3 Jesus! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, 342
My Prophet, Priest, and King; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring.
4 Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought.
5 Till then I would thy love proclaim, With every fleeting breath; And may the music of thy name, Refresh my soul in death,
JESUS, the very thought of thee, With sweetness fills my breast: But sweeter far thy face to see,
And in thy presence rest.
2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind!
3 O Hope of every contrite heart!
O Joy of all the meek!
To those who fall, how kind thou art! How good to those who seek!
4 But what to those who find? Ah! this, Nor tongue nor pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but his loved ones know.
5 Jesus, our only joy be thou, As thou our prize wilt be; Jesus, be thou our glory now, And through eternity.
1. Oh, could I speak the match-less worth, Oh, could I sound the glories forth,
Which in my Saviour shine! I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel,
Он, could I speak the matchless worth, Oh, could I sound the glories forth,
Which in my Saviour shine! I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes almost divine.
2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt, Of sin and wrath divine! I'd sing his glorious righteousness, In which all-perfect heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine.
3 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted on his throne:
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days
Make all his glories, known.
4 Well-the delightful day will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face :
Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in his grace.
Он, that I could forever sit, With Mary at the Master's feet! Be this my happy choice,- My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice!
2 Oh that I could, with favored John, Recline my weary head upon
The dear Redeemer's breast: From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord! to find in thee My everlasting rest!
3 God only knows the love of God; Oh, that it now were shed abroad
In this poor stony heart! For this I sigh; for thee I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine the better part!
1. Awake,my soul, to joyful lays,And sing the great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me: His
loving-kindness, oh, how free! Loving-kindness, Loving-kindness, His loving-kindness, oh, how free!
LOVE divine, all love excelling,- Joy of heaven, to carth come down! Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
All thy faithful mercies crown: Jesus! thou art all compassion,
Pure, unbounded love thou art; Visit us with thy salvation,
Enter every trembling heart.
2 Breathe, oh, breathe thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast! Let us all in thee inherit,
Let us find thy promised rest: Come, almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy life receive! Speedily return, and never,
Never more thy temples leave! 3 Finish then thy new creation, Pure, unspotted may we be: Let us see our whole salvation Perfectly secured by thee! Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place; Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
ALL is dying; hearts are breaking Which to ours were closely bound: And the lips have ceased from speaking Which once uttered such sweet sound; And the arms are powerless lying,
Which were our support and stay; And the eyes are dim and dying, Which once watched us night and day.
2 Everything we love and cherish Hastens onward to the grave; Earthly joys and pleasures perish, And whate'er the world e'er gave. All is fading, all is fleeing;
Earthly flames must cease to glow, Earthly beings cease from being, Earthly blossoms cease to blow. 3 Yet unchanged while all decayeth, Jesus stands upon the dust; Lean on me alone, he sayeth; Hope and love, and firmly trust! Oh, abide, abide with Jesus,
Who himself forever lives, Who from death eternal frees us, Yea, who life eternal gives!
All to leave, and follow thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be! Perish, every fond ambition,
All I've sought, or hoped, or known, Yet how rich is my condition,
God and heaven are still own! my 2 Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Saviour, too; Human hearts and looks deceive meThou art not, like them, untrue; Oh! while thou dost smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends disown me, Show thy face, and all is bright. 3 Man may trouble and distress me,
'T will but drive me to thy breast, Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest! Oh! 't is not in grief to harm me,
While thy love is left to me; Oh! 't were not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee.
4 Go then, earthly fame and treasure! Come disaster, scorn, and pain ! In thy service pain is pleasure, With thy favor, loss is gain.
I have called thee, Abba, Father! I have stayed my heart on thee! Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me.
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