3 Now, with tears of love and joy,
We remember all His pain,-
Sighs, and groans, and dying cry;
For the Lamb for us was slain,
And, from death our souls to save,
Once for us lay in the grave.
4 Hither, sinners, all repair,
And with Jesus Christ be dead,
All are safe from Satan's snare,
Who to Jesus' tomb have fled;
Here the weary and opprest
Find a never-ending rest.
5 Wounded Saviour, full of grace,
Hast thou suffer'd thus for me?
Ah! I hide my blushing face;
How have I requited Thee?
Should not I with ardour burn
Some love's token to return?
6 But, alas, the spark how small!
Scarcely seen at all to glow;
Lord, Thou know'st how short I fall,
And my growth in grace how slow;
Yet, when to Thy cross I fly,
Soon all strange affections die.
7 In Thy death is all my trust,
I have Thee my refuge made;
And, when once consign'd to dust,
In the tomb my body's laid,
Then with saved souls above
I will praise Thy dying love.
8 But while here I'm left behind,
Burden'd with infirmity,
May I help and comfort find
Visiting Gethsemane,
Calvary, and Joseph's tomb,
Till my Sabbath's also come.
239 1 THESS. IV. 14.—“ Them who sleep in Jesus
will God bring with Him."
1 THERE in peace his dust is laid,
Jesus watches o'er his bed;
There in certain hope to lie
Till the trumpet shakes the sky.
2 One more safe;-the race is run!
Bright and brighter was the sun,
Till the shining noon-day glowed
O'er the pilgrim's heavenward road.
3 Yet a few more changing days,
Winter's cold, and sun's bright rays;
Yet a few more flowers to dress
Earth's prolific wilderness;
4 Then round the believer's tomb
Light from Heav'n shall cheer the gloom,
While the prison-house shall shake;-
First the dead in Christ shall wake.
5 Glorious hour! though sons of men
Know not how and know not when,
Lord! 'tis thine to choose the day,-
Theirs to watch, and wait, and pray.
240 1 THESS. IV. 17.-" So shall we ever be with the Lord."
1" FOR ever with the Lord ;"
Amen, so let it be !
Life from the dead is in that word,-
'Tis immortality.
2 Here, in the body pent,
Absent from Him I roam;
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
3 My Father's house on high ;-
Home of my soul how near,-
At times to faith's foreseeing eye
Thy golden gates appear!
4 Ah, then, my spirit faints
To reach the land I love;
The bright inheritance of saints,
Jerusalem above.
5 How shall I meet his eye?
Mine on the cross I cast,
And own my life a Saviour's prize,-
Mercy from first to last.
6 "Knowing as I am known,"How shall I love that word! And oft repeat before the throne, "For ever with the Lord."
7 The trump of final doom
Shall speak the self-same word;
And Heav'n's voice thunder thro' the tomb, "For ever with the Lord."
8 The tomb shall echo deep
That death-awakening sound;
The saints shall hear it in their sleep,
And answer from the ground.
9 Then, when they upward fly,
That Resurrection-word
Shall be their shout of victory,-
"For ever with the Lord."
10 That Resurrection-word,
That shout of victory,
Once more," for ever with the Lord."-
Amen, so let it be!
241 1 THESS. v. 10.-" Whether we wake or
sleep, we shall live together with Him.”
1 YES, the Christian's course is run,
Ended is the glorious strife;
Fought the fight, the work is done,
Death is swallowed up of life!
2 Join we then with one accord
In the new, the joyful song;
Absent from our loving Lord
We shall not continue long.
3 We shall quit the house of clay,
We a better lot shall share,
We shall see the realms of day,-
Meet our happy brother there.
4 Let the world bewail their dead,
Fondly of their loss complain;
Brother, friend, by Jesus freed,
Death to thee, to us is gain!
5 Thou art enter'd into joy,
Let the unbelievers mourn;
We in songs our lives employ,
Till we all to God return.
242 2 TIM. IV. 6.—“ I am now ready to be of fered, and the time of my departure is at hand."
1 I'm going to leave all my sadness,
I'm going to change earth for Heaven;
There, there all is peace, all is gladness,
There pureness and glory are given.
Come quickly then, Jesus! Amen!
2 Friends, weep not in sorrow of spirit,
But joy that my time here is o'er;
I go the good part to inherit,
Where sorrow and sin are no more.
Come quickly then, Jesus! Amen!
3 The shadows of evening are fleeing,
Morn breaks from the city of light;
This moment day starts into being,
Eternity bursts on my sight.
Come quickly then, Jesus! Amen!
4 The first-born redeemed from all trouble,
(The Lamb that was slain in the throng ;)
Their ardour in praising redouble ;-
Breaks not on the ear the new song?
Come quickly then, Jesus! Amen!
5 I'm going to tell their glad story,
To share in their transports of praise
I'm going in garments of glory,
My voice to unite with their lays.
Come quickly then, Jesus! Amen!
6 Ye fetters corrupted then leave me,
Thou body of sin droop and die;
Pains of earth cease ye ever to grieve me,
From you 'tis for ever I fly.
Come quickly then, Jesus! Amen!
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