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D. C.

322.

Clinging to the cross.

1. Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From thy wounded side which flow'd,
Be of sin the double cure,-
Save from wrath and make me pure.
2. Could my tears forever flow,-
Could my zeal no languor know,-
These for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and thou alone:
In my hand no price I bring;
Simply to the cross I cling.

3. While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyes shall close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold thee on thy throne,-
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee.

323.

The Light of Life. 1. O disclose thy lovely face! Quicken all my drooping powers; Gasps my fainting soul for grace, As a thirsty land for showers: Hasten, Lord, no more delay; Come, my Saviour, come away. 2. Dark and cheerless is the morn, Unaccompanied by thee; Joyless is the day's return,

Till thy mercy's beams I see; Till thou inward life impart, Glad my eyes and warm my heart. 3. Visit then this soul of mine;

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, Radiancy divine;

Scatter all my unbelief: More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day.

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324.

The husband and father awaiting death. 2. Trusting in thy word alone,

I to thee my children leave: Call my little ones thy own;

Give them all thy blessings, give: Keep them while on earth they breathe;| Save their souls from endless death. 3. Whom I to thy grace commend, Into thy embraces take; Be her sure, immortal Friend,

Save her, for my Saviour's sake: Free from sin, from sorrow free, Let my widow trust in thee.

4. Father of the fatherless,

Husband of the widow, prove; Me and mine persist to bless; Tell me we shall meet above: Seal the promise on my heart; Bid me then in peace depart.

325.

Death of a child.

1. Wherefore should I make my moan, Now the darling child is dead?

He to early rest is gone,

He to paradise is fled:
I shall go to him, but he
Never shall return to me.
2. God forbids his longer stay;
God recalls the precious loan;
God hath taken him away,

From my bosom to his own:
Surely what he wills is best;
Happy in his will I rest.

3. Faith cries out,-It is the Lord, Let him do as seems him good! Be thy holy name adored;

Take the gift awhile bestow'd: Take the child no longer mine; Thine he is, forever thine.

1. Hearts of stone, relent, relent! Break, by Jesus' cross subdued; See his body mangled, rent,

Stain'd and cover'd with his blood! Sinful soul, what hast thou done? Crucified the' eternal Son.

2. Yes, thy sins have done the deed;
Driven the nails that fix'd him there;
Crown'd with thorns his sacred head;
Plunged into his side the spear;
Made his soul a sacrifice,
While for sinful man he dies.

3. Wilt thou let him bleed in vain ?
Still to death thy Lord pursue?
Open all his wounds again,

And the shameful cross renew? No; with all my sins I'll part; Saviour, take my broken heart.

331.

Come, and welcome.

1. From the cross uplifted high,
Where the Saviour deigns to die,
What melodious sounds we hear
Bursting on the ravish'd ear:--
Love's redeeming work is done-
Come and welcome, sinner, come!
2. Sprinkled now with blood the throne-
Why beneath thy burdens groan?
On his pierced body laid,
Justice owns the ransom paid;
Bow the knee,-embrace the Son-
Come and welcome, sinner, come!

3. Spread for thee, the festal board
See with richest bounty stored;
To thy Father's bosom press'd,
Thou shalt be a child confess'd,
Never from his house to roam;
Come and welcome, sinner, come!