HYMN 23.
(C. M. DUBLIN.)
Our want of love to Christ lamented.
1 COME, Thou Desire of all thy saints! Our humble strains attend,
While with our praises and complaints Before thy face we bend.
2 When we thy wondrous glories hear, And all thy sufferings trace;
What great and marvellous scenes appear, What rich unbounded grace!
3 How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise!
How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies!
4 But ah! the song, how cold it flows, How languid the desire !
How faint the sacred passion glows, Till Thou the soul inspire!
5 Haste, Lord! and in our bosoms raise The pure and heavenly flame;
Then shall our lips resound thy praise, Our hearts adore thy name.
6 Then shall our souls enraptured say, "Come, great Redeemer! come! "Hasten the joyful, wish'd for day, "That calls thy children home."
(P. M. NORTHAMPTON.)
Christ, the good Shepherd.
1 JESUS! Shepherd of the sheep!
Powerful is thine arm to keep
All thy flocks with safest care,
Fed in pastures large and fair.
2 Thee their Guide and Guard they own ; Thee they love, and Thee alone; Thee they follow day by day, Fearful lest their feet should stray. 3 Pity, Lord thy helpless sheep; All the fold in safety keep: Gently lead the wanderers home; Guard them, lest again they roam. 4 Bring thy sheep, now far astray, Wandering each in Satan's way; Then (the fold, the Shepherd, one) We shall praise Thee round the throne.
HYMN 25.
(P. M. FEVERSHAM.)
Redeeming love.
1 Now begin the heavenly theme; Sing aloud the Saviour's name; Ye, who all his kindness prove, Triumph in "redeeming love." 2 Lo! the Lord of life appears! Chace away your guilty fears: See your guilt and curse remove, Cancell❜d by "redeeming love." 3 Ye, alas! who long have been Willing slaves of death and sin, Now from bliss no longer rove; Slight no more "redeeming love."
4 Welcome all thy sin oppress'd; Welcome to this glorious rest; Jesus waits enthroned above, To impart redeeming love. HYMN 26.
(P. M. NORTON green.) For faith and holiness.
1 HOLY Lamb! who Thee receive, Who in Thee begin to live, Day and night they cry to Thee, "As Thou art, so let us be." 2 Fix, oh! fix each wavering mind; To thy sway our spirits bind; Earthly passion far remove; Fill our hearts with fervent love. 3 Dust and ashes though we be, Full of guilt and misery,
Thine we are, Thou Son of God! Take the purchase of thy blood. 4 May we in thy name believe; To ourselves no longer live; Die to sin and live to Thee: Then we shall indeed be free. 5 Lamb of God, for sinners slain! Saviour of offending man! Endless praise to Thee be given By thy saints, in earth and heaven.
The kingdom of Christ. Phil. iv. 4.
1 REJOICE! the Lord is King! Your God and King adore:
In loudest anthems sing, And triumph evermore: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice! 2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, The God of power and love; Who having purged our sins, Rose to his throne above: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice! 3 His Kingdom cannot fail;
He rules o'er earth and heaven: The keys of death and hell
Into his hands are given: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice! 4 Rejoice in glorious hope! The Saviour soon will come, And take his servants up
To their eternal home:
Ye soon shall hear the' archangel's voice ; The trump of God shall sound, "Rejoice!"
HYMN 28.
(P. M. SALISBURY.)
For Easter-day.
1 JESUS, rising from the dead, Hallelujah! Bruised to-day the serpent's head:
Now the vanquish'd powers of hell: Hal. Swift from heaven like lightning fell. Hal.
2 Sinners! glad your voices raise; Shout your great Redeemer's praise:
He, who died your souls to save, Bursts the barriers of the
grave. 3 Lo! He rises, mighty King! Where, O death, is now thy sting? Lo! He claims his native sky; Grave! where is thy victory? 4 Sinners; see your ransom paid; Peace with God forever made: With your risen Saviour rise; Claim with Him the purchased skies.
HYMN 29.
(C. M. HEPHZIBAH.)
Christ seen of angels. 1 Tim, iii. 16.
1 BEYOND this glittering starry sky, And o'er the' eternal hills, Yon heaven of heavens, with peerless light, Our great Redeemer fills.
2 Legions of angels, bright and fair, Their countless myriads join,
To swell his praise, with harps of God Attuned to songs divine.
3 Through all his travels here below They did his steps attend; Oft wondering how or where at last, The mystic scene would end.
4 They saw his agonizing frame Sweat blood at every pore;
They saw him break the bars of death, Which none e'er broke before.
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