When strength and comfort languish,
And I must hence depart;
Release me then from anguish,
By thine own wounded heart.
E lives, the great Redeemer lives,
(What joy the blest assurance gives!)
And now, before his Father, God,
Pleads the full merit of his blood.
2 Repeated crimes awake our fears,
And justice arm'd with frowns appears;
But in the Savior's lovely face
Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace.
3 Hence, then, ye black, despairing thoughts!
Above our fears, above our faults,
His pow'rful intercessions rise,
And guilt recedes and terror dies.
4 In ev'ry dark, distressful hour,
When sin and Satan join their pow'r,
Let this dear hope repel the dart,
That Jesus bears us on his heart.
5 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend-
On him our humble hopes depend :
Our cause can never, never fail,
For Jesus pleads and must prevail.
1 ROM ev'ry stormy wind that blows,
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From ev'ry swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat,
"Tis found beneath the Mercy-seat.
2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads,
A place than all besides more sweet-
It is the blood-bought Mercy-seat.
3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sunder'd far-by faith they meet,
Around one common Mercy-seat.
4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismay'd?
Or how the host of hell defeat,
Had suff'ring saints no Mercy-seat?
5 There! there on eagle wing we soar,
And sin and sense seem all no more;
And heav'n comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the Mercy-seat.
60 let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold and still,
This bounding heart forget to beat,
If I forget the Mercy-seat.
AJESTIC sweetness sits enthron'd
Upon the Savior's brow;
His head with radiant glories crown'd,
His lips with grace o'erflow.
2 No mortal can with him compare
Among the sons of men;
Fairer is he than all the fair
Who fill the heav'nly train.
3 He saw me plung'd in deep distress,
And flew to my relief;
For me he bore the shameful cross,
And carried all my grief.
4 To him I owe my life and breath,
And all the joys I have;
He makes me triumph over death,
And saves me from the grave.
5 To heaven, the place of his abode,
He brings my weary feet,
Shows me the glories of my God,
And makes my joys complete.
6 Since from his bounty I receive
Such proofs of love divine,
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
Lord, they should all be thine.
SAVIOR, when in dust, to thee,
Low we bow th' adoring knee,
When, repentant, to the skies
Scarce we lift our streaming eyes;
O by all thy pains and woe,
Suffer'd once for man below,
Bending from thy throne on high,
Hear our solemn litany.
2 By thy birth and early years,
By thy human griefs and fears,
By thy fasting and distress
In the lonely wilderness;
By the vict'ry in the hour
Of the subtle tempter's pow'r;
Jesus, look with pitying eye:
Hear our solemn litany.
3 By thine hour of dark despair,
By thine agony of pray'r,
By the purple robe of scorn,
By thy wounds-thy crown of thorns,
By thy cross-thy pangs and cries,
By thy perfect sacrifice,
Jesus, look with pitying eye;
Hear our solemn litany.
4 By thy deep expiring groan,
By the seal'd sepulchral stone,
By thy triumph o'er the grave,
By thy power from death to save,
Mighty God, ascended Lord,
To thy throne in heaven restor❜d-
Prince and Savior, hear our cry,
Hear our solemn litany.
PIRIT of truth, on this thy day
To thee for help we cry,
To guide us through the weary way
Of dark mortality.
2 We ask not, Lord, the cloven flame,
Or tongues of various tone;
But long thy praises to proclaim,
With fervor in our own.
3 We mourn not that prophetic skill
Is found on earth no more:
Enough for us to trace thy will
In scripture's sacred lore.
4 When tongues shall cease, and pow'r decay, And knowledge empty prove,
Do thou thy trembling servants stay
With faith, and hope, and love.
Prayer to the Holy Spirit.
HOLY Ghost, descend, we pray,
Abide with us from day to day,
And be a sun to cheer us!
Let thy bright beams, thou heav'nly light, Dispel the darkness of our night
And fill our hearts with gladness;
That we
To thee
Truly living,
To thee giving
Pray'r unceasing,
Still may be in love increasing.
2 Give to thy word impressive pow'r
That in our hearts, from this good hour,
As fire it may be burning;
That Thee, the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit, on one common throne
We may as God acknowledge!
O stay
And sway
Our souls ever
That they never
May forsake thee,
But by faith their refuge make thee. 3 Thou fountain whence all wisdom flows, Which God on pious hearts bestows, Grant us thy consolation,
That in our pure faith's unity,
Our Christian brethren all may see
Thy witness truly given.
Hear us,
Cheer us
By thy teaching,
That our preaching
Thy salvation
Soon may tell to ev'ry nation.
4 Direct us by thy counsel still,—
That we may understand thy will;
Our ignorance enlighten.
O! grant us constancy, that we
May ever faithful prove to thee,
How much soe'er we suffer.
Descend,
Defend
From all errors
And earth's terrors,
Be our healing,
Jesus' love and peace revealing.
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HOLY Ghost, with light divine,
Shine upon this heart of mine?
Chase the shades of night away,
Turn the darkness into day.
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