4 0 that we could, with favoured John,
Recline our weary head upon

The dear Redeemer's breast;
From care, and sin, and sorrow free,
Give us, O Lord, to find in thee
Our everlasting rest!

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TO Calvary, Lord, in spirit now
Our weary souls repair;

To dwell upon thy dying love,

And taste its sweetness there.
2 Sweet resting-place of every heart
That feels the plague of sin,
Yet knows the deep mysterious joy
Of peace with God within.

3 There, through thine hour of deepest woe, Thy suffering spirit passed;

Grace there its wondrous victory gained,
And love endured its last.

4 Dear suffering Lamb! thy bleeding wounds,

With cords of love divine,

Have drawn our willing hearts to thee,
And linked our life with thine.

5 Thy sympathies and hopes are ours;
Dear Lord! we wait to see
Creation, all below, above,
Redeemed and blest by thee.

MASTER, see! to thee we bow,
Thou art Lord, and only thou:

Thou the blessed virgin's seed, Glory of thy Church, and Head. 2 Thee the angels ceaseless sing, Thee we praise, our Priest and King; Worthy is thy name of praise, Full of glory, full of grace.

3 Thou hast the glad tidings brought Of salvation, by thee wrought: Wrought for all thy Church! and we Worship in their company.

4 We, thy little flock, adore

Thee, the Lord, for evermore!
Ever with us show thy love,
Till we join with those above.

FOR ever here our rest shall be,
Close to thy bleeding side:

This all our hope, and all our plea,
For us the Saviour died.

2 Our dying Saviour, and our God,
Fountain for guilt and sin,
Sprinkle us ever with thy blood,
And cleanse and keep us clean.

3 Wash us, and make us thus thine own, Wash us, and ours thou art,

Wash us, but not our feet alone,
Our hands, our head, our heart.

4 The atonement of thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve;

Till hope in full fruition die,
And all our souls be love.

JESUS! thy love can we forget,
And never bring to mind
The grace that paid our hopeless debt,
And bade us pardon find?

2 Can we thy life of grief forget,
Thy fasting and thy prayer;
Thy locks with mountain vapours wet,
To save us from despair?

3 Gethsemane can we forget,
Thy struggling agony;
When night lay dark on Olivet,

And none to watch with thee?

4 Our sorrows and our sins were laid
On thee alone, on thee:

Thy precious blood our ransom paid,
Thine all the glory be!

5 Life's brightest joys we may forget,
Our kindred cease to love;

But He who paid our hopeless debt,
Our constancy shall prove.

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MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Saviour's brow;

His head with radiant glories crowned,
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 heavenly train.

3 He saw us plunged in deep distress,
And flew to our relief;

For us he bore the shameful cross,
And carried all our grief.

4 To him we owe our life and breath,
And all the joys we have;
He makes us triumph over death,
And saves us from the grave,

5 To heaven, the place of his abode,
He brings our weary feet,
Shows us the glories of our God,
And makes our joys complete.

6 Since from his bounty we receive
Such proofs of love divine,

Had we a thousand hearts to give,
Lord! they should all be thine.

JESUS, Lord of life and glory!

Friend of sinners, hear our lays; ¦ ¤ Humbly would our souls adore thee, Sing thy name in hymns of praise. 20 what debtors to thy kindness Are we, God of boundless love! Thousands wander on in blindness, Strangers to the light above.

3 Jesus, on thine arm relying,

We would tread this earthly vale; Be our life when we are dying; Be our strength when strength shall fail.

4 Let us mount the hills of glory,
Far from sins, and woes, and pains;
There, in perfect songs adore thee,
And in everlasting strains.

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OUR Saviour alone,

The Lord let us bless,
Who reigns on his throne,
The Prince of our peace;
Who evermore saves us,
By shedding his blood:
All hail, holy Jesus,

Our Lord and our God!
2 We thankfully sing
Thy glory and praise,
Thou merciful Spring
Of pity and grace;
Thy kindness for ever
To men we will tell;
And say, our dear Saviour
Redeemed us from hell.

3 Preserve us in love,
While here we abide:
O never remove

Thy presence, nor hide

Thy glorious salvation;
Till each of us see,
With joy, the blest vision,
Completed in thee!

LORD, thy love's unbounded!
So full, so sweet, so free!