2 The few that truly call Thee LORD, And wait Thy sanétifying Word," And Thee, their utmost SAVIOUR OWN, Unite, and perfect them in one. 3 In them let all mankind behold 4 O might my lot be cast with these, O that my LORD would count me meet 5 LORD, if I now Thy drawings feel, 1 2 Hymn. Church meeting. AND are we yet alive, And see each other's face? What troubles have we seen! Fightings without, and fears within, 3 4 5. 2 3 4 But out of all the LORD Hath brought us by His love: Then let us make our boast Which saves us to the uttermost, Let us take up the cross, Till we the crown obtain; And gladly reckon all things loss, Hymn. Church meeting. JESU, we look to Thee, Thy promis'd presence claim; Thy Name salvation is, Which here we come to prove; Thy Name is life, and health, and peace, And everlasting love. Not in the name of pride Or selfishness we meet; From Nature's paths we turn aside, And worldly thoughts forget. We meet the grace to take, Which Thou hast freely giv'n; We meet on earth for Thy dear sake, 5 Present we know Thou art; 6 O may Thy quick'ning voice Hymn. Church meeting. + SEE, JESUS, Thy disciples see, 2 Thee we expect, our faithful LORD, 3 With us Thou art assembled here; 4 Whom now we seek, O may we meet! JESUS, the crucified! Show us Thy bleeding hands and feet, 5 Cause us the record to receive! 1 2 3 Hymn. Church rejoicing. SAVIOUR of sinful men, Thy mighty Name hath been Hath sav'd us from the world and sin, But what a mighty change Shall JESU's suff'rers know! While o'er the happy plains they range, 4 No ill-requited love Shall there our spirits wound: No base ingratitude above; No sin in heay'n is found. 5 No slightest touch of pain, Nor sorrow's least alloy, 6 Can violate our rest, or stain Our purity of joy. In that eternal day. No clouds nor tempests rise: There gushing tears are wip'd away Hymn. Church rejoicing. 1 COME, all whoe'er have set Your faces Sion-ward, In JESUS let us meet, And praise our common LORD; 2 Nearer and nearer still We to our country come; The weary pilgrim's home; 3 The ransom'd sons of GOD, With songs of praise return: From strength to strength we still proceed, With crowns of joy upon our head. 4 The peace and joy of faith Each moment may we feel! 5 Our BROTHER, SAVIOUR, HEAD, And in His steps who tread, We soon His face shall see; Shall see Him with our glorious friends, |