584 Remember, I'm the sinner 4. Tell me the same old story, Yes, and when that world's glory Tell me the old, old story, 'Christ Jesus makes thee whole.' Elizabeth C. Clephane, 1830-69. THERE were ninety and nine that safely lay In the shelter of the fold, And one was out on the hills away, 2 'Lord, thou hast here thy ninety and nine; But the Shepherd made answer: This of mine Has wandered away from me; And although the road be rough and steep, I go to the desert to find my sheep.’ 3 But none of the ransomed ever knew How deep were the waters crossed; Out in the desert he heard its cry- 4 'Lord, whence are those blood-drops all the way, That mark out the mountain's track?' 'They were shed for one that had gone astray Ere the Shepherd could bring him back.' 'Lord, whence are thy hands so rent and torn?' ‘They are pierced to-night by many a thorn.' 5. And all through the mountains, thunder-riven, And up from the rocky steep, There rose a cry to the gates of heaven, And the Angels echoed around the throne, 585 Emily E. S. Elliott, 1835-97. HOU didst leave thy throne and thy kingly THOU crown When thou camest to earth for me; But in Bethlehem's home was there found no room For thy holy nativity. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus; There is room in my heart for thee. 2 Heaven's arches rang when the Angels sang, But in lowly birth didst thou come to earth, 3 The foxes found rest, and the birds had their nest In the shade of the cedar tree; But thy couch was the sod, O thou Son of God, In the deserts of Galilee. 4 Thou camest, O Lord, with the living word That should set thy people free; But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn They bore thee to Calvary. 5. When heaven's arches shall ring, and her choirs shall sing At thy coming to victory, Let thy voice call me home, saying, Yet there is room, There is room at my side for thee. See also the List of Simple Hymns in the Musical Edition. 586 PART IX. AT CATECHISM. K. Hankey. DVENT tells us, Christ is near : A Christmas tells us Christ is here! In Epiphany we trace All the glory of his grace. 2 Those three Sundays before Lent 3 Holy Week and Easter, then, 4 Yes, and Christ ascended, too, 5 Then, he sent the Holy Ghost, Well may we keep Whitsuntide! 6. Last of all, we humbly sing 587 Suitable also for Adults. Mrs. C. F. Alexander, 1823-95. A The Lord God made them all. The sunset and the morning, 5* The tall trees in the greenwood, We gather every day ; 6. He gave us eyes to see them, 588 Bishop W. W. How, 1823-97. EHOLD a little Child, BELaid in a manger bed; The wintry blasts blow wild But who is this so lowly laid? 'Tis he by whom the worlds were made. 2 Alas in what poor state The Son of God is seen; 3 Where Joseph plies his trade, The hands that all things made Among the doctors see The Boy so full of grace; The scholar's lowly place? That Christian boys, with reverence meet, 5. Christ once thyself a boy, 589 Our boyhood guard and guide ; And still with us abide, That thy dear love, so great and free, D's Mrs. C. F. Alexander, 1823-95. no sinful action, Speak no angry word; 2 Christ is kind and gentle, Must be holy too. |