5 Honor your Saviour, speak his praise; By acts of love his grace proclaim; Sweet anthems to his glory raise,

And in hosannas sound his name.

256. Jesus hasting to Suffer. C. M.
1 The Saviour, what a noble flame
Was kindled in his breast,
When, hasting to Jerusalem,
He march'd before the rest!

2 Good will to men, and zeal for God,
His ev'ry thought engross;
He longs to be baptiz'd with blood;
He pants to reach the cross.

3 With all his suff'rings full in view,
And woes to us unknown,
Forth to the task his spirit flew-
'Twas love that urg'd him on.

4 Lord, we return thee-what we can;
Our hearts shall sound abroad,
Salvation to the dying Man,
And to the rising God!

5 And while thy bleeding glories here
Engage our wond'ring eyes,

We learn our lighter cross to bear,
And hasten to the skies.

Cowper.

257. Christ Weeping. S. M.
1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep?
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.

2 The Son of God in tears,
Angels with wonder see!
Be thou astonish'd, O

my

soul,

He shed those tears for thee.

3 He wept that we might weep;
Each sin demands a tear:

In heaven alone no sin is found,

And there's no weeping there.

Beddome.

258. Bearing the Cross. C. M. 1 Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame, And bear the cross for me?

And shall I fear to own thy name,
Or thy disciple be?

2 Formid it, Lord, that I should dread
To suffer shame or loss;

Oh, let me in thy footsteps tread,

And glory in thy cross.

3 Inspire my soul with life divine, And holy courage bold;

Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine, Nor love nor zeal grow cold.

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4 Say to my soul, "Why dost thou fear "The face of feeble clay?

"Behold thy Saviour ever near,

"Will guard thee in the way."

5 Oh how my soul would rise and run
At this reviving word;
Nor any painful suff'rings shun,
To follow thee, my Lord.
6 Let sinful men reproach, defame,
And call me what they will,
If I may glorify thy name,
And be thy servant still.

Kirkhara

259. Holy Fortitude. C. M.

1 Am I soldier of the cross?

A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?

2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease?

While others fought to win the prize,
And sail'd through bloody seas?

3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?

Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

4 Sure, I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord;
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.

5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They view the triumph from afar,
With faith's discerning eye.

260. Watch and Pray. S. M. 1 My soul, be on thy guard,

Ten thousand foes arise;
The hosts of sins are pressing hard,
To draw thee from the skies.
2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray;
The battle ne'er give o'er;
Renew it boldly every day,
And help divine implore.

3 Ne'er think the victory won,

Nor once at ease sit down:

Thy arduous work will not be done
Till thou hast got thy crown.

261. Self-Denial. C. M.

1 And must I part with all I have,
My dearest Lord, for thee?

I own thy claim, thyself hast done
Much more than this for me.

Watts.

Heath.

2 Yes, let it go-one look from thee
Will more than make amends
For all the losses I sustain,

Of credit, riches, friends.

3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives,
How worthless they appear
Compar'd with thee, supremely good,
Divinely bright and fair!

4 Saviour of souls, could I from thee
A single smile obtain,
Though destitute of all things else,
I'd glory in my gain.

Rippon

262. Christian Warfare. S. M.

1 Soldiers of Christ, arise,

And put your armor on,

Strong in the strength which God supplies
Through his eternal Son;

2 Strong in the Lord of Hosts,

And in his mighty power;

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,

Is more than conqueror.

3 Stand then in his great might,

With all his strength endued;
But take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God;