See the suff'ring church of Christ,
Gather'd from all quarters:
All contain'd in that red list

Were not murder'd martyrs.

3 The Holy Ghost will make the soul
Feel its sad condition;

For the sick, and not the whole,
Need the good Physician.

4 Of that mighty multitude,
Who of life were winners,
This we safely may conclude,
All were wretched sinners.

5 All were loathsome in God's sight,
Till the blood of Jesus

Wash'd their robes, and made them white;
Now they sing his praises.

718.

Baptism.

BURIED in baptism with our Lord,
We rise with him to life restored:
Not the bare life in Adam lost,
But richer far, for more it cost.

L. M

2 Water can cleanse the flesh, we own;
But Christ well knows, and Christ alone,
How dear to him our cleansing stood,
Baptized with fire, and bathed in blood.
3 Not but we taste his bitter cup;
But only he could drink it up.
To burn for us was his desire;
And he baptizes us with fire.

What! has the Holy Ghost forgot
To quicken souls that Christ has bought,
And lets them lifeless lie?

4 No, thou almighty Paraclete,

Thou shedd'st thy heavenly influence yet,`
Thou visit'st sinners still:

Thy breath of life, thy quick'ning flame,
Thy power, thy Godhead, still the same,
We own, because we feel.

716.

The Blood of Sprinkling.

L. M.

DEAR dying Friend, we look on thee,
And own our soul offences here;
We built thy cross on Calvary,

And nail'd and pierced thy body there.

2 Yet, let the blood our hands have spilt,
Be sprinkled on each guilty heart,
To purge the conscience well from guilt,
And everlasting life impart.

3 So will we sing thy lovely name,
For grace so rich and freely given;
And tell thy love, and tell our shame,
That one we murder'd gives us heaven.

717.

7.6.

"These are they which came out of great tribulation."

BRETHREN, those who come to bliss
Come through sore temptations.
May we all, remembering this,
Pray for faith and patience,

598

2 See the suff'ring church of Christ, Gather'd from all quarters:

All contain'd in that red list

Were not murder'd martyrs.

3 The Holy Ghost will make the soul
Feel its sad condition;

For the sick, and not the whole,
Need the good Physician.

4 Of that mighty multitude,
Who of life were winners,
This we safely may conclude,
All were wretched sinners.

5 All were loathsome in God's sight,
Till the blood of Jesus

Wash'd their robes, and made them white;
Now they sing his praises.

718.

Baptism..

BURIED in baptism with our Lord,
We rise with him to life restored:
Not the bare life in Adam lost,
But richer far, for more it cost.

L. M

2 Water can cleanse the flesh, we own;
But Christ well knows, and Christ alone,
How dear to him our cleansing stood,
Baptized with fire, and bathed in blood.
3 Not but we taste his bitter cup;
But only he could drink it up.
To burn for us was his desire;
And he baptizes us with fire.

Then thy wonders we'll proclaim, And adore thy matchless name. 7 Endless blessings rest on thee! Thou hast set the captive free; We would shout aloud and sing, Glory to our God and King.. 721.

Praise for a Complete Saviour.

L.M.

To him that loved us, ere we lay Conceal'd within the passive clay; To him that loved us though we fell, And saved us from the pains of hell; 2 To him that found us dead in sin, And planted holy life within;

To him that taught our feet the way. From endless night to endless day; 3 To him that wrought our righteousness, And sanctified us by his grace;

To him that brought us back to God, Through the red sea of his own blood; 4 To him that sits upon the throne, The great eternal Three in One; To him let saints and angels raise An everlasting song of praise.

722.

"At evening time it shall be light."-Zech. xiv. 7.

WHAT am I, and where am I?
Strange my self and paths appear;
Scarce can lift a thought on high,
Or drop one heart-feeling tear.

78.

2 Yet I feel I'm not at home,
But know not which way to move;
Lest I farther yet should roam,
From the object of my love.

3 Some small glimmering light I have,
Yet too dark to see my way;
Jesus' presence still I crave;
When, O when will it be day?
4 Is the evening time at hand?
Will it then indeed be light?
Will the sun its beams extend,-
Chase away the shades of night?
Will the Lord indeed appear,
Give me light, and joy, and rest,
Drive away my gloomy fear,
Draw me to his lovely breast?

5

6 Then his love is rich and free;
Jesus, let me feel its power,
And my soul will cling to thee,
Love and praise thee and adore.

723.

Come and welcome to Jesus Christ.

8. 7. 4

COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;

Jesus in his love will save you,
Full of pity join'd with power.

He is able,

He is willing, doubt no more.

2 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream;