From "Sacred Songs and Solos," by permission. LIFE FOR A LOOK. 8 I THERE is life for a look at the Crucified One, Then look, sinner, look unto Him and be saved; 2 Oh! why was He there as the Bearer of sin, Oh! why from His side flowed the sin-cleansing Blood, 3 It is not thy tears of repentance, or prayers, But the Blood that atones for the soul; On Him, then, Who shed It, thou mayest at once 4 His anguish of Soul on the Cross hast thou seen? Then why, if the terrors of wrath He endured, 5 There is life for a look at the Crucified One, From "Sacred Songs and Solos," by permission. I THERE were ninety and nine that safely lay | 4 "Lord, whence are those Blood-drops all In the shelter of the fold; But one was out on the hills away, Far off from the gates of gold, Away on the mountains wild and bare, 2 "Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine, 3 But none of the ransomed ever knew Ere He found His sheep that was lost. the way, That mark out the mountain's track?" "They were shed for one who had gone S. JOHN DAMASCENE. I THOSE eternal Bowers Man hath never trod, Round the Throne of God; 2 He, who gladly barters All on earthly ground; Clinging to the nation Of the Blest above. 3 Shame upon you, legions Past imagining! 4 While I do my duty, Struggling through the tide, Of this world's distress, Oh! the future glory! Oh! the loveliness! Amen. MARGARET. From "North Coates Supplemental Tune Book," by permission. Rev. T. R. MATTHEWS. I THOU didst leave Thy Throne and Thy 3 The foxes found rest, and the bird had its kingly Crown When Thou camest to earth for me; [no room O come to my heart, Lord Jesus, 2 Heaven's arches rang when the Angels sang, But in lowly birth didst Thou come to earth, O come to my heart, Lord Jesus, In the shade of the cedar tree; [nest 5 When the heavens shall ring, At Thy coming to victory, O come to my heart, Lord Jesus, and the Angels sing Let Thy Voice call me home, saying, "Yet there is room, O come to my heart, Lord Jesus, There is room in my heart for Thee. Amen. I THROUGH the night of doubt and sorrow Onward goes the pilgrim band, Singing songs of expectation, Marching to the Promised Land. Clear before us through the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding Light; Brother clasps the hand of brother, Stepping fearless through the night. 2 One the Light of God's Own Presence O'er His ransomed people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread : One the object of our journey, One the faith that never tires, One the earnest looking forward, One the hope our God inspires: 3 One the strain that lips of thousands 4 Onward therefore, pilgrim brothers, And the end of toil and gloom. Amen. |