Who once received on Horeb's height With Thee, and with Thy faithful three: 3 O Master, it is good to be Entranced, enwrapt, alone with Thee; Till we too change from grace to grace, 4 O Master, it is good to be Here on the holy Mount with Thee: Though love wax cold, and faith be dim- A. P. Stanley. "And the voice which came from heaven we heard when we wert with Him in the holy mount." 96 IOS & 45. JPON the solitary mountain's height, UP In radiant beauty, but with power concealed, 2 Yet not alone-the witnesses are there, 3 But why this world from thy mysterious grave, 4 Do ye revisit earth to testify That Law and Voice Prophetic, shadows dim, 5 Yet on the passing brightness of that hour 6 Come, O my soul! in holy rapture hear 7 Lord, pour Thy Spirit all our souls to fill, Before the Throne. Edward A. Dayman, 1866. "The love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord." 97 8s & 75, double. OVE divine, all loves excelling, Fix in us Thy humble dwelling; Pure unbounded love Thou art; down! 2 Breathe, Oh! breathe Thy loving Spirit Let us all in Thee inherit, Let us find the promised rest: Let us all Thy life receive; Never more Thy temples leave: 4 Finish then Thy new creation; Till in heaven we take our place; Till we cast our crowns before Thee, Charles Wesley, 1746. "Behold what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us." 98 B S. M. EHOLD! what wondrous grace On sinners of a mortal race To call them sons of God! 2 'Tis no surprising thing, That we should be unknown; The Jewish world knew not their King, 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made; But, when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense and sin, 5 If, in my Father's love, I share a filial part, Send down Thy Spirit like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne; My faith shall-"Abba, Father!"-cry Isaac Watts, 1707. "I heard a great voice of much people in heaven, saying, Alleluia." 99 8s & 75, 6 lines. A LLELUIA, song of sweetness, 100 Alleluia is the anthem Ever dear to choirs on high; True Jerusalem and free; All thy children sing with thee: 3 Alleluia cannot always Be our song while here below; Make us for a while forego; When our tears for sin must flow. 4 Therefore in our hymns we pray Thee, At the last to keep Thine Easter Adam St. Victor. Trans. by J. M. Neale. Altered. SEPTUAGESIMA. "Why stand ye here all the day idle?" HE God of mercy warns us all TH From day to day, from year to year; And each must hear His awful call, "No longer stand ye idle here." 2 Ye, whose young cheeks with health are bright, Whose hands are strong, whose hearts are clear, Why will ye waste the morning light? 3 Alas, why stand ye idle here? And ye, whose scanty locks of gray 4 O Thou, in heaven and earth adored, And give us grace to serve Thee there. Hymn. Christ. & Heber(a) "Know ye not, that they which run, run all, but one receiveth the 101 102 prize p AWAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on! A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 2 A cloud of witnesses around 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice, Tis His own hand presents the prize 4 Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve, A heavenly race demands thy zeal, N And an immortal crown. Philip Doddridge, 1740. "So run that ye may obtain." 8s & 75. WOW the Church's songs of gladness Now steals on with sober sadness The dim twilight of her year. 2 Late, her Saviour Lord's appearing Filled each heart and swelled each strain. When He passes into pain. 3 Late, tho' round a lowly manger, In the wilderness alone. |