92. Complaint. L. M. Parmenter. 1. Spare us, O Lord, a-loud we cry; Nor let our sun go down at noon; Thy years are one e-ternal day, And must thy chil-dren Thy years are one e are ternal day, And 94. Greenwich. L. M. (Ancient Harmony.) Reed. Lord, what a tho'tless wretch was I, To mourn and murmur and re-pine, To see the wicked plac'd on high, In pride and robes of honor shine. But, O their end, their dreadful end, Thy sanctu-a-ry taught me 95. 1. 0! for Majesty. C. M. (1.) Billings. a thousand tongues to sing My great Re-deemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The tri umphs of his grace. My gra-cious Mas-ter and my God, Assist me to pro - claim To spread thro' all the earth a-broad The hon-ors of thy name; To spread thro' all the earth a-broad The honors of thy name. 2 My gracious Master, and my God, 3 Jesus! the Name that charms our fears, "Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin, He sets the pris'ner free; | His blood can make the foulest clean; His blood avail'd for me. 5 He speaks,—and, list'ning to His voice, 6 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye lumb. 96. Believer. C. M. H. P. Main. (296.) 1. How sweet the name of Je-sus sounds In a be-liev-er's ear; It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives a 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, | 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend, And calms the troubled breast; "Tis manna to the hungry soul And to the weary, rest. 8 Dear Name, the rock on which I build, My Prophet, Priest, and King, 5 I would thy boundless love proclaim Northfield. C. M. 97. (483.) 98. 1 I know that my Redeemer lives, A token of his love he gives- 2 I find him lifting up my head; 3 He wills that I should holy be! 4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word; Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord, And to thyself receive. 5 When God is mine, and I am his, Of paradise possess'd, I taste unutterable bliss (704.) 1 Jesus, united by thy grace, 3 Make us into one spirit drink; 2 Pass me not, O God, my Father, Sinful though my heart may Even me, Let some droppings fall on me. Thou might'st leave me, but the 8 Pass me not, O gracious Saviour, Let me live and cling to thee: Fain I'm longing for thy favor; Whilst thou'rt calling, call for me-Even me. 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, Thou canst make the blind to see: Witnesses of Jesus' merit, Speak the word of power to meEven me. 100. 5 Love of God, so pure and changeless: Blood of Christ, so rich and free; Grace of God, so rich and boundless, Magnify it all in me Even me. 6 Pass me not, thy lost one bringing; Jesus is There. 1. Haste, my dull soul, arise, Cast off thy care; Press to thy native skies, suff'rings o'er, He all your 2 Souls for the marriage feast, Robed and prepared; Holy must be each guest, Jesus is there. Saints bear victorious palms, Bride of the Lamb, thy charms burdens bore; Je - sus is there. 3 Heaven's bliss is perfect, pure, Jesus is there; Heaven's bliss is ever sure, Thou art its heir. What makes its hymns so sweet? What makes its joys complete? There we our friends shall meet Jesus is there. |