10 JESUS, ever present, O Shepherd, ever kind, Thy very name is music To ear and heart and mind: 2 How oft to sure destruction And wounded sore by sin, Thy hand has gently raised me, 30 Shepherd good, I follow Wherever Thou wilt lead; In death shall make me bold; L. Tuttiett. A men. 163 He that cometh to Me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on Me shall never thirst.-JOHN vi. 35. ESUS, Thou Joy of loving hearts, Thou Fount of life, Thou Light of men; From the best bliss that earth imparts, We turn unfilled to Thee again. 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Thou savest those that on Thee call; To them that seek Thee Thou art good, To them that find Thee, All in all ! 3 We taste Thee, O Thou Living Bread, And long to feast upon Thee still; We drink of Thee, the Fountain-Head, And thirst our souls from Thee to fill. 4 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee, Where'er our changeful lot is cast; Glad, when Thy gracious smile we see, Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast. 50 Jesus, ever with us stay, Make all our moments calm and bright, Chase the dark night of sin away, Shed o'er the world Thy holy light. Bernard of Clairvaux, tr. Ray Palmer. 1 164 There is a Friend that sticketh closer than a brother.-PROV. xviii. 24. THOU, my soul, forget no more The Friend who all thy misery bore: Let every idol be forgot, But, O my soul, forget Him not. 2 Jesus for thee a body takes, 4 Infinite truth and mercy shine In Him, and He Himself is thine: 5 Ah! no; till life itself depart, His name shall cheer and warm my heart; Krishnu Pal, tr. J. Marshman. 166 cr Costly, free, and knows no end: 2 Which of all our friends, to save us, Could, or would, have shed his blood? But the Saviour died to have us Reconciled in Him to God: This was boundless love indeed! mp 3 When He lived on earth abased, 'Friend of sinners' was His name; Now, above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same: Still He calls them brethren, friends, mf 4 Could we bear from one another p 50 for grace our hearts to soften! cr What a Friend we have above: But, when home our souls are brought, Croft's 148tb. 66.66.88. Amen. 167 f1 JOIN wisdom, love, and power, OIN all the glorious names That ever mortals knew, That angels ever bore; All are too mean to speak His worth, Too mean to set my Saviour forth. Great Prophet of my God, My tongue would bless Thy name: By Thee the joyful news $2 The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of our salvation came; Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. if 3 f4 Jesus, my great High Priest, Offered His blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside: His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. My Saviour and my Lord, My Conqueror and my King! Thine is the power: behold I sit |