With curses, red with murder's hue
But He hath stretched His hands to hide.
The sins, that pierced them, from Thy view.
3. How strong Thou art!
We tremble lest
The thunders of Thine arm be moved;
But He is lying on Thy breast,
And Thou must clasp thy Best-beloved!
4. How kind Thou art! Thou didst not choose To joy in Him forever so;
But that embrace Thou wouldst not lose
For vengeance, didst for love forego!
5. High God, and pure, and strong, and kind!
The low, the foul, the feeble, spare!
The brightness in His face we find—
Behold our darkness only there!
1. THE Word, descending from above,
Though with the Father still on high,
Went forth upon His work of love,
And soon to life's last eve drew nigh.
2. At birth, our brother He became;
Ever Himself as food He gives;
To ransom us He died in shame;
As our reward, in bliss He lives.
3. O saving Leader! opening wide
The gate of heaven to man below!
Our foes press on from every side;
Thine aid supply, Thy strength bestow.
1. WHAT sinners value I resign;
Lord! 't is enough that Thou art mine;
I shall behold Thy blissful face,
And stand complete in righteousness.
2. This life's a dream-an empty show;
But the bright world, to which I go,
Hath joys substantial and sincere;
When shall I wake, and find me there?
3. Oh! glorious hour!-Oh! blest abode!
I shall be near, and like my God;
And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul.
4. My flesh shall slumber in the ground,
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound;
Then burst the chains, with sweet surprise,
And in my Saviour's image rise.
1. Now let our souls on wings sublime,"
Rise from the vanities of time,
Draw back the parting vail, and see
The glories of eternity.
2. Born by a new celestial birth,
Why should we grovel here on earth?
Why grasp at transitory toys,
So near to heaven's eternal joys?
3. Shall aught beguile us on the road,
When we are walking back to God?
For strangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home.
4. Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge;
That sets our longing souls at large;
Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell;
And gives us with our God to dwell.
5. To dwell with God, to feel His love,
Is the full heaven enjoyed above;
And the sweet expectation now,
Is the young dawn of heaven below.
1. "WE'VE no abiding city here,"
This may distress the worldly mind';
But should not cost a saint a tear,
Who hopes a better rest to find.
2. "We've no abiding city here,"
Sad truth, were this to be our home;
But let this thought our spirits cheer,
"We seek a city yet to come."
3. "We've no abiding city here,"
Then let us live as pilgrims do;
Let not the world our rest appear,
But let us haste from all below.
4. "We've no abiding city here," We seek a city out of sight,
Zion its name-t
-the Lord is thereIt shines with everlasting light.
5. O sweet abode of peace and love,
Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest! Had I the pinions of the dove,
I'd flee to Thee, and be at rest.
6. But hush, my soul, nor dare repine!
The time my God appoints is best:
While here, to do His will be mine;
And His to fix my time of rest.
1. I SEND the joys of earth away;
Away, ye tempters of the mind,
False as the smooth, deceitful sea,
And empty as the whistling wind.
2. Your streams were floating me along,
Down to the gulf of dark despair;
And while I listened to your song,
Your streams had e'en conveyed me there.
3. Lord, I adore Thy matchless grace,
Which warned me of that dark abyss, Which drew me from those treacherous seas, And bade me seek superior bliss.
4. Now to the shining realms above
I stretch my hands and glance my eyes;
O for the pinions of a dove,
To bear me to the upper skies!
5. There, from the bosom of my God,
Oceans of endless pleasure roll;
There would I fix my last abode,
And drown the sorrows of my soul.
1. JESUS, Thou everlasting King!
Accept the tribute which we bring ;
Accept the well-deserved renown,
And wear our praises as Thy crown.
2. Let every act of worship be
Like our espousals, Lord, to Thee:
Like the dear hour, when from above
We first received Thy pledge of love.
3. The gladness of that happy day!
Our hearts would wish it long to stay;
Nor let our faith forsake its hold,
Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold.
4. Each following minute, as it flies,
Increase Thy praise, improve our joys,
Till we are raised to sing Thy name,
At the great supper of the Lamb.
1. AROUND the Saviour's lofty throne,
Ten thousand times ten thousand sing;
They worship Him as God alone,
And crown Him everlasting King.
2. Approach, ye saints! this God is yours!
'Tis Jesus fills the throne above:
Ye can not want, while God endures;
Ye can not fail, while God is love.
3. Jesus, Thou everlasting King!
To Thee the praise of heaven belongs;
Yet smile on us, who fain would bring
The tribute of our humble songs.
4. Though sin defile our worship here,
We hope ere long Thy face to view;
And, when our souls in heaven appear,
We'll praise Thy name as angels do.
1. LORD, when I quit this earthly stage,
Where shall I fly, but to Thy breast?
For I have sought no other homé;
For I have learned no other rest.
2. I can not live contented here,
Without some glimpses of Thy face;
And heaven, without Thy presence there,
Will be a dark and tiresome place.
3. When earthly cares engross the day,
And hold my thoughts aside from Thee
The shining hours of cheerful light
Are long and tedious years to me.
4. And if no evening visit 's paid
Between my Saviour and my soul,
How dull the night; how sad the shade!
How mournfully the minutes roll!
5. My God! and can an humble child,
Who loves Thee with a flame so high,
Be ever from Thy face exiled,
Without the pity of Thine eye?
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