Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.
192. C.M. BUTCHER.
To be ashamed of Jesus unworthy and dangerous.
S there on earth a nobler name
Than Jesus to be found?
Who can assert a higher claim,
Or more with truth abound?
The Son of GOD, adorned with grace,
Commissioned from above,
He bears to our rebellious race
The messages of love.
How noble were the truths he taught,
How pure the life he led !
And shall another Lord be sought,
And we disown our Head?
Ashamed of Jesus! shall we let
Our heavenly prospects go,
And madly at defiance set
The threats of future woe?
Forbid it, LORD! nor let us yield
To this unworthy shame;
But each with holy courage filled,
Rejoice in Jesus' name.
193. L.M. BUTCHER.
" Will ye also go away?"
1 FROM Christ my LORD shall I depart?
Or lose his image from my heart?
Forsake the beams of heavenly day,
And go in paths of sin astray?
2 Treasures of power and grace divine,
United in my Saviour shine;
And shall I part with gold for dross?
Or sink when I behold the cross?
3 True living bread his hands bestow,
Celestial waters round him flow;
And shall I from the fountain fly,
And, parching in the desert, die?
4 Words of eternal life are stored
In the rich Gospel of my LORD;
And shall thy baubles, earth, engage
My heart to quit the sacred page?
5 Forbid it, Author of my frame !
My GOD from whom my spirit came;
Thy SON can endless life bestow:
To whom but Jesus should I go?
194. C. M. J. R. WREFORD.
Confessing Christ before men.
H! ne'er be mine the traitor's part,
The folly and the shame,
To quit my Saviour's righteous cause,
And fear to own his name.
Shall he who toiled and bled for me,
And sorrow felt, and pain,
Bid me defend his cross, and still
Appeal to me in vain!
Oh, no! I'll make his cause my own,
'Mid earthly grief and loss,'
Confess his loved, his honoured name,
And glory in the cross!
Though the rude scorner should essay
My steady soul to move,
I'll boldly sing my Saviour's praise,
And tell of all his love.
Then in the great decisive hour,
Before his Father's throne,
Arrayed in glory he will there
His faithful follower own!
195. L.M. MRS. BACHE.
"Greater love hath no man than this."
1 SEE how he loved!' exclaimed the Jews, As tender tears from Jesus fell;
My grateful heart the thought pursues,
And on the theme delights to dwell.
2 See how he loved, who travelled on,
Teaching the doctrine from the skies;
Who bade disease and pain be gone,
And called the sleeping dead to rise.
See how he loved, who firm yet mild,
ent endured the scoffing tongue;
Though oft provoked, he ne'er reviled,
Or did his greatest foe a wrong.
4 See how he loved, who never shrank
From toil or danger, pain or death;
Who all the cup of sorrow drank,
And meekly yielded up his breath.
5 And shall such love not meet return?
Not prompt the conduct, move the breast.
Shall not our grateful bosoms burn,
To prove our love by every test?
6 Yes; our great Master will we love,
Who every generous feeling knew;
His faithful followers ever prove,
And keep his pattern still in view.
196. L.M. MISS E. TAYLOR.
1 IF love, the noblest, purest, best,
If truth, all other truth above,
Will claim returns from every breast,
Oh, surely Jesus claims our love!
2 There's not a hope with comfort fraught,
Triumphant over death and time,
But Jesus mingles in that thought,
Forerunner of our course sublime.
3 We see him in the daily round
Of social duty, mild and meek;
With him we tread the hallowed ground,
Communion with our GOD to seek.
4 We see his pitying gentle eye, When lonely want appeals for aid; We hear him in the frequent sigh,
That mourns the waste that sin has made.
5 We meet him at the lowly tomb,
And weep where Jesus wept before;
And there above the grave's dark gloom,
We see him rise and weep no more.
6 Then ask me not to live, and be
A stranger to that generous flame
Which warms, and to eternity
Must warm my soul at Jesus' name.
197. L.M. EXETER NEW COLLECTION.
In all he did, in all he taught ;
His whole concern, his life's employ,
Their present peace, their future joy.
2 What love, what kindness from his tongue, Invite the willing soul to come
To hear his truths and learn the way,
Which leads through death to endless day!
3 And shall we fail to love his name
Who thus to teach and save us came,
Who showed his Father's love to man
And died to seal the gracious plan?
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