2 O earth! grow flowers beneath His feet, 3 He comes! He comes! the Lord of hosts, 4 Our hearts leap up; our trembling song Of very love, while we adore. Frederick W. Faber. "God is faithful, by whom ye were called unto the fellowship of His Son, Jesus Christ our Lord." 373 L L. M. ORD! let my heart still turn to Thee, In all my hours of waking thought; Nor let this heart e'er wish to flee, Or think, or feel, where Thou art not. 2 In every hour of pain and woe, When nought on earth this heart can cheer, 3 In every dream of earthly bliss, Do Thou, dear Jesus, present be; On earth intrude apart from Thee! In still small accents wake mine ear. 5 And when before the throne I kneel, Hear from that throne of grace my prayer, Burn with the thought to meet Thee there. 6 Thus teach me, Lord, to look to Thee Or think, or feel, where Thou art not! Lady Powerscourt (?) 1833. NINETEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 374 "Son, be of good cheer; thy sins be forgiven thee." W C. M. HEN, wounded sore, the stricken soul One only hand, a pierced hand, Can heal the sinner's wound. 2 When sorrow swells the laden breast, 3 When penitence has wept in vain 4 'Tis Jesus' blood that washes white, His heart, that's touched with all our joys, 5 Lift up Thy bleeding hand, O Lord, We have no shelter from our sin But in Thy wounded side. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1858. "I will praise Thee forever, because Thou hast done it." 375 R L. M. EDEEM'D from guilt, redeem'd from fears, What can I do, O Love divine, What, to repay such gifts as Thine? 2 What can I do, so poor, so weak, 3 O teach me at Thy feet to fall, 4 Thy Spirit, Lord, at large impart, Some faint return, O Lord, to Thee. Henry Francis Lyte, 1834. "For Thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy. C. M. JESUS, Saviour of the lost, 2 Guilty, forgive me, Lord! I cry ; 3 A sinner, save me, or I die; An outcast, take me home. Once safe in Thine almighty arms, 4 And when I stand before Thy throne Still be my righteousness alone To hide myself in Thee. Edward H. Bickersteth, 1858. "In whom we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness 377 J ESUS, Thou art my Righteousness, Thy death hath bought of God my peace, 2 Spotless and just in Thee I am; 3 For ever here my rest shall be, 4 My dying Saviour and my God, 5 Fountain for guilt and sin, And cleanse and keep me clean! Wash me, and make me thus Thine own; 6 Th' atonement of Thy blood apply, Charles Wesley, 1740. "Him hath God exalted to be a Prince and a Saviour, for to give repentance to Israel and forgiveness of sins." 378 M C. M. AJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned His head with radiant glories crowned, 2 No mortal can with Him compare 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress; For me He bore the shameful cross 4 To Him I owe my life and breath, He makes me triumph over death, 5 To heaven, the place of His abode, 6 Since from His bounty I receive Samuel Stennett, 1787. TWENTIETH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. "The kingdom of heaven is like unto a certain king, which made 379 TH a marriage for His Son." C. M. HOU, who hast call'd us by Thy word Of Thy dear Son, our only Lord, 2 No vain excuse we dare to make, 3 Thy marriage-garment we require, And with Thy precious gifts inspire 4 And Thou, to whom the Father's love Those whom Thy blood has bought, John Ernest Bode, 1860. "That we might be made the righteousness of God in Him." 380 H IOS. ERE, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face; Here would I touch and handle things unseen; Here grasp with firmer hand th' eternal grace, And all my weariness upon Thee lean. 2 Here would I feed upon the Bread of God; Here drink with Thee the royal Wine of Heaven; Here would I lay aside each earthly load, Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. 3 I have no help but Thine; nor do I need |