HYMN 723, C. M.
Cross and Crown.
UST Jesus bear the cross alone,
And all the world go free?
No, there's a cross for every one,
And there's a cross for me.
2 The consecrated cross I'll bear,
Till death shall set me free,
And then go home my crown to wear,
For there's a crown for me.
3 Upon the crystal pavement, down
At Jesus' piercéd feet,
Joyful, I'll cast my golden crown,
And his dear name repeat.
4 And palms shall wave, and harps shall ring,
Beneath heaven's arches high;
The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing,
That lives no more to die.
5 O precious cross! O glorious crown!
O resurrection day!
Ye angels, from the stars come down,
And bear my soul away.
HYMN 724, 7s.
Leaning upon Jesus.
1 JESUS, merciful and mild,
Lead me as a helpless child;
On no other arm but thine
Would my weary soul recline;
Thou art ready to forgive,
Thou canst bid the sinner live-
Guide the wanderer, day by day,
In the strait and narrow way.
2 I am weakness, thou art might;
I am darkness, thou art light;
I am all defiled with sin,
Thou canst make me pure within;
Foes that threaten to devour,
In thy presence have no power;
Thou canst bid their rage be still,
And my heart with comfort fill.
3 Thou canst fit me by thy grace
For the heavenly dwelling-place:
All thy promises are sure,
Ever shall thy love endure;
Then what more could I desire,
How to greater bliss aspire?
All I need in thee I see,
Thou art all in all to me.
1 WHAT grace, O Lord, and beauty shone
Around thy steps below;
What patient love was seen in all
Thy life and death of woe!
2 For ever on thy burden'd heart
A weight of sorrow hung;
Yet no ungentle, murmuring word
Escaped thy silent tongue.
3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile,
Thy friends unfaithful prove;
Unwearied in forgiveness still,
Thy heart could only love.
4 Oh! give us hearts to love like thee.
Like thee, O Lord, to grieve
Far more for others' sins than all
The wrongs that we receive.
5 One with thyself, may every eye
In us, thy brethren, see
The gentleness and grace that spring
From union, Lord, with thee.
HYMN 726, 7s and 6s.
Scene of the Cross.
SACRED Head once wounded,
aff With grief and pain weighed down! 10
How scornfully surrounded,
With thorns thy only crown!
How art thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish,
Which once was bright as morn!
2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners' gain:
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But thine the deadly pain.
Lo! here I fall, my Saviour!
'Tis I deserve thy place:
Look on me with thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me thy grace!
3 What language shall I borrow
To praise thee, Heavenly Friend,
For this thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
Lord, make me thine forever,
Nor let me faithless prove:
Oh! let me never, never
Abuse such dying love.
HYMN 727, 7s and 6s
Casting all on Jesus.
LAY my sins on Jesus,
The spotless Lamb of God;
He bears them all, and frees us
From the accursed load.
I bring my guilt to Jesus,
To wash my crimson stains
White, in his blood most precious,
Till not a spot remains.
2 I lay my wants on Jesus,
All fulness dwells in him;
He healeth my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem.
I lay my griefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares;
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrow shares.
3 I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus,
The Father's holy child.
I long to be with Jesus,
Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints his praises,
To learn the angels' song.
HYMN 728, 8s.
1 MY gracious Redeemer I love,
My flis praises aloud I'll proclaim;
And join with the armies above,
To shout his adorable name.
To gaze on his glories divine,
Shall be my eternal employ,-
To feel them incessantly shine,
My boundless, ineffable joy.
2 Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns,
Your pride with disdain I survey;
Your pomps are but shadows and sounds,
And pass in a moment away:
The crown that my Saviour bestows,
Yon permanent sun shall outshine;
My joy everlastingly flows-
My God, my Redeemer, is mine.
HYMN 729, C. M.
Satisfied in Jesus.
HEARD the voice of Jesus say,
Come unto me and rest:
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon my breast.
I came to Jesus as I was,
Weary, and worn, and sad,
I found in him a resting-place,
And he has made me glad.
2 I heard the voice of Jesus say,
Behold, I freely give
The living water; thirsty one,
Stoop down and drink, and live.
I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in him.
3 I heard the voice of Jesus say,
I am this dark world's light;
Look unto me, thy morn shall rise
And all thy day be bright.
I looked to Jesus, and I found
In him my Star, my Sun;
And in that light of life I'll walk,
Till all my journey's done.
HYMN 730, C. M.
10 JESUS! King most wonderful!
Thou Conqueror renowned!
Thou Sweetness most ineffable!
In whom all joys are found.
2 When once thou visitest the heart,
Then truth begins to shine;
Then earthly vanities depart;
Then kindles love divine.
3 0 Jesus! Light of all below!
Thou Fount of life and fire!
Surpassing all the joys we know,
All that we can desire.
4 Thee may our tongues forever bless;
Thee may we love alone,
And ever in our lives express
The image of thine own.
HYMN 731, 7s and 5s.
The Comforter.
HOLY Ghost, the
Ghost, the Infinite!
Shine upon our nature's night
With thy blessed inward light,
Comforter Divine!
2 We are sinful: cleanse us, Lord;
We are faint: thy strength afford;
Lost,-until by thee restored,
Comforter Divine!
mp Like the dew, thy peace distil;
Guide, subdue our wayward will,
Things of Christ unfolding still,
Comforter Divine !
4 In us, for us, intercedo,
And, with voiceless groanings, plead
Our unutterable need,
Comforter Divine!
5 In us "Abba, Father," cry-
Earnest of our bliss on high,
Seal of immortality,-
Comforter Divine!
6 Search for us the depths of God;
Bear us up the starry road,
To the height of thine abode,
Comforter Divine!
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