They shall be well supplied, and fed With living streams and living bread.
5 Blest are the men whose mercies move To acts of kindness and of love;
From Christ, the Lord, shall they obtain Like sympathy and love again.
6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean, Who never tread the ways of sin; With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity.
7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the coals of growing strife; They shall be called the heirs of bliss, The sons of God-the God of peace.
8 Blest are the faithful, who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord; Eternal life is their reward.
THE CHRISTIAN VIEWED IN VARIOUS RELATIONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES.
Vital Union to Christ.
1 DEAR Saviour, we are thine
By everlasting bonds:
Our hearts, our souls we would resign, Entirely to thy hands.
2 To thee we still would cleave With ever-growing zeal;
If millions tempt us Christ to leave, Oh let them ne'er prevail.
3 Thy Spirit shall unite
Our souls to thee, our head; Shall form us to thy image bright, And teach thy paths to tread.
4 Death may our souls divide
From these abodes of clay; But love shall keep us near thy side, Through all the gloomy way.
5 Since Christ and we are one,
Why should we doubt or fear?
If he in heaven hath fixed his throne, He'll fix his members there.
Alfreton. Hague 1 WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, To thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes,
To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord? And can my hope, my comfort die?— Tis fixed on thine almighty word- That word which built the earth and sky? 3 If my immortal Saviour lives,
Then my immortal life is sure: His word a firm foundation gives; Here I may build—and rest secure. 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell; Forever sure the promise stands: Not all the powers of earth, or hell, Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 5 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose! If Jesus is forever mine,
Not death itself-that last of foes- Shall break a union so divine.
1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives; What joy the blest assurance gives! He lives-he lives! who once was dead, He lives, my everlasting head!
2 He lives to bless me with his love, He lives to plead for me above: He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to help in time of need.
3 He lives, and grants me daily breath, He lives, and I shall conquer death; He lives my mansion to prepare, He lives to bring me safely there. 4 He lives!-all glory to his name! He lives, my Saviour, still the same; How great the joy this sentence gives, 'I know that my Redeemer lives!'
Deriving Strength from Christ.
1 LET me but hear my Saviour say, 'Strength shall be equal to thy day;' Then I rejoice in deep distress, Upheld by all-sufficient grace. 2 I can do all things-or can bear All suffering, if my Lord be there; Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, While he my sinking head sustains.
3 I glory in infirmity,
That Christ's own power may rest on me; When I am weak-then am I
strong; Grace is my shield—and Christ my song.
Living by Faith on the Son of God.
1 BLEST Jesus, while in mortal flesh I hold my frail abode,
Still would my spirit rest on thee, My Saviour, and my God.
2 On thy dear cross I fix my eyes, Then raise them to thy seat; Till love dissolves my inmost soul, At my Redeemer's feet.
3 Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms; Be dead to every sin;
And tell the boldest foe without, That Jesus reigns within.
1 SON of God, thy blessing grant, Still supply my every want; Tree of life, thine influence shed, With thy fruit my spirit feed.
P 2 Tenderest branch, alas! am I; Without thee, I droop and die; Weaker than a bruised reed, Help I every moment need. 3 All my hopes on thee depend; Love me, save me, to the end! Give me thy supporting grace, Take the everlasting praise.
1 HOW blest the sacred tie, that binds In sweet communion kindred minds! How swift the heavenly course they run, Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one! 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! What tender love!—what holy fear! How does the generous flame within Refine from earth-and cleanse from sin! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow For human guilt, and human wo;' Their ardent prayers together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4 Together oft they seek the place Where God reveals his smiling face: How high, how strong their raptures swell, There's none but kindred souls can tell. 5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire, When dimly burns frail nature's fire: Then shall they meet in realms above- A heaven of joy-a heaven of love.
1 BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love! The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above.
2 Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one- Our comforts and our cares.
3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
4 When we are called to part, It gives us mutual pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again.
mf 5 This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way;
While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day.
6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, From sin, we shall be free; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity.
1 HOW sweet, how heavenly is the sight, When those that love the Lord, In one another's peace delight, And thus fulfil his word!-
2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part;
When sorrow flows from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart:
3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above,
Each can his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love:-
4 When love, in one delightful stream, Through every bosom flows;
And union sweet, and dear esteem, In every action glows.
mf 5 Love is the golden chain, that binds The happy souls above;
And he's an heir of heaven, that finds His bosom glow with love.
1 SWEET the time-exceeding sweet! When the saints together meet, When the Saviour is the theme, When they join to sing of him.
2 Sing we then eternal love, Such as did the Father move: He beheld the world undone, Loved the world-and gave his Son. 3 Sing the Son's amazing love; How he left the realms above, Took our nature, and our place, Lived and died to save our race.
4 Sing we too the Spirit's love; With our wretched hearts he strove; Filled our minds with grief and fear, Brought the precious Saviour near.
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