The English hymn book [compiled by R. W. Dale].

662

And His servants shall serve Him: and they shall see His face.-Revelation xxii. 3, 4.

RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings;

Thy better portion trace;

Rise from transitory things.

Towards heaven, thy native place.
Sun, and moon, and stars decay;
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepared above!

2 Rivers to the ocean run,

Nor stay in all their course;
Fire ascending seeks the sun;
Both speed them to their source.
So, a soul that's born of God,

Pants to view His glorious face;
Upward tends to His abode,
To rest in His embrace.

3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ;
Press onward to the prize.
Soon your Saviour will return
Triumphant in the skies;
Yet a season, and we know,

Happy entrance will be given;

All our sorrows left below,

And earth exchanged for heaven!

THE CHRISTIAN SOUL TO

CHRIST :

APPEALING FOR MERCY, HELP,

AND GRACE.

HEBER.

663 Remember me when Thou comest into Thy

kingdom.-Luke xxiii. 42.

ORD of mercy and of might,
Of mankind the life and light,
Maker, Teacher, Infinite;

Jesus, hear and save!

2 Strong Creator, Saviour mild,
Humbled to a mortal child,
Captive, beaten, bound, reviled;
Jesus, hear and save!

3 Throned above celestial things,
Borne aloft on angel's wings,
Lord of lords, and King of kings;
Jesus, hear and save!

4 Soon to come to earth again,
Judge of angels and of men ;
Hear us now, and hear us then;
Jesus, hear and save!

664 No chastening for the present seemeth to be

joyous, but grievous.-Hebrews xii. 11.
THOU, whose sacred feet have trod
The thorny path of woe,

Forbid that I should slight the rod,

Or faint beneath the blow.

2 My spirit to Thy chastening stroke
I meekly would resign,
Nor murmur at the heaviest yoke
That tells me I am Thine.

3 Give me the spirit of Thy trust,
To suffer as a son;

To say, though lying in the dust,
My Father's will be done.

4 I know that trial works for ends
Too high for sense to trace,
That oft in dark attire He sends
Some embassy of grace.

5 May none depart till I have gained
The blessing which it bears,

And learn, though late, I entertained
An angel unawares.

6 So shall I bless the hour that sent
The mercy of the rod,

And build an altar by the tent
Where I have met with God.

C.M.

665 Lord, remember me.—Luke xxiii. 42.

HAWEIS.*

THOU, from whom all goodness flows,
I lift my soul to Thee;

In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,

Good Lord, remember me.

2 When on mine aching, burdened heart
My sins lie heavily,

My pardon speak, new peace impart ;
In love, remember me.

3 When trials sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee,

Lord, let my strength be as my day;
For good remember me.

4 When worn with pain, disease, and grief,
This feeble body see;

Grant patience, rest, and kind relief;
Hear, and remember me.

5 If on my face, for Thy dear name,
Shame and reproach shall be;

All hail reproach, and welcome shame,
If Thou remember me.

6 When, in the solemn hour of death
I wait Thy just decree.
Saviour, with my last parting breath
I'll cry, remember me.

666

75.

Son of David, have mercy on me.

Mark x. 47.

MILMAN.*

HEN our heads are bowed with woe,
When our bitter tears o'erflow,

When we mourn the lost and dear,
Jesus, Son of David, hear.

2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn ;
Thou our mortal griefs hast borne ;
Thou hast shed the bitter tear;
Jesus, Son of David, hear.

3 Thou hast bowed the dying head;
Thou Thy precious blood hast shed;
Thou hast filled a mortal bier ;
Jesus, Son of David, hear.

4 When the heart is sad within,
With the sense of all its sin,
When the spirit shrinks with fear,
Jesus, Son of David, hear.

5 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known;
Though the sins were not Thine own,
Thou hast deigned their load to bear;
Jesus, Son of David, hear.