With sal-va-tion's walls sur-round-ed, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. A-men. 2 See, the streams of living waters Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, Ever flows their thirst t'assuage 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near; Thus deriving from their banner, Which He gives them when they pray. 4 Blest inhabitants of Zion, Washed in the Redeemer's blood! Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God. 'Tis His love His people raises Over self to reign as kings: And as priests, His solemn praises 115 ST. ANNE C. M. W. Croft, 1708 kings and empires now Of old that went and came? d I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. Copyright, 1890, by The Century Co. II7 DENVER 8s, 6s. 81. 64 H. Houseley, 1896 1. I BOW my forehead to the dust, I veil mine eyes for shame, d. I can but give the gifts He gave, And plead His love for love. A-men. 2 I dimly guess, from blessings known, Of greater out of sight; And, with the chastened Psalmist, own To bear an untried pain, 3 I know not what the future hath Assured alone that life and death And so beside the silent sea No harm from Him can come to me 4 I know not where His islands lift I only know I cannot drift And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen My human heart on Thee. 118 VIA DOLOROSA 75, 6s. 91. Irregular J. B. Dykes, 1874 1. THE way is long and dreary, The path is bleak and bare, Our feet are A. A. Procter, 1858 119 ADORO L. M. 61. J. Barnby, 1872 1. THOU hid-den source of calm re- pose, Thou all - suf- ficient Love divine, 2 Thy mighty name salvation is, And keeps my happy soul above; Comfort it brings, and power, and peace, And joy, and everlasting love; To me, with Thy dear name, are given Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 3 Jesus, my all in all Thou art, My rest in toil, my ease in pain, In war, my peace, in loss, my gain, In weakness, my almighty power, My light in Satan's darkest hour, L. M. 61. C. Wesley, 1749 1 THOU hidden love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed no man knows, I see from far Thy beauteous light, 2 'Tis mercy all that Thou hast brought To save me from low-thoughted care; Chase this self-will through all my heart, Through all its latent mazes there; Make me Thy duteous child, that I Ceaseless may "Abba, Father," cry. 4 Each moment draw from earth away My heart, that lowly waits Thy call; Speak to my inmost soul, and say, "I am thy Love, thy God, thy All." To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, To taste Thy love, be all my choice. G. Tersteegen, 1729 Tr. J. Wesley, 1736 48. |