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3 Through all succeeding ages he

The same hath been, the same shall be;
Immortal radiance gilds his head,

While stars and suns wax old and fade. 4 The same his power his flock to guard;

The same his bounty to reward;
The same his faithfulness and love,

To saints on earth, and saints above. 5 Let nature change, and sink, and die,

Jesus shall raise his chosen high,
And fix them near his stable throne,
In glory changeless as his own.


L.M.-Christ the Way to Heaven. 1 JESUS, my all to heaven is gone,

He whom I fix my hopes upon;
His track I see, and I'll pursue

The narrow way, till him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went.

The road that leads from banishment;
The king's highway of holiness

I'll go; for all his paths are peace.
3 This is the way I long have sought,

And mournd because I found it not;
My grief and burden long has been,

Because I could not cease from sin. 4 The more I strove against its power,

I sinn'd and stumbled but the more,
Till late I heard my Saviour say,

“Come hither sous, I am the Way.” 5 Lo! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb,

Shalt take me to thee as I am!
My sinful self to thee I give!
Nothing but love shall I receive.

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6 Then will I tell to sinners round,

What a dear Saviour I have found;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And say, “ Behold the way to God.”

C.M.-Christ the way, the Truth, and the Life. John xiv. 6.
1 THOU art the Way – to thee alone

From sin and death we flee;
And he who would the Father seek,

Must seek him, Lord, in thee.
2 Thou art the Truth—thy word alone

True wisdom can impart;
Thou only canst instruct the mind,

And purify the heart.
3 Thou art the Life – the rending tomb

Proclaims thy conquering arm; And those who put their trust in thee,

Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life Grant us to know that

way, That truth to keep, that life to win, Which leads to endless day.

118. C.M.-Christ the Door. John X. 9. Hosea ii. 15. 1 AWAKE our souls, and bless his name,

Whose mercies never fail; Who opens wide a door of hope

In Achor's gloomy vale.
2 Behold the portal wide display'd,

The buildings strong and fair;
Within are pastures fresh and green, ,

And living streams are there.
3 Enter, my soul, with cheerful haste,

For Jesus is the door;
Nor fear the serpent's wily arts,

Nor fear the lion's roar.

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4 O, may thy grace the nations lead,

And Jews and Gentiles come, All travelling through one beauteous gate,

To one eternal home.


P.M.-Christ the Light of men.
1 LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling

Borders on the shades of death,
Come! and, by thy love's revealing,

Dissipate the clouds beneath:
The new heaven and earth's Creator,

In our deepest darkness rise!
Scattering all the night of nature,

Pouring eyesight on our eyes.
2 Still we wait for thine appearing,

Life and joy thy beams impart,
Chasing all our fears, and cheering

Every poor benighted heart;
Come and manifest the favour

God hath for our ransom'd race;
Come, thou universal Saviour!

Come! and bring the gospel grace! 3 Save us in thy great compassion,

O thou mild pacific Prince!
Give the knowledge of salvation,

Give the pardon of our sins!
By thine all-restoring merit,

Every burthen'd soul release,
Every weary, wandering spirit,
Guide into thy perfect peace!


P.M.- Christ our Refuge.
1 JESUS, lover of my soul,

Let me to thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll,

While the tempest still is high:

Hide me, O


Saviour hide,
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide,

0, receive my soul at last.
2 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 on thee is stay'd,

All my help from thee I bring,
Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing.
3 Plenteous grace with thee is found, ,

Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound,

Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art,

Freely let me take of thee:
Spring thou up within my heart,

Rise to all eternity!

121. C.M.-Christ the living Vine. John xv. 4. 1 LORD of the vineyard, we adore

That power and grace divine, Which plants our wild, our barren souls,

In Christ the living Vine. 2 For ever may they there abide,

And from that vital root, Be influence spread through every branch,

To form and feed the fruit. 3 Shine forth, my God, the clusters warm

With rays of sacred love, ,
Till Eden's soil, and Zion's streams,

The generous plant improve.


P.M.-Christ a true Friend. 1 ONE there is above all others,

Well deserves the name of friend; His is love beyond a brother's;

Costly, free, and knows no end; They who once his kindness prove,

, Find it everlasting love. 2 Which, of all our friends, to save us,

Would consent to shed his blood ? But our Jesus died to have us

Reconcil'd in him to God; This was boundless love indeed,

Jesus is a friend in need.
3 When he liv'd on earth abased,

Friend of Sinners was his name,
Now above all glory raised,

He rejoices in the same;
Still he calls them brethren, friends,

And to all their wants attends.
4 O for grace our hearts to soften!

Teach us, Lord, at length to love,
We, alas! forget too often

What a friend we have above;
But when home our souls are brought,
We shall love thee as we ought.


S.M.-Christ an all-sufficient Friend.
THOU very present aid,
In suffering and distress;
The soul which still on thee is stay'd,

Is kept in perfect peace:
The soul by faith reclin'd

On the Redeemer's breast,
'Midst raging storms exults to find

An everlasting rest.

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