297 "To me to live is Christ, and to die is gain." Nothing shall my heart confound; I mf CHRIST, of all my hopes the ground! 4 f Firmly trusting in Thy blood, 3 mf Fountain of o'erflowing grace! 5 mf When I touch the blessèd shore, Back the closing waves shall roll; p Death's dark stream shall never more cres Part from Thee my ransomed soul. 6 mf Thus, oh! thus, an entrance give To the land of cloudless sky; Having known it "Christ to live," Let me know it "gain to die." Amen. 1mfCOME, Thou Fount of every blessing, cres He, to rescue me from danger, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy never ceasing 2 mf Here I raise my Ebenezer, Hither by Thy help I'm come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. 3 Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; Interposed with precious blood. 4 mf Oh, to grace how great a debtor 5 mf Prone to wander-() Lord, I feel it- cres Saviour, take my heart and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above. Amen. 299 "Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ." 1 mf MY God, I thank Thee, who hast made 4 For Thou, who knowest, Lord, how soon The earth so bright, So full of splendour and of joy, So many glorious things are here, 2 mf I thank Thee, too, that Thou hast made So many gentle thoughts and deeds That in the darkest spot of earth Some love is found. 3 mf I thank Thee more that all our joy That shadows fall on brightest hours, mf So that earth's bliss may be our guide, Our weak heart clings, Hast given us joys, tender and true, cres So that we see, gleaming on high, 5f I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou hast kept mf We have enough, yet not too much A yearning for a deeper peace 6mfI thank Thee, Lord, that here our souls, Can never find, although they seek, dim Nor ever shall, until they lean 300 "I am not ashamed; for I know whom I have believed." ImfJESUS! and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of Thee? cres Scorned be the thought by rich and poor; Oh, may I scorn it more and more! 2 p Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star; Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight blush to think of noon. 3 'Tis evening with my soul till He, cres That Morning Star, bids darkness flee; He sheds the beam of noon divine O'er all this midnight soul of mine. 4 p Ashamed of Jesus! (cres) of that Friend, 6 mf Till then-nor is the boasting vain- 303 "Now therefore, our God, we thawk Thee, and praise Thy glorious name." If NOW thank we all our God 2 f Oh, may this bounteous God mf And keep us in His grace, And guide us when perplexed, cres And free us from all ills In this world and the next. The Son, and Him who reigns And shall be evermore! Amen. |