6 Again he lives, and spreads his hands, Hands that were nail'd to torturing smart: "By these dear wounds," says he, and stands, And prays to clasp me to his heart. 7 Sure I must love; or are my ears Still deaf, nor will my passions move? Lord! melt this stubborn heart to tears; This heart shall yield to death, or love. 76. Love to Christ. C. M. 1 Jesus, I love thy charming name; 'Tis music to mine ear; Fain would I sound it out so loud Watts. That earth and heaven should hear. 3 All I my capacious powers can wish, Nor to mine eyes is light so dear, 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, The noblest balm of all its wounds, 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name Doddridge. 77. Not ashamed of Jesus. L. M. 1 Jesus! and shall it ever be, A mortal man asham'd of thee! Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Asham'd of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star: He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus!-just as soon Let midnight be asham'd of noon: 'Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee. 4 Asham'd of Jesus!-that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heav'n depend? No! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus!—yes, I may, 6 Till then-nor is my boasting vain— Till then I boast a Saviour slain! And Oh, may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me. Gregg. 78. Loving Kindness. L. M. 1 Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing the great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me: His loving kindness, Oh, how free! 2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall, Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all; He sav'd me from my lost estate: His loving kindness, Oh, how great! 3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along: His loving kindness, Oh, how strong! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud, He near my soul has always stood: His loving kindness, Oh, how good! 5 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart; But though I have him oft forgot, His loving kindness changes not. 6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 79. Glory of Christ. S. M. 1 My Saviour and my King, Thy beauties are divine; 3 Strike through thy stubborn foes, While justice, meekness, grace, and truth, Watts. 80. Lamb of God worshipped, C. M. 1 Come let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply, For he was slain for us. 3 Jesus is worthy to receive And blessings more than we can give 4 Let all who dwell above the sky, Of Him who sits upon the throne, Watts. 81.Christ's Passion and Exaltation.S.M. 1 Come, all harmonious tongues, 2 Tell how he took our flesh, 3 Down to the shades of death |