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2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke,
To heaven he led his followers' way,
Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke,
Unveiling an immortal day.
3 Come, wanderers, to my Father's home,
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest:-
Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come,-
Obey thee, love thee, and be blest.
244. C. M. Relief Hymns.
Divine Help implored.
HELP us, O Lord! each hour of need
Thy timely succour give;
Help us in thought, and word, and deed,
Each hour on earth we live.
2 O help us when our spirits bleed
With contrite anguish sore;
And when our hearts are cold and dead,
Lord, help us still the more.
3.0 help us through the prayer of faith,
More firmly to believe;
For still the more the servant hath,
The more shall he receive.
4 O help us, Father, from on high,-
We know no help but thee;
O! help us so to live and die,
As thine in heaven to be.
245. C. M. Presbyterian Standard.
Behold the Lamb of God!
SINNERS, behold the Lamb of God
Who takes away our guilt;
Look to the precious, priceless blood,
That Jews and Gentiles spilt.
2 He came to take the sinner's place,
And ransom us with blood;
Let Adam's guilty, ruin'd race,
Behold the Lamb of God.
3 Sinners, to Jesus now draw near,
Invited by his word,―
The chief of sinners need not fear,
Behold the Lamb of God.
4 Spirit of grace, to us apply
Immanuel's precious blood,
That we may with thy saints on high,
Behold the Lamb of God.
246. L. M. Pres. Standard.
Jesus, the True Light.
LIGHT of our souls! thyself reveal;
Thy power and presence let us feel,
And know, and see the wondrous things
Conceal'd from prophets, priests, and kings.
2 Shine in our hearts, in mercy shine,
To give the light of truth divine;
Shine, Jesus, still, from day to day,
Till all that's dark be done away.
Sinners solemnly called,
TERNITY, with all its years, Hangs on this point of time; Awake! our hopes,-awake! our fears, Our hearts to God incline.
2 Sinners, attend the voice from heaven,
The moment is at hand;-
He that believes shall be forgiven,-
He that rejects-be damn'd.
3 Breathe, sacred Spirit, make us feel
Our guilt a heavy load;
Wound, and apply the balm to heal,
Balm of the Saviour's blood.
4 Wake! every slumbering soul, awake!
Flee from the wrath to come!
Almighty God, the nations shake!
Shake Satan's kingdom down!
Lord's Day Worship.
HIS is the day the Lord has made,
Let young and old rejoice;
To Him be vows and homage paid,
Whose service is our choice.
2 This is the temple of the Lord;
How dreadful is this place!
With meekness let us hear his word,
With rev'rence seek his face.
3 The homage that the Lord requires
Of us, is praise and prayer,
The soul's affections, hopes, desires,
Ourselves and all we are.
4 While rich and poor for mercy call,
Propitious from the skies,
The Lord, the Maker of them all,
Accepts the sacrifice.
5 Well pleas'd through Jesus Christ his Son,
From sin he grants release;
According to their faith 'tis done ;-
He bids them go in peace.
ALMIGHTY God thy word is cast
Like seed into the ground;
Now let the dew of heaven descend,
And righteous fruits abound.
2 Let not the foe of thee and man
This holy seed remove;
But give it root in every heart,
To bring forth fruits of love.
3 Let not the world's deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy;
But let it yield a hundred-fold,
The fruits of peace and joy.
4 Nor let thy word, in mercy sent
To raise us to thy throne,
Return to thee, and sadly tell
That we reject thy Son.
5 Oft as the precious seed is sown,
Thy quickening grace bestow;
That all whose souls the truth receive,
Its saving power may know.
250. L. M. Pres. Standard.
BEFORE the great Jehovah's bar,
Soon must assembled worlds appear, And every deed, and word, and thought, Shall into judgment then be brought. 2 Then all shall hear their righteous doom, Of wrath or endless joys to come, And each receive his just reward, Of bliss, or vengeance, from the Lord.
251. C. M. Relief Hymns.
The Lord's day, and its ordinances.
WITH Mary's love, without her fear,
Come, let us haste to pay
Our early visit to the tomb,
Where our Redeemer lay.
2 The grave cannot our dust retain,
The stone is roll'd away;
Well may we now our flesh resign
To rest where Jesus lay.
3 We welcome in the joyful morn,
Which bears the Saviour's name,
When from the dark abode of death
The Lord triumphant came.
4 "Jesus, the name high over all,"
Shall dwell upon our tongues,
And full, and free salvation be
The burden of our songs.
252. C. M. Watts.
The Immortal Soul committed to Jesus.
MAN has a soul that never dies;
And once it leaves the clay,
Ye thoughts pursue it where it flies,
And track its wondrous way.
2 Up to the courts where angels dwell,
It mounts triumphant there;
Or devils drag it down to hell,
In infinite despair.
3 And must this body faint and die?
And must my soul remove?
O for some guardian angel nigh,
To bear it safe above.
4 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hands
My naked soul I trust;
And here my body waiting stands
To drop into its dust.
253. C. M. 95th Psalm.
COME, let us worship and bow down
Before our Maker's face;
Come, let us kneel before his throne,
His peaceful throne of grace.
2 We are the people of his choice,
And of his flock a part;
To-day if you will hear his voice,
O harden not your heart!
3 They who despise the offer'd grace,
And spurn it from their breast,
Shall never see my smiling face,
Nor enter into rest.
The Lamentation over Jerusalem.
JERUSALEM, O hadst thou known,
In this thy day of grace,