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They shall behold their God in As the bride deems it an honour peace:
To take the bridegroom's name They who faithful have remained
upon her, To Jesus, and preserv'd unstained Should we of Jesus be asham'd ? The garment of his righteousness, Far, far be this from us; Shall once obtain the grace, Welcome, reproach and cross: To see him face to face:
We are Christians, I entreat thee,
Who follow thee-Lord, cheerfully Impart to me—that purity, Thro' honour and thro’infamy. Dear Jesus, which I trace in thee.
11. Gracious Lord, who by thy 8. They are blessed with God's fa- | And death hast gained our salva
tion, Who peace unceasingly endeavour
O may we all thy name confess: Among their neighbours to secure: As his children them he owneth ;
May we be by faith united He with success their labour crown- To share eternal happiness:
To thee, who hast us all invited, eth, And their reward of grace
Constrain us by thy love, is sure:
In all we do to prove Love is the character
Faithful followers, Of each true follower
Dear Lord, of thee;-and grant Of our Saviour:
that we May he through grace—make us
May ever love thee ardently. always
Z. in part. Intent upon promoting peace.
419. 9. Blest are they who gladly suffer For righteousness, and freely offer HOLY Lamb and Prince of peace, Their lives and blood for Jesus' Hear my soul implore thy grace;
(ness, Grant that my behaviour may, Yen, who bear the cross with meek- Meekness, such as thine, display. Resign’d and patient in all weakness,
2. O that I may faithfully And him their only pattern make: To thy voice obedient be; For Jesus' help and love
Valiant, steadfast, may my love Their consolation prove:
In the hardest trials prove. They who freely
3. Keep thou me, a feeble child, For him will bear—reproach, while
Sober, watchful, undefil'd; here,
That where'er thy steps I see, At last shall in his glory share.
Simply I may follow thee. 19. Blessed they who are despised, 4. Thou the great victorious Lamb, In scornful manner stigmatized, Who all hosts of hell o'ercame, And for their Saviour's sake de- Grant that by thy blood I may fam'd :
Conqueror be till thy great day.
6. When thou shalt on Zion stand, 12. We are travelling home to God,
C. F. Richter.
3. Foes are round us, but we stand 420. r. 22. On the borders of our land:
Jesus, God's exalted Son, HOW shall I follow him I serve ? Bids us undismay'd go on. How shall I copy him I love ? Nor from those blessed footsteps Through this earthly wilderness:
4. Onward then we gladly press swerve, Which lead me to his seat above? Only, Lord, our Leader be,
And we still will follow thee. 2. Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn,
Cennick. The life of toil, the mean abode, The faithless kiss, the crown of
T. 587. thorn,
O TELL me no more Are these the consecrated road ?
Of this world's vain store; 3. 'Twas thus he suffer'd, though The time for such trifles with me a Son,
now is o’er.
Where true joys abound; 4. Lord, should my path through
To dwell I'm determin’d on that suffering lie,
happy ground. Forbid it I should e'er repine ;
3. The souls that believe, Still let me turn to Calvary, (thine. In paradise live: (receive. Nor heed my griefs, remembering And me in that number will Jesus 5. O let me think how thou didst 4. My soul, don't delay, Untasted every pure delight, (leave He calls thee away: To fast, to faint, to watch, to Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless grieve,
(night: the glad day. The toilsome day, the homeless 5. No mortal doth know 6. To faint, to grieve, to die for me! What he can bestow, Thou camest not thyself to please ; | What light, strength, and comfort; And, dear as earthly comforts be, Go, follow him, go. Shall I not love thee more than 6. Perhaps, with the aim these?
Conder. To honour his name,
may do some service, poor dust
tho' I am. CHILDREN of the heavenly King ! | 7. Yet this is confess'd, As ye journey, sweetly sing ! I count it most bless'd, Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, As at the beginning, in him to find Glorious in his works and ways!
8. And when I'm to die,
424.* Receive me, I'll cry, For Jesus hath lov'd me, I cannot
JESUS Christ, thou Leading-star, tell why.
Thy great name we praise and
From believers be it far (hallow: 9. So closely in mind
Any other guide to follow: To Jesus I'm join'd,
Thou, Lord, if we walk in light, He'll not live in glory and leave Wilt direct our steps aright. me behind.
2. Christians are not here below 10. Lo, this is the race
To enjoy earth's transient treasure; I'm running thro' grace,
After Christ they're called to go, Henceforth, till admitted to see my His reproach they count a pleasure; Lord's face.
Under manifold distress,
425. LORD Jesus, 'tis with us thy aim, IF father, mother, children, wife, That soul and body should be thine; Houses, or lands, or aught in life O take our hearts, and us incline
Delude thy heart, and thou no To be devoted to thy name. Dost follow Jesus as before: (more 2. What love can be compar'd with 2. His words with due attention thine ?
hear: Who hath to us so just a claim “My cross whoever will not bear, As thou, who didst our souls re- And all forsake to follow me, deem,
He cannot my disciple be.” And for us leave thy tlırone divine ? 3. First let us duly count the cost, 3. Go, all ye wise, without control And then in Jesus place our trust; Your empty notions still pursue ; If we on him alone depend, Jesus alone I have in view, (soul. He’midst all trials proves our friend. This powerful magnet draws my 4. If once the plough in hand we 4. A subject I of Christ my King;
(back; And tho' I poor and helpless be,
Preserve us, Lord, from looking Yet all around shall plainly see,
O let us thro' thy aiding grace,
Pursue our course with steadiness. My Saviour is my every thing.
5. On those who faithful prove to 5. Thee I adore, most gracious Lord;
death, Grant that my walk in truth may And show by works of love their
(faith, At all times pleasing unto thee, (be A crown of life thou once wilt place, Directed by thy holy Word.
Before thy Father them confess. 6. My King, thy noble statutes write
W. Foster. Upon the table of my heart;
426. Thy grace and truth to me impart, And let thy law be my delight.
WHEN any turn from Zion's way,
(Alas! what numbers do!)
Methinks I hear my Saviour say,
T. 167. ** Wilt thou forsake me too ?” 2. O Lord, with such a heart as all to leave and follow thee;
JESUS, I my cross have taken, Unless thou hold me fast, (mine, Naked, poor, despis’d, forsaken, I feel I must, I shall decline,
Thou, from hence, my All shalt be; And prove like them at last.
Perish every fond ambition, 3. Yet thou alone hast power, I all I've sought, or hop’d, or known;
To save a wretch like me: (know, Yet how rich is my condition, To whom, or whither could I go, God and heaven are still my own. If I should turn from thee?
2. Let the world despise and leave 4. Beyond a doubt, I rest assur'd
me, Thou art the Christ of God,
They have left my Saviour too; Who hast eternal life secur'd
Human hearts & looks deceive meBy promise and by blood.
Thou art not, like them, untrue; 5. The help of men and angels join'd And whilst thou shalt smile upon Could never reach my case;
me, Nor can I hope relief to find, God of wisdom, love, and might,
But in thy boundless grace. Foes may hate, and friends disown 6. No voice but thine can give me me,
And bid my fears depart: (rest, Show thy face, and all is bright. No love but thine can make me 3. Go, then, earthly fame and treaAnd satisfy my heart.
sure; 7. What anguish bas that question Come, disaster, scorn, and pain:
If I will also go? (stirr’d, In thy service pain is pleasure, Yet, Lord, relying on thy word,
With thy favour loss is gain; I humbly answer, No.
Man may trouble and distress me, J. Newton. ’T will but drive me to thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me, 427.*
Heaven will bring the sweeter rest. “ MY yoke,” saith Christ, “upon 4. Soul,then know thy full salvation;
you take, Serve me amidst oppression;
Rise o’er sin, and fear, and care;
station The world and all its joys forsake, Joy to find in ever And shun no tribulation :
Something still to do or bear; Come follow me, and humbly bear
Think what Spirit dwells within
thee, My cross, & in my suffering share."
Think what Father's smiles are 2. Then let us follow Christ our
thine; Both soul and body offering, (Lord, Think that Jesus died to win thee: Be cheerfully, with one accord,
Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? Partakers of his suffering; For they who show true faithfulness, 5. Haste thee on from grace to glory, Shall gain a rich reward of grace. Arm’d by faith, and wing’d by
J. Angelus. prayer;
Heaven's eternal day's before thee; | 3. Asham'd of Jesus, of that Friend God's own hand shall guide thee On whom my heavenly hopes dethere;
T. 16. No, I will make my boast of thee,
In time and in eternity. CROSS, reproach, and tribulation,
Ye to me are welcome guests, 5. And when I stand before thy When I have this consolation,
throne, That my soul in Jesus rests. Me'fore thy heavenly Father own; 2. The reproach of Christ is glorious; Then shall the holy angels see
Those who here his burden bear, Thee, Jesus, not asham’d of me. In the end shall prove victorious,
Countess Huntingdon's H. And eternal glory share. 3. Christ, our ever-blessed Saviour,
431.* Bore for us reproach and shame, GLORY to God, whose witnessConqueror now he lives for ever, Those heroes bold in faith, (train,
And we conquer in his name. Could smile on poverty and pain, 4. Bear then the reproach of Jesus,
And triumph ev’n in death. Ye who live a life of faith; 2. Scorn’d and revil'd as was their Sing ye joyful songs and praises, Head,
Ev’n in martyrdom and death. When walking here below, 5. Bonds, andstripes, and tribulation, Thus in this evil world they led Are our honourable crowns;
A life of pain and woe. Shame is our glorification,
3. With the same faith our bosom Gloomydungeons are our thrones.
glows, Lange, or Gotter.
Wherein those warriors stood, t. 22. When in the cruel hands of those
Who thirsted for their blood. JESUS, and shall it ever be, A sinful worm asham’d of thee? 4. God whom we serve, our God Forbid it, Lord; thee I confess,
can save, Before both friends and enemies. Can damp the scorching flame,
Can build an ark, or smooth a wave, 2. Asham’d of Jesus, of my God,
For such as fear his name. Who purchas'd me with his own blood,
5. Yea, should it ev'n to man appear Of him who to retrieve my loss, At times, as tho our Lord Despis’d the shame, endur'd the Forsook his chosen people here, cross?
At last he'll help afford.