On earth by all believers lov'd and | Or spends the night in fervent prayer, And offers tears and cries. 5. Again, as teacher of mankind In his own world a guest, 8. Ah, might my heart a mirror be, Reflecting Jesus' grace, That all who my behaviour see, May some resemblance trace. Grant me that meek and lowly mind, 9. Thou hast on earth display'd, Which in thy holy life I find, My Pattern, Lord and Head. On him from his infancy In a constant liturgy. 3. Walking, speaking, in devotion, 5. Oft to prayer by night retreated, From the manger to the cross 67.* W. Hammond. T. 14. IMMANUEL'S meritorious tears Assuage our every pain; (pray'rs, His bitter sufferings, cries, and Our fav'rite theme remain. 2. When Jesus' suffering life we In every scene we find, (trace, That he a man of sorrows was, Though of unspotted mind. 3. All they who weeping now go And bear the precious seed, (forth, May in our Saviour's walk on earth Pattern and comfort read. 4. O'tis the greatest happiness, When of his peace divine We have a feeling, and he says, 66 Fear not, for thou art mine." 5. Our thankful tears then testify That Jesus wept for us, And we, possessing heavenly joy, For him count all things loss. 69. J. Cennick. T. 22. MY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word; But in thy life the law appears Drawn out in living characters. 2. Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, 1 would transcribe and make them mine. 3. Cold mountains and the midnight air Witness'd the fervour of thy pray'r; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and thy victory too. 4. Be thou my pattern; let me bear More of thy gracious image here; And at thy right hand me confess, Clad in thy robe of righteousness. Isaac Watts. O SON of God and man, receive 3. In all I think, or speak, or do, Let me shew forth thy praise; Thy bright example still pursue Through all my future days. 4. By faith thro' outward cares 1 From all distraction free: My hands alone engag'd below, My spirit still with thec. 5. When thou, my Saviour, sha. Then gladly may I cry, (appear "The work thou gavest me while Is done, to thee I fly." (here WHAT human mind can the condescension Of our almighty Maker's love to (scan; No angel can the hidden mystery Redeeming love is past our compre(prove hension: He prostrates on the ground and prays for me, (agony; Yea, trembling wrestleth in an And while his sad disciples all are sleeping, (are drown'd, His soul in grief, his eyes in tears His sweat as drops of blood falls to the ground. Yet by the Spirit's teaching we can love. supplication, Thy bloody sweat, thy bitter agony, 2. Pursue, my soul, the sacred O grant that I may love thee ar(God; dently; meditation, And view the agonizing Lamb of Behold him bow'd beneath the ponderous load (salvation; Of all thy sins, to purchase thy He riseth with a heart-affecting look, (Kedron's brook. And with his followers passeth 3. My spirit now with solemn, deep devotion Doth follow Jesus to Gethsemane; There he on my account doth weep and pray, (potion; O'ercome with horror at the bitter Yet to his Father's will he is resign'd: (mind. Grant me, dear Jesus, thy obedient (consolation; Be thou, dear Lord, my life and Whene'er temptation would my soul beset, (Olivet. I'll pray to thee, and think of there, 74. J. Swertner. T. 79. The incarnate God doth sweat for 66 My soul is sorrowful to death;" And suffering freely in my stead, He drank the bitter cup of wrath: Now on his knees, then on his face, (and prays. He weeps, and sweats, and bleeds, 3. So loved me the eternal God, That he became the Son of man, And took my sins' prodigious load; My soul, admire his gracious plan: Thy stripes, thy guilt and curse he bore; Believe, and thankfully adore. 76.* T. 99. MOST awful sight! my heart doth break; Oh, it can ne'er my mind forsake, How thou for me hast wept and prayed; |