Liturgy and Hymns for the Use of the Protestant Church of the United Brethren, Or Unitas Fratum

They shall behold their God in | As the bride deems it an honour

peace:
They who faithful have remained
To Jesus, and preserv'd unstained
The garment of his righteousness,
Shall once obtain the grace,
To see him face to face:
I entreat thee,

Impart to me that purity,

Dear Jesus, which I trace in thee.

8. They are blessed with God's fa

vour,

Who peace unceasingly endeavour
Among their neighbours to secure:
As his children them he owneth;
He with success their labour crown-
eth,

To take the bridegroom's name

upon her,

Should we of Jesus be asham'd?
Far, far be this from us;
Welcome, reproach and cross:
We are Christians,

Who follow thee-Lord, cheerfully
Thro' honour and thro' infamy.

11. Gracious Lord, who by thy
And death hast gained our salva-
passion

tion,

May we be by faith united
may we all thy name confess:
To thee, who hast us all invited,
To share eternal happiness:
Constrain us by thy love,

And their reward of grace is sure: In all we do to prove

Love is the character

Of each true follower
Of our Saviour:

May he through grace-make us
always

Intent upon promoting peace.

9. Blest are they who gladly suffer
For righteousness, and freely offer
Their lives and blood for Jesus'
sake;
(ness,
Yea, who bear the cross with meek-
Resign'd and patient in all weak-

Faithful followers,

Dear Lord, of thee;-and grant that we

May ever love thee ardently.

419.

Z. in part.

T. 11.
HOLY Lamb and Prince of peace,
Hear my soul implore thy grace;
Grant that my behaviour may
Meekness, such as thine, display.
2. O that I may faithfully
To thy voice obedient be;
Valiant, steadfast, may my love
In the hardest trials prove.

3. Keep thou me, a feeble child,
Sober, watchful, undefil'd;
That where'er thy steps I see,
Simply I may follow thee.
4. Thou the great victorious Lamb,
Who all hosts of hell o'ercame,
Grant that by thy blood I may
Conqueror be till thy great day.

2. We are travelling home to God,
In the way the fathers trod:
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.

3. Foes are round us, but we stand
r. 22. On the borders of our land:
Jesus, God's exalted Son,
Bids us undismay'd go on.
4. Onward then we gladly press
Through this earthly wilderness:
Only, Lord, our Leader be,
And we still will follow thee.

HOW shall I follow him I serve?
How shall I copy him I love?
Nor from those blessed footsteps

swerve,

Which lead me to his seat above? 2. Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn, The life of toil, the mean abode, The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,

Are these the consecrated road?

3. 'Twas thus he suffer'd, though
a Son,
Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all,
Until the perfect work was done;
And drank the bitter cup of gall.
4. Lord, should my path through
suffering lie,
Forbid it I should e'er repine;
Still let me turn to Calvary, (thine.
Nor heed my griefs, remembering
5. O let me think how thou didst
Untasted every pure delight, (leave
To fast, to faint, to watch, to
grieve,
(night:
The toilsome day, the homeless
6. To faint, to grieve, to die for me!
Thou camest not thyself to please; |
And, dear as earthly comforts be,
Shall I not love thee more than
these?
Conder.

422.

O TELL me no more

Cennick.

T. 587.

Of this world's vain store;
The time for such trifles with me

now is o'er.

2. A country I've found,
Where true joys abound;
To dwell I'm determin'd on that
happy ground.

3. The souls that believe,

In paradise live: (receive.
And me in that number will Jesus
4. My soul, don't delay,
He calls thee away:
Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless
the glad day.

5. No mortal doth know
What he can bestow,
What light, strength, and comfort;
Go, follow him, go.
6. Perhaps, with the aim
To honour his name,
I may do some service, poor dust
tho' I am.

7. Yet this is confess'd,
I count it most bless'd,
As at the beginning, in him to find

rest.

8. And when I'm to die, Receive me, I'll cry,

For Jesus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why.

9. So closely in mind

To Jesus I'm join'd,

424.*

T. 83.
JESUS Christ, thou Leading-star,
Thy great name we praise and
From believers be it far (hallow:
Any other guide to follow:
Thou, Lord, if we walk in light,

He'll not live in glory and leave Wilt direct our steps aright.

me behind.

10. Lo, this is the race

I'm running thro' grace

2. Christians are not here below To enjoy earth's transient treasure; After Christ they 're called to go,

Henceforth, till admitted to see my His reproach they count a pleasure;

Lord's face.

J. Gambold.

423.* T. 26, or 22. LORD Jesus, 'tis with us thy aim, That soul and body should be thine; O take our hearts, and us incline To be devoted to thy name.

Under manifold distress,
Thro' the narrow gate they press.

2. What love can be compar'd with 2. His words with due attention

thine?

Who hath to us so just a claim
As thou, who didst our souls re-
deem,

And for us leave thy throne divine?
3. Go, all ye wise, without control
Your empty notions still pursue;
Jesus alone I have in view, (soul.
This powerful magnet draws my
4. A subject I of Christ my King;
And tho' I poor and helpless be,
Yet all around shall plainly see,
My Saviour is my every thing.
5. Thee I adore, most gracious Lord;
Grant that my walk in truth may
At all times pleasing unto thee, (be
Directed by thy holy Word.

6. My King, thy noble statutes write
Upon the table of my heart;
Thy grace and truth to me impart,
And let thy law be my delight.

hear:

"My cross whoever will not bear, And all forsake to follow me, He cannot my disciple be." 3. First let us duly count the cost, And then in Jesus place our trust; If we on him alone depend, He'midst all trials proves our friend. 4. If once the plough in hand we take, (back; Preserve us, Lord, from looking O let us thro' thy aiding grace, Pursue our course with steadiness. 5. On those who faithful prove to And show by works of love their (faith, A crown of life thou once wilt place, Before thy Father them confess. W. Foster.

death,

Methinks I hear my Saviour say, "Wilt thou forsake me too?" 2. O Lord, with such a heart as Unless thou hold me fast, (mine, I feel I must, I shall decline, And prove like them at last. 3. Yet thou alone hast power, I To save a wretch like me: (know, To whom, or whither could I go, If I should turn from thee? 4. Beyond a doubt, I rest assur'd Thou art the Christ of God, Who hast eternal life secur'd By promise and by blood. 5. The help of men and angels join'd Could never reach my case; Nor can I hope relief to find,

But in thy boundless grace.

6. No voice but thine can give me
And bid my fears depart: (rest,
No love but thine can make me
And satisfy my heart. (blest,
7. What anguish has that question
If I will also go?
Yet, Lord, relying on thy
I humbly answer, No.

427.*

(stirr'd, word,

J. Newton.

T. 90. "MY yoke," saith Christ, "upon you take,

Serve me amidst oppression;
The world and all its joys forsake,

And shun no tribulation:

Come follow me, and humbly bear
My cross, & in my suffering share."
2. Then let us follow Christ our
Both soul and body offering, (Lord,
Be cheerfully, with one accord,
Partakers of his suffering;
For they who show true faithfulness,
Shall gain a rich reward of grace.

J. Angelus.

sure;

Come, disaster, scorn, and pain:
In thy service pain is pleasure,
With thy favour loss is gain;
Man may trouble and distress me,
T will but drive me to thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven will bring the sweeter rest.
4. Soul, then know thy full salvation;
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care;
Joy to find in every station
Something still to do or bear;
Think what Spirit dwells within
thee,

Think what Father's smiles are thine;

Think that Jesus died to win thee: Child of heaven, canst thou repine? 5. Haste thee on from grace to glory, Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by

prayer;

Heaven's eternal day's before thee; 3. Asham'd of Jesus, of that Friend On whom my heavenly hopes depend?

God's own hand shall guide thee

there;

Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days: Hope shall change to full fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

429.*

Lyte.

T. 16. CROSS, reproach, and tribulation, Ye to me are welcome guests, When I have this consolation,

That my soul in Jesus rests. 2. The reproach of Christ is glorious; Those who here his burden bear, In the end shall prove victorious,

And eternal glory share.

3. Christ, our ever-blessed Saviour,
Bore for us reproach and shame,
Conqueror now he lives for ever,
And we conquer in his name.
4. Bear then the reproach of Jesus,
Ye who live a life of faith;
Sing ye joyful songs and praises,
Ev'n in martyrdom and death.
5. Bonds, andstripes, and tribulation,
Are our honourable crowns;
Shame is our glorification,
Gloomydungeons are our thrones.
Lange, or Gotter.

431.* T. 14. GLORY to God, whose witnessThose heroes bold in faith, (train, Could smile on poverty and pain, And triumph ev'n in death.

2. Scorn'd and revil'd as was their Head,

When walking here below, Thus in this evil world they led A life of pain and woe.

3. With the same faith our bosom glows,

Wherein those warriors stood, When in the cruel hands of those Who thirsted for their blood.

4. God whom we serve, our God

can save,

Can damp the scorching flame, Can build an ark, or smooth a wave, For such as fear his name.

5. Yea, should it ev'n to man appear
At times, as tho' our Lord
Forsook his chosen people here,
At last he'll help afford.

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