2 Other refuge have we none,
Rest our helpless souls on thee;
Leave, ah leave us not alone:
Still our guard and comfort be;
All our hope on thee is laid-
All our help from thee we bring ;
Cover the defenceless head,
With the shadow of thy wing.
1 YE servants of God, your master proclaim,
And publish abroad his wonderful name ;
The name all victorious of Jesus extol;
His kingdom is glorious and rules over all.
2 God ruleth on high, Almighty to save; And still he is nigh, his presence we have: The great congregation his triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our king.
3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne, Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son : Our Saviour's great praises, the angels proclaim,
Fall down on their faces, and worship the
Lamb.
4 Then let us adore, and give him his right, All glory, and power, and wisdom and might;
All honour and blessing, with angels above,
And thanks never ceasing, for infinite love.
1 ALL, all is vanity below,
An airy dream, an empty show;
What sinners value we resign,
Lord; 'tis enough that we are thine.
2 All, all is vanity below;
But the bright world to which we go,
Hath joys substantial and sincere :
When shall we wake and find thee there?
3 O glorious hour! O blest abode !
We shall be near and like our God;
And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul.
1 JESUS, the name high above all,
In earth, or air, or sky!
Angels and men adoring fall,
Before thy majesty.
2 Jesus, the name to sinners dear,
The name to sinners given;
To scatter all their guilty fear,
And raise their hopes to heaven.
3 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks,
The trembling captive frees;
Pardon to guilty souls he speaks,
And to the weary, peace.
4 Oh! that the world might taste and see,
The riches of thy grace,
Mercy and love are stored in thee,
For all our guilty race.
"The ransomed of the Lord shall return and come
to Zion with songs."
1 SERVANTS of the heavenly king,
As ye journey sweetly sing;
Sing your great Redeemer's praise,
Glorious in his works and ways.
2 Ye are travelling home to God,
In the way your fathers trod :
They are happy now-and ye
Soon their happiness shall see.
3 Sing ye ransomed flock and blessed;
Ye near Jesu's throne shall rest;
There your seat is now prepared,
There your kingdom and reward.
4 Lord submissive may we go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only thou our leader be,
And we still will follow thee.
1 THERE is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never withering flowers;
Death like a narrow sea divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dressed in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood
While Jordan rolled between.
4 But darkening mists and shades arise,
And still our hopes remove;
And doubts and fears veil from our eyes
The Canaan that we love.
5 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er ;
Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood
Should fright us from the shore.
1 OFT in sorrow, and in woe,
Onward, christians, onward go,
Fight the fight, maintain the strife,
Strengthened with the bread of life.
2 Onward, christians, onward go,
Join the war, and face the foe:
Will ye flee in danger's hour,
Know ye not your captain's power?
3 Let your drooping hearts be glad ;
March, in heavenly armour clad ;
Fight, nor think the battle long,
Soon shall victory tune your song.
4 Let not sorrow dim your eye,
Soon shall every tear be dry;
Let not fears your course impede,
Great your strength, if great your need,
5 Onward then in battle move,
More than conquerors ye shall prove;
Though opposed by many a foe,
Christian soldiers, onward go.
1 O ZION when we think on thee,
We long for pinions like the dove;
And mourn to think that we should be
So distant from the land we love.
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