3 But Thou hast brethren here below, The partners of Thy grace,

And wilt confess their humble names
Before Thy Father's face.

1047

Rev. William Croswell. (1804-1851.) 1831.

Following Christ.

And visited and cheered;

And in their accents of distress

My Saviour's voice is heard.

5 Thy face, with reverence and with love,

I in Thy poor would see;

O rather let me beg my bread

Than hold it back from Thee.

1046

Rev. Philip Doddridge. (1702-1751.) 1755.

"The Poor always with you."
Matt. xxvi. 11.

I LORD, lead the way the Saviour went,
By lane and cell obscure,

And let our treasures still be spent,
Like His, upon the poor.

2 Like Him, through scenes of deep distress,
Who bore the world's sad weight,
We, in their crowded loneliness,
Would seek the desolate.

3 For Thou hast placed us side by side
In this wide world of ill;
And that Thy followers may be tried,
The poor are with us still.

BARBY. C. M.

William Tansur. (1699-1774.) 1735.

2 If Thou for me such love didst bear,
Shall I not love again?

For all are objects of Thy care;
Thy love doth all sustain.

3 If we have love for Thee in heaven,
'Tis seen by love on earth:
Love only, love which God hath given,
Doth prove our heavenly birth.

4 Love is of life the only sign,

Love is our vital breath;
Love only shows the child divine,
Love only conquers death.

5 Whate'er we do, where'er we go,
Let love our sonship prove:
Our lives the fire celestial show,
Our thoughts and words be love.

Rev. Isaac Williams. (1802-1865.) 1842. ab. and alt.

4 O guide us till our path is done,
And we have reached the shore
Where Thou, our everlasting Sun,
Art shining evermore.

5 We wait in faith, and turn our face
To where the daylight springs,

Till Thou shalt come our gloom to chase, With healing on Thy wings.

Rev. John Mason Neale. (1818-1866.) 1854. ab.

I WORKMAN of God, O lose not heart,
But learn what God is like;
And in the darkest battle-field
Thou shalt know where to strike.

2 Thrice blest is he to whom is given
The instinct that can tell

That God is on the field, when He
Is most invisible.

3 Blest too is he who can divine,
Where real right doth lie,

And dares to take the side that seems
Wrong to man's blindfold eye.

4 Then learn to scorn the praise of men, And learn to lose with God;

For Jesus won the world through shame,
And beckons thee His road.

5 For right is right, since God is God
And right the day must win;
To doubt would be disloyalty,
To falter would be sin.

Rev. Frederick William Faber. (1814-1863.) 1849. ab.

2 Wondrous honor hast Thou given
To our humblest charity;
In Thine own mysterious sentence,
"Ye have done it unto Me."
Can it be, O gracious Master,

Thou dost deign for alms to sue,
Saying, by Thy poor and needy,

"Give, as I have given to you?"

3 Yes: the sorrow and the suffering, Which on every hand we see, Channels are for tithes and offerings,

Due by solemn right to Thee;
Right of which we may not rob Thee;

Debt we may not choose but pay,
Lest that Face of love and pity

Turn from us another day.

4 Lord of glory, who hast bought us
With Thy life-blood as the price,
Never grudging for the lost ones

That tremendous sacrifice,
Give us faith, to trust Thee boldly,
Hope to stay our souls on Thee;
But, O best of all Thy graces,
Give us Thine own charity.

Be His kingdom now promoted,
Let the earth her Monarch know;
Be my all to Him devoted,

To my Lord my all I owe.

2 With my substance I will honor
My Redeemer and my Lord;
Were ten thousand worlds my manor,
All were nothing to His word.
While the heralds of salvation,

His abounding grace proclaim,
Let His friends of every station
Gladly join to spread His fame.
Rev. Benjamin Francis. (1734--1799.) 1787. ab

1054

"Cast thy Bread upon the Waters."
Eccl. xi. 1.

I CAST thy bread upon the waters,
Thinking not 't is thrown away;
God Himself saith, thou shalt gather
It again some future day.

2 Cast thy bread upon the waters;
Wildly though the billows roll,
They but aid thee as thou toilest

Truth to spread from pole to pole. 3 As the seed, by billows floated, To some distant island lone, So to human souls benighted, That thou flingest may be borne. 4 Cast thy bread upon the waters;

Why wilt thou still doubting stand? Bounteous shall God send the harvest, If thou sow'st with liberal hand.

Mrs. J. H. Hanaford. 1852. ab. and alt

2 May we Thy bounties thus

As stewards true receive,
And gladly, as Thou blessest us,
To Thee our first-fruits give.

3 O, hearts are bruised and dead,

And homes are bare and cold,

And lambs, for whom the Shepherd bled,
Are straying from the fold.

4 To comfort and to bless,

To find a balm for woe,

To tend the lone and fatherless,
Is angels' work below.

5 The captive to release,

To God the lost to bring,

To teach the way of life and peace,

It is a Christ-like thing.

6 And we believe Thy word,

Though dim our faith may be;
Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord,
We do it unto Thee.

Rev. William Walsham How. (1823-) 1854.

1056 "Bear ye one another's Burdens."

Gal. vi. 2.

I O PRAISE Our God to-day,

His constant mercy bless, Whose love hath helped us on our way, And granted us success.

2 His arm the strength imparts

Our daily toil to bear;

His grace alone inspires our hearts,
Each other's load to share.

3 O happiest work below,
Earnest of joy above,

To sweeten many a cup of woe,
By deeds of holy love!

4 Lord, may it be our choice
This blessed rule to keep,

"Rejoice with them that do rejoice, And weep with them that weep."

5 God of the widow, hear;

Our work of mercy bless;

God of the fatherless, be near,

I HAPPY the man, who knows

His Master to obey ;

Whose life of care and labor flows,
Where God points out the way.

2 He riseth to his task,

Soon as the word is given;
Nor waits, nor doth a question ask,
When orders come from heaven.

3 Nothing he calls his own;

Nothing he hath to say;

His feet are shod for God alone,
And God alone obey.

4 Give us, O God, this mind,

Which waits for Thy command, And doth its highest pleasure find In Thy great work to stand. Rev. Thomas Cogswell Upham. (1799-1872.) 1872