V. 9.

"Thou hast redeemed us to God by Thy blood."― REV.

WHAT

HAT glories gather round the cross,
Where Jesus died that we might live!

For this we count all else but loss;

For this, our highest praises give.

Of all the rapturous songs of bliss,
Sung by the heavenly choirs above,
There's none to be compared to this,
The wondrous song of dying love.

Ho, all ye ransomed, come as one!

In cheerful notes, your tribute bring To Him who sits upon the throne, — Your risen Lord, and glorious King!

Ye saints, with holy angels vie,
In pæans of immortal praise :

Oh, lift your heart and voices high,

As you to heaven your anthems raise.

"In the time of trouble, He shall hide me in His pavilion: in the secret of His tabernacle shall He hide me; He shall set me upon a rock." - Ps. xxvii. 5.

ROCK of Ages, cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in Thee!

Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side that flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,

Cleanse me from its guilt and power.

Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears for ever flow,
All for sin could not atone:

Thou must save, and Thou alone!
Nothing in my hand I bring;
Simply to Thy cross I cling.

While I draw this fleeting breath;
When my eyelids close in death;
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne, -
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee!

"The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms."-DEUT. xxxiii. 27.

JESUS, lover of my soul,

Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the waters near me roll,
While the tempest still is high!
Hide me, O my Saviour! hide,
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide,

Oh, receive my soul at last!

Other refuge have I none,

Hangs my helpless soul on Thee :
Leave, ah! leave me not alone;
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust in Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of Thy wing.

X. 7.

"Then said I, Lo, I come to do Thy will, O God!"

HEB

"Teach me to do Thy will; for Thou art my God."- Ps. cxliii. 10.

Y

My Jesus, as Thou wilt !

Oh, may Thy will be mine!

Into Thy hand of love

I would my all resign.

Through sorrow or through joy,
Conduct me as Thine own,
And help me still to say,
My Lord, Thy will be done!

My Jesus, as Thou wilt!
All shall be well for me;
Each changing future scene
I gladly trust with Thee.
Straight to my home above,
I travel calmly on,

And sing, in life or death,

My Lord, Thy will be done!

"There be many that say, Who will show us any good? Lord, lift Thou up the light of Thy countenance upon us." - Ps. iv. 6

MY faith looks up to Thee,

Thou Lamb of Calvary,

Saviour divine !

Now hear me while I pray,

Take all my guilt away;
Oh, let me, from this day,

Be wholly Thine!

May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire!

As Thou hast died for me,
Oh, may my love to Thee,

Pure, warm, and changeless be,
A living fire!

When life's dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my Guide:
Bid darkness turn to-day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,

Nor let me ever stray

From Thee aside.

When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll,

Blest Saviour, then, in love,

Fear and distrust remove:

Oh, bear me safe above,

A ransomed soul !