streams a - far; Who follows in his train? Who best can drink his cup of woe Tri umphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below, He fol-lows in his train. lighted, Seek-ing place at Christ's right hand: Ye had ma-ny a bitter trial, Ye were scorned and set at nought; Fearing nothing but de-ni-al Of the Lord, for whom ye fought. each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part; When sorrow flows from 2 When, free from envy, scorn and pride, 2 One blesséd fellowship of love, Our wishes all above, Thy living church should stand, Till, faultless, she at last above Shall shine at thy right hand. O glorious day, when she, the Bride, With her dear Lord appears! Then robed in beauty at his side, She shall forget her tears. Ray Palmer Henry R. Oliver. 1832. FEDERAL STREET. L. M. 1. Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake A hearty welcome here receive; May we together now par take The joys which only he can give. BOARDMAN. C. M. Devereux. Arr. by George Kingsley. 1839. 1. Let saints be low in concert sing With those to glo ry gone; For all the servants of our King In earth and heaven are one. 496 2 One family, we dwell in him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death. 3 One army of the living God, To his command we bow; And we are to the margin come, 5 E'en now, by faith, we join our hands Part of the host have crossed the flood, 6 Lord Jesus, be our constant guide; And part are crossing now. 4 E'en now in their eternal home Some happy spirits fly; BOYLSTON. S. M. And, when the word is given, Charles Wesley. 1759. Lowell Mason. 1832.. 1. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love: The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 497 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again. 5 This glorious hope revives 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin, we shall be free, John Fawcett. 1772. |