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HYMN 359. C. M. Funeral Hymn. [b]
Think upon Me. Neh. v, 19.
I lift my heart to thee;
Dear Lord, remember me.
My sins lie heavily:
In love, remember me.
Shame and reproaches be;
If thou remember me.
p 4 The hour is near-consigned to death,
I own the just decree;
I'll cry-Remember me.
HYMN 360. 8 & 7. Smyrna. [b]
In deep Affliction. p1 FULL of trembling expectation,
T Feeling much, and fearing more, Mighty God of my salvation,
I thy timely aid implore : Suffering Son of Man, be near me,
All my sufferings to sustain, By thy sorer griefs to cheer me,
"By thy more than mortal pain. -2 By thy most severe temptation,
In that dark, Satanic hour;
Screen me from the adverse power;
"By thy bloody sweat, I pray, Write upon my heart the pardon,
Take my sins and fears away. 3 By the travail of thy spirit,
By thine outcry on the tree, By thine agonizing merit,
In my pangs remember me ! By thy death I thee conjure,
A weak, dying soul befriend; Make me patient to endure;
Make me faithful to the end. C. WESLEY.
HYMN 361. C. M. Dedham. [b]
Hope in Trouble. 1 W HEN musing sorrow weeps the past,
W And mourns the present pain, 'Tis sweet to think of peace at last,
And feel that death is gain. 2 'Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise,
And dread a Father's will, 'Tis not that meek submission flies,
And would not suffer still :
3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys
The path that leads to light,
And lose herself in sight.
To see him face to face,
Sufficient art to trace,
The pangs of struggling sin;
And ends the strife within.
From earth-born wo and care,
My Saviour's bliss to share !
HYMN 362. C. M. Abridge. [*]
Gospel Comforts. p1 W HEN languor and disease invade
W This trembling house of clay, 'Tis sweet to look beyond our cage,
And long to fly away. e 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend
The whispers of his love; Sweet to look upward to the place
Where Jesus pleads above. 3 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest,
Whose love can never end; Sweet on his covenant of grace,
For all things to depend. 4 Sweet in the confidence of faith,
To trust his firm decrees; Sweet to lie passive in his hands,
And know no will but his.
What must the fountain be,
HYMN 363. S. M. Olmutz. [*]
I Down from the willows take ;
u Loud to the praise of love divine,
Bid every string awake.
We are not far from home,
We every moment come.
Stronger and brighter shine ;
Shall quench the love divine.
That stays himself on thee ! Who waits for thy salvation, Lord,
Shall thy salvation see.
HYMN 364. P. M. Haddam. [*]
The Cross the way to the Crown. 81 T OOK up to yonder world,
U See myriads round the throne ! Each bears a golden harp,
And wears a sacred crown: s With zeal they strikel And strive to raise
The sacred lyre, | Their praises higher. 2 Believing in his Name,
They in his footsteps trod;
Their only plea his blood;
Like them our course to run ?
That crown must first be won :
HYMN 365. L. M. Luton. [*] The Redeemed round the Throne. Rev. vii, 9–17. 01 T 0! round the throne, at God's right hand,
I The saints, in countless myriads, stand ; Of every tongue, redeemed to God, Arrayed in garments washed in blood.
2 Through tribulation great they came;
Him day and night they ceaseless praise,
Through endless years to live and reign!
HYMN 366. 7s. Evening Hymn. [*]
The Redeemed in Heaven. 1 W HAT are these in bright array,
V This innumerable throng, Round the altar night and day, Hymning one triumphant song : “ Worthy is the Lamb once slain, Blessing, honour, glory, power, Wisdom, riches, to obtain, New dominion, every hour.” 2 These through fiery trials trod, These from great affliction came; Now before the throne of God, Sealed with his almighty name; Clad in raiment pure and white, Victor-palms in every hand, Through their dear Redeemer's might, More than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, On immortal fruits they feed; Them, the Lamb amidst the throne, Shall to living fountains lead : Joy and gladness banish sighs, Perfect love dispels all fears, And for ever from their eyes, God shall wipe away the tears. MONTGOMERY.