Thou didst suffer to re-lease us; Thou didst free sal-va-tion bring. D. S. By Thy mer-its we find favor; Life is giv- en thro' Thy name. 2 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, Till in glory we appear. 3 Worship, honor, power and blessing, Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sing our Savior's merits; Help to chant Immanuel's praise! No. 271. (See music above.) I Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us Through this lonely vale of tears, Thro' the changes Thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears; When temptation's darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let Thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in Thy perfect way. No. 272. (See music above.) "Who will go and work to-day? Fields are white, and harvests waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away?" Loud and long the Master calleth, Rich reward He offers free; Who will answer, gladly saying, "Here am I, send me, send me?" 2 Let none hear you idly saying,. "There is nothing I can do," While the souls of men are dying, And the Master calls for you: Take the task He gives you gladly; Let His work your pleasure be; Answer quickly when He calleth, "Here am I, send me, send me." DANIEL MARCH, No. 273. Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed? ISAAC WATTS. AVON. C. M. HUGH WILSON. 1. Alas! and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? 连 Would He de vote that sacred head For such : a worm as I? 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! grace unknown! And love beyond degree! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, [died When Christ, the mighty Maker, For man, the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While His dear cross appears; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. No. 274.. (See music above.) 2 That will not murmur nor complain 3 A faith that shines more bright and 4 That bears, unmoved, the world's dread No. 275. (See music above.) A light to shine upon the road 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, 3. Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest![mourn, I hate the sins that made Thee And drove Thee from my breast. 4 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from Thy throne, WM. COWPER. No. 276. (See music above.) 2 My dying Savior and my God. And cleanse and keep me clean. 3 Wash me and make me thus Thine CHAS. WESLEY. No. 277. My Jesus, as Thou wilt. BENJAMINE SCHMOLKE. WEBER, I. My Jesus, as Thou wilt: O may Thy will be mine; In to Thy 2. My Jesus, as Thou wilt: Tho' seen thro' many a tear, Let not my 3. My Jesus, as Thou wilt: All shall be well for me; Each changing -4 hand of love I would my all re sign. Thro' sor-row or thro' joy, star of hope Grow dim or dis-ap- pear. Since Thou on earth hast wept future scene I glad-ly trust with Thee. Straight to my home above. |