Hymns-Millennial Dawn 171-261

Hymn 171 - Our King Is Marching On

1 Mine eyes can see the glory of the presence of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage, where the grapes of wrath are stored;
I see the flaming tempest of his swift descending sword:
Our King is marching on.

Chorus
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our King is marching on.

2 I can see His coming judgments, as they circle all the earth,
The signs and groanings promised, to precede a second birth;
I read his righteous sentence in the crumbling thrones of earth:
Our King is marching on.

3 The “Gentile Times” are closing, for their kings have had their day,
And with them sin and sorrow will forever pass away;
The tribe of Judah’s Lion now comes to hold the sway:
Our King is marching on.

4 The “Seventh Trump” is sounding, and our King knows no defeat,
He will sift out the hearts of men before His judgment seat.
Be swift, my soul, to welcome him; be jubilant, my feet:
Our King is marching on.



Hymn 172 - More Love To Thee

1 More love to thee, O Christ!
More love to thee!
Hear thou the prayer I make
On bended knee.
This is my earnest plea:

Chorus
More love, O Christ, to thee!
More love to thee!
More love to thee!

2 Once earthly joy I craved,
Sought peace and rest;
Now thee alone I seek;
Give what is best.
This all my prayer shall be:

3 Let sorrow do its work,
Send grief and pain;
Sweet are thy messengers,
Sweet their refrain,
When they can sing with me:

4 Then shall my latest breath
Whisper thy praise;
This be the parting cry
My heart shall raise;
This still its prayer shall be:



Hymn 173 - At The Cross There’s Room

1 Mourner, wheresoe’er thou art,
At the cross there’s room.
Tell the burden of thy heart;
At the cross there’s room.
Tell it in thy Saviour’s ear,
Cast away thine ev’ry fear,
Only speak and he will hear;
At the cross there’s room!

2 Haste thee, wand’rer, tarry not;
At the cross there’s room.
Seek that consecrated spot,
At the cross there’s room.
Heavy laden, sore opprest,
Love can sooth thy troubled breast,
In the Saviour find thy rest;
At the cross there’s room!

3 Blessed thought! for ev’ry one-
At the cross there’s room.
Love’s atoning work is done;
At the cross there’s room.
Streams of boundless mercy flow,
Free to all who thither go;
O! that all the world might know
At the cross there’s room!



Hymn 174 - Faith Looks To Thee

1 My faith looks up to thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Saviour, divine;
Now hear me while I pray;
Take all my guilt away;
O! let me from this day
Be wholly thine.

2 May thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire;
As thou hast died for me,
O! may my love to thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be-
A living fire.

3 While life’s dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be thou my guide;
Bid darkness turn to day;
Wipe sorrow’s tears away;
Nor let me ever stray
From thee aside.

4 When ends life’s transient dream,
When death’s cold, sullen stream
Shall o’er me roll,
Blest Saviour, heav’nly dove,
Fear and distress remove;
Bear me on wings of love,
A ransomed soul.



Hymn 175 - Thine The Glory

1 My God, I have found
The thrice blessed ground,
Where life and where joy and true comfort abound.

Chorus
Hallelujah! Thine the glory!
Hallelujah! Amen!
Hallelujah! Soon in glory
We’ll praise thee again.

2 ‘Tis found in the blood
Of him who once stood
My refuge and safety, my surety with God.

3 He bore on the tree
The sentence for me,
And now both the surety and sinner are free.

4 And though here so low
‘Mid sorrow and woe,
How blessed this hope of the gospel to know!

5 And this we shall find-
For such is his mind-
This gospel will open the eyes of the blind.



Hymn 176 - My Satisfying Portion

1 My God, the spring of all my joys,
The source of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights!

2 In darkest shades, if thou appear,
My dawning is begun;
Thou art my soul’s bright morning star,
And thou my rising sun.

3 The opening heav’ns around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,
And all thy promises combine
My longing soul to bless.

4 My soul would keep the narrow way
In footprints of my Lord,
And run with joy the shining path,
Directed by thy Word.



Hymn 177 - I Delight To Do Thy Will

1 My gracious Lord, I own thy right
To ev’ry service I can pay,
And call it my supreme delight
To hear thy dictates, and obey.

2 What is my being but for thee,
Its sure support, its noblest end?
‘Tis my delight thy face to see,
And serve the cause of such a Friend.

3 I would not sigh for worldly joy,
Or to increase my worldly good;
Nor future days nor pow’rs employ
To spread a sounding name abroad.

4 ‘Tis to my Saviour I would live,
To him who for my ransom died;
Nor could all worldly honor give
Such bliss as crowns me at his side.

5 His work shall future ages bless,
When present evils are no more;
And all the world shall then confess
His wondrous love, his saving pow’r.



Hymn 178 - The Solid Rock

1 My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.

Chorus
On Christ, the Solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

2 When darkness seems to vail his face,
I rest on his unchanging grace;
In ev’ry high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the vail.

3 His oath, his cov’nant and his blood
Support me in the ‘whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He, then, is all my hope and stay.



Hymn 179 - Endless Song

1 My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation,
I catch the sweet, not far off hymn,
That hails a New Creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife,
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul-
How can I keep from singing?

2 What though my joys and comfort die!
The Lord my Saviour liveth;
What though the darkness gather round!
Songs in the night he giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm,
While to that refuge clinging;
Since Christ is Lord of heav’n and earth,
How can I keep from singing?

3 I lift mine eyes; the cloud grows thin;
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smooths,
Since first I learned to love it.
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing;
All things are mine since I am his-
How can I keep from singing?



Hymn 180 - Rest With God

1 My Lord, how full of sweet content
My years of pilgrimage are spent!
Where’er I dwell, I dwell with thee,
In heav’n, in earth, or on the sea.

2 To me remains nor place nor time;
My country is in ev’ry clime;
I can be calm and free from care
On any shore, since thou art there.

3 While place we seek, or place we shun,
The soul finds happiness in none;
But with a God to guide our way,
‘Tis equal joy to go or stay.

4 Could I be cast where thou art not,
That were indeed a dreadful lot;
But regions none remote I call,
Secure of finding God in all.



Hymn 181 - My Almighty Friend

1 My Father, my almighty Friend,
When I begin thy praise,
Where will the growing numbers end?
The numbers of thy grace.

2 I trust in thy eternal Word;
Thy goodness I adore:
O! give me grace through Christ, my Lord,
That I may serve thee more.

3 My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road;
And tread, with courage, in thy strength,
The narrow way to God.

4 Awake! awake! my tuneful pow’rs,
With this delightful song;
And entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the season long.



Hymn 182 - My Song Of Jesus

1 My song shall be of Jesus,
His mercy crowns my days:
He fills my cup with blessings,
And tunes my heart to praise.
My song shall be of Jesus,
The precious Lamb of God,
Who gave himself, my ransom,
Who bought me with his blood.

2 My song shall be of Jesus,
When, sitting at his feet,
I call to mind his goodness
In meditation sweet.
My song shall be of Jesus,
Whatever ill betide;
I’ll sing the grace that saves me
And keeps me at his side.

3 My song shall be of Jesus,
While pressing on my way
To reach the blissful region
Of pure and endless day.
And when my soul shall enter
The gate of Eden fair,
A song of praise to Jesus
I’ll sing forever there.



Hymn 183 - Watchfulness

1 My soul, be on thy guard;
Ten thousand foes arise;
The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draw thee from the prize.

2 O! watch, and fight, and pray,
The battle ne’er give o’er;
Renew it boldly ev’ry day,
And help divine implore.

3 Ne’er think the vict’ry won,
Nor once at ease sit down;
Thine arduous work will not be done,
Till thou hast gained thy crown.



Hymn 184 - Courage! Fainting Soul

1 My soul, weigh not thy life
Against thy heav’nly crown
Nor suffer Satan’s deadliest strife
To beat thy courage down.

2 With prayer and crying strong,
Hold on the fearful fight,
And let the breaking day prolong
The wrestling of the night.

3 The battle soon will yield
If thou thy part fulfil;
For strong as is the hostile shield,
Thy sword is stronger still.

4 Thine armor is divine,
Thy feet with promise shod;
And on thy head, ere long, shall shine
The diadem of God.



Hymn 185 - Praise The Lord

1 My soul, with humble fervor raise
To God the voice of grateful praise,
And all thy ransomed pow’rs combine,
To bless his attributes divine.

2 Deep on my heart let mem’ry trace
His acts of mercy and of grace,
Who with a Father’s tender care,
Saved me when sinking in despair.

3 He led my longing soul to prove
The joy of his forgiving love,
And when I did his grace request
He led my weary feet to rest.



Hymn 186 - All In Thy Hand

1 “My times are in thy hand,”
My God, I wish them there.
My life, my friends, my soul I leave
Entirely to thy care.

2 “My times are in thy hand,”
Whatever they may be;
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to thee.

3 “My times are in thy hand,”
Why should I doubt or fear?
My Father’s hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.



Hymn 187 - Jesus Paid It All

1 Naught of merit or of price
Remains to justice due;
Jesus died, and paid it all-
Yes, all that I did owe.

Chorus
Jesus paid it all,
All the debt I owed;
Jesus died and paid it all,
Yes, all the debt I owed.

2 When he from his lofty throne
Stooped down to do and die,
Ev’rything was fully done;
“Tis finished” was his cry.

3 Weary not, O toiling one,
Whate’er thy conflict be;
Work for him with cheerful heart,
Who suffered all for thee.

4 Bring a willing sacrifice,
Thy soul, to Jesus’ feet;
Stand in him, in him alone,
All glorious and complete.



Hymn 188 - Nearer To Thee

1 Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee!
E’en though it be a cross
That raiseth me.
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to thee!
Nearer, my God, to thee!
Nearer to thee!

2 Though like a wanderer,
Daylight all gone,
Darkness comes over me,
My rest a stone,
Yet even here I’d be
Nearer, my God, to thee!
Nearer, my God, to thee!
Nearer to thee!

3 Bright doth thy Truth appear
Shining from heav’n;
This light thou sendest me,
In mercy giv’n,
Ever to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to thee!
Nearer, my God, to thee!
Nearer to thee!

4 Lord, I would scale the height,
Nearer to be;
My soul would wing its flight
Quickly to thee.
O! may each day bear me
Nearer, my God, to thee!
Nearer, my God, to thee!
Nearer to thee!



Hymn 189 - Rest In Christ

1 No longer far from rest I roam,
And search in vain for bliss;
My soul is satisfied at home;
The Lord my portion is.

2 His word of promise is my food;
His Spirit is my guide;
Thus daily is my strength renewed;
My wants, too, are supplied.

3 For him I count each gain as loss;
Disgrace, for him, renown;
Well may I glory in his cross,
While he prepares my crown.



Hymn 190 - The Precious Blood

1 Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.

2 But Christ, the heav’nly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away-
A sacrifice of nobler name
And richer blood than they.

3 My soul looks back to see
The burden he did bear,
While pouring out his life for me;
And sees her ransom there.



Hymn 191 - Not My Own

1 “Not my own,” but saved by Jesus,
Who redeemed me by his blood,
Gladly I accept the message;
I belong to Christ, the Lord.

Chorus
“Not my own!” O, “not my own!”
Jesus, I belong to thee!
All I have and all I hope for,
Thine for all eternity.

2 “Not my own,” to Christ, my Saviour,
I, believing, trust my soul;
Everything to him committed,
While eternal ages roll.

3 “Not my own,” my time, my talent,
Freely all to Christ I bring,
To be used in joyful service
For the glory of my King.



Hymn 192 - Dead To The World

1 Not to ourselves again,
Not to the flesh we live;
Not to the world henceforth shall we
Our strength, our being give.

2 The time past of our lives,
Sufficeth to have wrought
The fleshly will, which only ill
Has to us ever brought.

3 No truce with vanity,
Or this world’s idle show;
Lust of the flesh and eye, or pride
Of life, we shall not know.

4 Dead to the world and all
Its gayety and pride
To its vain pomp and glory be
Forever crucified.

5 When he who is our life
Appears to take the throne,
We, too, shall be revealed, and shine
In glory like his own.

6 Shine as the sun shall we
In the bright kingdom then;
Our sky without a single cloud,
Ourselves without a stain.

7 Like him we then shall be
Transformed and glorified;
For we shall see him as he is,
And in his light abide.



Hymn 193 - Heavenly Aspirations

1 Now let our souls on wings sublime
Rise from the trivial cares of time,
Draw back the parting vail, and see
The glories of eternity.

2 The joys of time, of little worth,
Should not confine our thoughts to earth;
Why grasp at transitory toys,
So near to heav’n’s eternal joys?

3 Shall aught beguile us on the road,
The narrow way that leads to God?
Or can we love earth’s ties so well,
As not to long with God to dwell?

4 Lord, we would grasp the joys divine,
Find present joy in works of thine,
And press along the narrow way
That leads to realms of endless day.



Hymn 194 - Mighty Love

1 O bliss of the purified! bliss of the free!
I plunge in the crimson tide opened for me;
O’er sin and uncleanness exulting I stand,
And point to the print of the nails in his hand.

Chorus
O! sing of his mighty love,
Sing of his mighty love,
Sing of his mighty love!-
Mighty to save.

2 O bliss of the purified! Jesus is mine;
No longer in dread condemnation I pine;
In conscious salvation, I sing of his grace,
Who lifteth upon me the light of his face.

3 O bliss of the purified! bliss of the pure!
No wound hath the soul that his blood cannot cure;
No sorrow-bowed head but may sweetly find rest,
And be in his presence forevermore blest.

4 O Jesus the crucified! thee will I sing,
My blessed Redeemer, my God, and my King;
My soul filled with rapture shall shout o’er the grave,
And triumph o’er death in the “Mighty to save.”



Hymn 195 - Christ’s Matchless Worth

1 O could we speak the matchless worth,
O could we sound the glories forth!
Which in our Saviour shine,
We’d soar and touch the heav’nly strings,
And harmonize all earthly things,
In strains of praise sublime,
In strains of praise sublime.

2 The music of the spheres should tell
How he created all things well,
Which grace divine had planned;
And ev’ry radiant human face
Should speak of his redeeming grace,
At love’s inspired command,
At love’s inspired command.

3 In him how grace and glory meet,
In matchless beauty, fair and sweet,
Should then to all be shown;
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise
We would to everlasting days
Make all his glories known,
Make all his glories known.

4 O! the delightful day will come,
When Christ, our Lord, will bring us home,
And we shall see his face.
Then, with our Saviour, Brother, Friend,
A blest eternity we’ll spend,
Triumphant thro’ His grace,
Triumphant thro’ His grace.



Hymn 196 - Walking With God

1 O for a closer walk with God,
To glorify his name,
To let my light shine on the road
That leads men to the Lamb!

2 The dearest object I have known,
Whate’er that object be,
I want to banish from thy throne,
And worship only thee.

3 Lord, give me grace to walk with thee
Through pain, or loss, or shame,
That ev’ry act may henceforth be
An honor to thy name.



Hymn 197 - Victorious Faith

1 O for a faith that will not shrink,
Tho’ pressed by ev’ry foe;
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe;

2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chast’ning rod,
But in the hour of grief or pain
Will lean upon its God;

3 A faith that shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without;
That when in danger knows no fear,
In darkness feels no doubt;

4 That bears unmoved the world’s dread frown,
Nor heeds its scornful smile;
That seas of trouble cannot drown,
Nor Satan’s arts beguile;

5 A faith that keeps the narrow way,
Till life’s last hour is fled,
And with a pure and steady ray
Illumes a dying bed.

6 Lord, lead me to a faith like this,
Through trial though it be;
For O! the rest of faith is bliss,
The bliss of rest in thee.



Hymn 198 - More Likeness To Thee

Oh for a heart more like my God,
From imperfection free;
A heart conformed unto thy Word,
And pleasing, Lord, to thee;

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer’s throne
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone;

3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true and clean,
Which neither life nor death can part
From him who dwells within;

4 A heart in ev’ry thought renewed,
And full of love divine,
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good
A copy, Lord, of thine.



Hymn 199 - O For A Thousand Tongues!

1 O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer’s praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of his grace!

2 Jesus! the name that soothes our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
‘Tis music in the sinner’s ears,
‘Tis life, and health, and peace.

3 He breaks the pow’r of reigning sin,
And sets the pris’ner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean;
His blood availed for me.

4 He speaks, and list’ning to his voice,
New life the dead receive;
The broken, contrite hearts rejoice;
The humble poor believe.



Hymn 200 - Onward

1 Oft in danger, oft in woe,
Onward, Christians, onward go;
Fight the fight, maintain the strife,
Strengthened with the bread of life,
Strengthened with the bread of life.

2 Onward, Christians, onward go,
Join the war and face the foe;
Will ye flee in danger’s hour?
Know ye not your Captain’s pow’r?
Know ye not your Captain’s pow’r?

3 Let your drooping hearts be glad;
March, in heav’nly armor clad:
Fight, nor think the battle long,
Vict’ry soon shall be your song,
Vict’ry soon shall be your song.

4 Onward, then, in battle move,
More than conqu’rors ye shall prove:
Though opposed by many a foe,
Christian soldiers, onward go,
Christian soldiers, onward go.



Hymn 201 - O Glorious Hope

1 O glorious hope of heav’nly love!
It lifts me up to things above;
It bears on eagle wings;
It gives my joyful soul a taste,
And makes me, even here, to feast
With Jesus’ priests and kings,
With Jesus’ priests and kings.

2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope,
I stand, and from the mountain top
See all the land below:
Rivers of milk and honey rise,
And all the fruits of Paradise
In endless plenty grow,
In endless plenty grow.

3 O that I might at once go up!
No more on this side Jordan stop,
But now the land possess!
There dwells the Lord, our righteousness,
He’ll keep his own in perfect peace
And everlasting rest,
And everlasting rest.



Hymn 202 - Our Grateful Song

1 O God, our strength, to thee our song
With grateful hearts we raise;
To thee, and thee alone, belong
All worship, love and praise.

2 In trouble’s dark and stormy hour
Thine ear hath heard our prayer;
And graciously thine arm of pow’r
Hath saved us from despair.

3 And thou, O ever gracious Lord,
Wilt keep thy promise still,
If, meekly heark’ning to thy Word,
We seek to do thy will.

4 Led by the light thy grace imparts,
Ne’er may we bow the knee
To idols, which our wayward hearts
Set up instead of thee.

5 So shall thy choicest gifts, O Lord,
Thy faithful people bless;
Thy favor and thy grace afford
Our truest happiness.



Hymn 203 - Happy Day

1 O happy day, that fixed my choice
On thee, my Saviour and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.

Chorus
Happy day, happy day,
When Jesus washed my sins away;
He taught me how to watch and pray,
And live rejoicing ev’ry day:
Happy day, happy day,
When Jesus washed my sins away.

2 Now rest, my long divided heart;
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest;
Nor ever from thy Lord depart,
With him of ev’ry good possessed.

3 Yes, happy ev’ry day has been
Since I am his and he is mine.
He leads me and I follow on,
Directed through the Word divine.



Hymn 204 - Hail! Happy Day

1 O hail, happy day, that speaks our trials ended!
Our Lord has come to take us home;
O hail, happy day!
No more by doubts or fears distressed,
We now shall gain our promised rest,
And be forever blest! O hail, happy day!

2 Swell loud the glad note, our bondage now is over;
The Jubilee proclaims us free;
O hail, happy day!
The day that brings a sweet release,
That crowns our Jesus Prince of Peace,
And bids our sorrows cease! O hail, happy day!

3 O hail, happy day, that ends our tears and sorrows,
That brings us joy without alloy;
O hail, happy day!
There peace shall wave her sceptre high,
And love’s fair banner greet the eye,
Proclaiming victory! O hail, happy day!

4 We hail thy bright beams, O morn of Zion’s glory!
Thy blessed light breaks on our sight;
O hail, happy day!
Fair Beulah’s fields before us rise,
And sweetly burst upon our eyes
The joys of Paradise! O hail, happy day!

5 Thrice hail, happy day! when earth shall smile in gladness,
And Eden bloom without a tomb;
O hail, happy day!
Where life’s pellucid waters glide,
Safe by our dear Redeemer’s side,
Forever we’ll abide! O hail, happy day!



Hymn 205 - Communion With God

1 O happy they who know the Lord,
With whom he deigns to dwell;
He feeds and cheers them with his Word,
His arm supports them well.

2 To them in each distressing hour,
His throne of grace is near;
And when they plead his love and pow’r,
He stands engaged to hear.

3 He helped his saints in ancient days,
Who trusted in his name;
And we can witness to his praise;
His love is still the same.

4 His presence sweetens all our cares,
And makes our burdens light;
A word from him dispels our fears,
And gilds the gloom of night.

5 Lord, we expect to suffer here,
Nor would we once repine;
But give us still to find thee near,
And keep us wholly thine.



Hymn 206 - How Happy Are We!

1 O how happy are we
Who in Jesus agree,
And expect soon his kingdom to share!
We will sit in his throne,
And his glory make known,
And his praises shall sound ev’ry-where.

Chorus
O how happy are we
Who in Jesus agree;
How happy, how happy are we!

2 Now united to him,
E’en on this side the stream
Of the Jordan that lieth between,
We rejoice in his grace
And the smile of his face,
While the glory and cross both are seen.

3 We remember the word
Of our crucified Lord
When he went to prepare us a place-
“I will come in that day
And will take you away,
And admit to the light of my face.”

4 Lo! our King from the skies!
Hark! he bids us arise
To the mansions of glory above,
O! with joy we’ll ascend
And eternity spend,
In proclaiming his wonderful love.



Hymn 207 - How Happy Are They!

1 O how happy are they
Who the Saviour obey
And have laid up their treasures above!
Tongue can never express
The sweet comfort and peace
Of a soul filled with heavenly love.

Chorus
O how happy are they
Who the Saviour obey,
How happy, how happy are they.

2 That sweet comfort is mine,
Since the favor divine
I received thru the blood of the Lamb;
When my heart first believed,
What a joy I received,
What a heaven in his blessed name!

3 ‘Tis a heaven below
My Redeemer to know;
Even angels can do nothing more
Than to fall at his feet,
And the story repeat,
And the Saviour of sinners adore.

4 Jesus all the day long
Is my joy and my song.
O that all his salvation may see!
He hath loved me, I cried,
He hath suffered and died,
To redeem and from death set me free.



Hymn 208 - Thy Grace Impart

1 O Lord, thy promised grace impart,
And fill my consecrated heart.
Henceforth my chief concern shall be,
To live and speak and toil for thee.

2 While joyfully in thine employ,
The thought shall fill my soul with joy,
That my imperfect work shall be
Acceptable through Christ to thee.

3 Thy watchful eye pervadeth space,
Thy presence, Lord, fills ev’ry place;
And wheresoe’er my lot may be,
Still shall my spirit cleave to thee.

4 Renouncing ev’ry worldly thing,
And safe beneath thy shelt’ring wing,
My sweetest thought henceforth shall be,
That all I want I find in thee.



Hymn 209 - Thou Art Near

1 O Love divine, that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear!
On thee we cast each earthborn care,
Feeling at rest while thou art near.

2 Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each ling’ring year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread,
Our hearts still whisp’ring, Thou art near!

3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murm’ring wind, the quiv’ring leaf,
Shall softly tell us thou art near.

4 On thee we cast our burd’ning woe,
O Love divine, forever dear;
Content to suffer while we know,
Living or dying, thou art near.



Hymn 210 - Work For Jesus

1 One more day’s work for Jesus,
One less of life for me!
But heav’n is nearer,
And Christ is dearer
Than yesterday, to me;
His love and light
Fill all my soul tonight.

Chorus
One more day’s work for Jesus,
One more day’s work for Jesus,
One more day’s work for Jesus,
One less of toil for me.

2 One more day’s work for Jesus,
How glorious is my King!
‘Tis joy, not duty,
To show his beauty;
My soul mounts on the wing
At the mere thought,
How Christ my life has bought.

3 One more day’s work for Jesus!
How sweet the work has been,
To tell the story,
To show the glory,
Where Christ’s flock enter in!
How it did shine
In this poor heart of mine!

4 One more day’s work for Jesus!
O yes a weary day;
But heav’n shines clearer
And rest comes nearer
At each step of the way;
And Christ in all,
Before his face I fall.

5 O blessed work for Jesus!
O rest at Jesus’ feet!
There toil seems pleasure,
My wants are treasure,
And pain for him is sweet.
Lord, if I may,
I’ll serve another day!



Hymn 211 - No Other Name

1 One offer of salvation
To all the world make known;
The only sure foundation
Is Christ the cornerstone.

Chorus
No other name is given,
No other way is known.
‘Tis Jesus Christ, the First and Last;
He saves, and he alone.

2 One door to life eternal
Stands open wide today;
It leads to bliss supernal;
‘Tis Christ, the living way.

3 My only song and story
Is, Jesus died for me;
My only hope of glory,
The Cross of Calvary.



Hymn 212 - The Sinner’s Friend

1 One there is above all others
Well deserves the name of Friend;
His is love beyond a brother’s,
Costly, free, and knows no end.

2 Which of all our friends, to save us,
Could or would have shed his blood?
But our Saviour died to have us
Reconciled in him to God.

3 When he lived on earth abased,
Friend of sinners was his name;
Now above all glory raised,
He rejoices in the same.



Hymn 213 - Only Thee

1 Only thee, my soul’s Redeemer!
Whom have I in heaven beside?
Who on earth, with love so tender,
All my wand’ring steps will guide?

Chorus
Only thee, only thee,
Loving Saviour, only thee.

2 Only thee! no joy I covet
But the joy to call thee mine-
Joy that gives the blest assurance,
Thou hast own’d and seal’d me thine.

3 Only thee! I ask no other;
Thou art more than all to me;
Present life, or present comfort-
I resign them all to thee.

4 Only thee, whose blood has cleansed me,
Would my raptured vision see,
While my faith is reaching upward,
Ever upward, Lord, to thee.



Hymn 214 - Only Waiting

1 Only waiting till the dawning
Is a little brighter grown,
Only waiting till the shadows
Of the world’s dark night are flown,
Till the shadows all shall vanish
In the blessed, blessed day;
For the morn, at last, is breaking
Thro’ the twilight, soft and gray.

2 Only waiting till the presence
Of the Sun of Righteousness
Shall dispel the noxious vapors,
Ignorance, and prejudice;
Till the glory of the sunlight
Of the bright Millennial day
Scatters all the mists of darkness,
Lights the gloom with healing ray.

3 Waiting for the restitution,
Promised in the holy Word;
When our race, redeemed and risen,
Know and love their Saviour Lord.
When each man shall love his fellow;
Justice give to each and all;
Dwell in love, and dwell in Jesus,
Who redeemed them from the fall.



Hymn 215 - The Cleansing Stream

1 O now I see the crimson wave,
The fountain deep and wide;
The blood which Christ so freely gave,
Which all our sins will hide.

Chorus
The cleansing stream, I see! I see!
And now by faith it cleanseth me.
O, praise the Lord, it cleanseth me!
It cleanseth me, yes, cleanseth me!

2 I see a new creation rise,
Through merit of his blood;
I see the dead of earth arise,
Washed in the cleansing flood.

3 They rise to walk in heaven’s light,
Forever free from sin,
With hearts made pure and garments white,
And Christ enthroned within.

4 Amazing grace! what joy to know
The virtue of his blood!
Our Father’s wisdom planned it so;
His Son our ransom stood.



Hymn 216 - The Great Deliverance

1 On the mountain’s top appearing,
Lo! the gospel herald stands,
Welcome news to Zion bearing-
Zion, long in hostile lands:
Mourning captive! Mourning captive!
God himself shall loose thy bands.

2 Hath thy night been long and mournful?
Have thy friends unfaithful proved?
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
Cease thy mourning; Cease thy mourning;
Zion still is well beloved.

3 God, thy God, will soon exalt thee;
He himself appears thy Friend;
All thy foes shall fail to halt thee;
Here their boasts and triumphs end.
Great deliv’rance, Great deliv’rance,
Zion’s King begins to send.

4 Peace and joy shall soon attend thee;
All thy warfare will be past;
God, thy Saviour, doth defend thee;
Victory is thine at last.
All thy conflicts, All thy conflicts
End in everlasting rest.



Hymn 217 - The Church’s Future Work

1 On thy Church, O Pow’r divine!
Cause thy glorious face to shine,
Till the nations, from afar,
Hail her as their guiding star;
Till her light, from zone to zone,
Makes thy great salvation known.

2 Then shall she, with lavish hand,
Scatter blessings o’er the land;
Earth shall yield her rich increase,
Ev’ry breeze shall whisper peace,
And the world’s remotest bound
With the voice of praise resound.



Hymn 218 - Our Prayer

1 Our heav’nly Father and our Friend,
Behold a cloud of incense rise;
The pray’rs of saints to heav’n ascend;
Hear thou thy humble children’s cries.

2 Regard our prayers for Zion’s peace;
Shed in our hearts thy love abroad;
Thy gifts abundantly increase;
Enlarge and fill us all, O God!

3 Before thy sheep, great Shepherd, go,
And guide into thy perfect will;
Cause us thy hallowed name to know;
The work of faith in us fulfil.

4 Help us to make our calling sure;
O let us all be saints indeed,
And pure, as thou thyself art pure,
Conformed in all things to our Head.

5 Take the dear purchase of thy blood,
Thy blood hath washed us white as snow;
Present us sanctified to God,
In us thy grace and glory show.



Hymn 219 - Render Thanks To God

1 O render thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love,
Whose mercy firm through ages past
Hath stood, and shall forever last.

2 Who can his mighty deeds express,
Not only vast but numberless?
What mortal eloquence can raise
His tribute of eternal praise?

3 Extend to me that favor, Lord,
Thou to thy chosen shalt afford;
At thy return to set men free,
Let thy salvation visit me.

4 O may I worthy prove to see
Thy saints in full prosperity,
That I the joyful choir may join,
And count thy people’s triumph mine!



Hymn 220 - Rest In The Gospel

1 O saints who are weary and laden of soul,
Oppressed and distressed under error’s control,
May find in the gospel a blessed relief,
A balm for all sorrow, a solace for grief.

Chorus
Rest, rest, sweet, sweet rest!
In the gospel of grace
There is sweet, blessed rest.

2 Who trusts in that Word has the sweet hope of life,
An end of confusion and error and strife.
Its grace it imparts to the truth-seeking soul,
Who humbly submits to its righteous control.

3 On that sacred page, O, what glory now shines!
As God’s holy Spirit illumines its lines,
Displaying his plan in which all may rejoice,
And praise him forever with heart and with voice.

4 Rest! rest! O how blessed this sweet rest at last!
Like music at even when labor is past;
Like dawn after darkness, like health after pain;
Like sunshine of gladness that follows the rain.



Hymn 221 - We Worship Thee

1 O Saviour, precious Saviour,
Whom yet unseen we love;
O name of might and favor,
All other names above!

Chorus 1-3
We worship thee! we bless thee!
To thee alone we sing!
We praise thee and confess thee
Our Saviour and our King.

2 O bringer of Salvation,
Who wondrously hast wrought,
Thyself a revelation
Of love beyond our thought.

3 In thee all fulness dwelleth,
All grace and pow’r divine:
The glory that excelleth,
O Son of God, is thine.

4 O, grant the consummation
Of this our song, above,
In endless adoration
And everlasting love.

Chorus 4
Then shall we praise and bless thee,
Where perfect praises ring!
And evermore confess thee
Our Saviour and our King.



Hymn 222 - To The Rock

1 O! sometimes the shadows are deep,
And rough seems the path to the goal,
And sorrows, how often they sweep,
Like tempests, down over the soul!

Chorus
O then to the Rock let me fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I,
O then to the Rock let me fly,
To the Rock that is higher than I.

2 O! sometimes so long seems the day,
And sometimes so heavy my feet;
But, toiling in life’s dusty way,
The Rock’s blessed shadow how sweet!

3 O! near to the Rock let me keep,
Or blessings or sorrows prevail,
Or climbing the mountainway steep,
Or walking the shadowy vale.



Hymn 223 - Matchless Love

1 O soon we’ll sing the matchless love,
Why Christ our King was slain;
As onward ages ceaseless move,
Eternally we’ll reign.
Come, Saviour, let thy reign begin;
Come, still each note of war;
We long to sing an end of sin,
In praise that sounds afar.

2 We pray and long to see the dawn,
The bright, eternal day,
When tears are wiped and sorrows gone,
And clouds have fled away.
May glowing love inspire our hearts,
And praise our tongues employ;
We’ll watch and pray till sin departs,
Then strike the harps of joy.



Hymn 224 - All Of Thee

1 O the bitter pain of sorrow
That a time could ever be
When I proudly said to Jesus,
“All of self, and none of thee.”
All of self, and none of thee,
All of self, and none of thee,
When I proudly said to Jesus,
“All of self, and none of thee.”

2 Yet he found me; I beheld him
Bleeding on th’ accursed tree;
And my wistful heart said faintly,
“Some of self, and some of thee.”
Some of self, and some of thee,
Some of self, and some of thee,
And my wistful heart said faintly,
“Some of self, and some of thee.”

3 Day by day his tender mercy,
Healing, helping, full and free,
Bro’t me lower, while I whispered,
“Less of self, and more of thee.”
Less of self, and more of thee,
Less of self, and more of thee,
Bro’t me lower, while I whispered,
“Less of self, and more of thee.”

4 Higher than the highest heaven,
Deeper than the deepest sea,
Lord, thy love at last has conquered-
“None of self, and all of thee.”
None of self, and all of thee,
None of self, and all of thee,
Lord, thy love at last has conquered-
“None of self, and all of thee.”

Hymn 225 - Our High Calling

1 O thou God of our salvation,
Our redeemer from all sin,
Thou hast called us to a station
We could ne’er by merit win.
O! we praise thee,
While we strive to enter in.
O! we praise thee,
While we strive to enter in.

2 In the footprints of our Saviour,
We will daily strive to walk;
And the alien world’s disfavor
Shall but send us to our Rock.
How its waters
Do refresh thy weary flock!
How its waters
Do refresh thy weary flock!

3 We, like him, would bear the message
Of our heav’nly Father’s grace;
Show how he redeemed from bondage
All our lost and ruined race.
O! what mercy
Beams in his all glorious face!
O! what mercy
Beams in his all glorious face!

4 Then we’d seek the meek and lowly,
Show them their high calling’s height
How the called and faithful holy
Shall, with Christ, soon reign in light.
O! such favor
We could never claim by right.
O! such favor
We could never claim by right.

5 When we’ve borne our faithful witness
To thy grand and wondrous plan,
Gathered out thy fairest virgins
To be wedded to the Lamb,
With what rapture
We’ll receive the victor’s palm!
With what rapture
We’ll receive the victor’s palm!

6 Then with him in glory reigning,
All the sons of men to bless,
Earth, no more thy name profaning,
Soon shall learn of righteousness;
And thy wisdom,
Every tongue shall then confess.
And thy wisdom,
Every tongue shall then confess.

Hymn 226 - Delight In Thy Presence

1 O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight,
On whom in affliction I call,
My comfort by day, and my song in the night,
My hope, my salvation, my all!

2 Where dost thou, at noontide, resort with thy sheep,
To feed in the pasture of love?
For why in the valley of death should I weep,
Or alone in the wilderness rove?

3 No longer I wander an alien from thee,
Or cry in the desert for bread;
My table is furnished with bounties so free,
My soul on thy Word is well fed.



Hymn 227 - The Place of Prayer

1 O thou to whom, in ancient time,
The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung,
Whom kings adored in song sublime,
And prophets praised with glowing tongue.

2 Not now on Zion’s height alone,
The favored worshiper may dwell,
Nor where at sultry noon, thy Son
Sat weary by the patriarch’s well.

3 From every place below the skies,
The grateful song, the fervent prayer,
The incense of the heart, may rise
To heav’n and find acceptance there.

4 O thou to whom, in ancient time,
The holy prophet’s harp was strung,
To thee, at last, in ev’ry clime,
Shall praise arise and songs be sung.



Hymn 228 - Our Consolation

1 O thou who driest the mourner’s tear,
How dark this world would be,
If, when deceived and wounded here,
We could not fly to thee!

2 But thou wilt heal the broken heart
Which, like the plants that throw
Their fragrance from the wounded part,
Breathes sweetness out of woe.

3 O! who could bear life’s stormy doom,
Did not thy wing of love
Come gently wafting, through the gloom,
Our peace-branch from above?

4 E’en sorrow, touched by heav’n, grows bright
With more than rapture’s ray,
As darkness shows us worlds of light
We never saw by day.



Hymn 229 - O! To Be Nothing

1 O! to be nothing, nothing,
Only to lie at his feet,
A broken and emptied vessel,
For the Master’s use made meet.
Emptied, that he might fill me,
As forth to his service I go;
Broken, that so unhindered,
His life through me might flow.

Chorus
O! to be nothing, nothing,
Only to lie at his feet,
A broken and emptied vessel,
For the Master’s use made meet.

2 O! to be nothing, nothing,
Only as led by his hand;
A messenger at his gateway,
Only waiting for his command;
Only an instrument ready
His praises to sound at his will;
Willing, should he not require me,
In silence to wait on him still.

3 O! to be nothing, nothing,
Painful the humbling may be;
Yet low in the dust I’d lay me
That the world my Savior might see.
Rather be nothing, nothing-
To him let their voices be raised;
He is the fountain of blessing,
Yes, worthy is he to be praised.



Hymn 230 - Behold The Bridegroom

1 Our lamps are trimmed and burning,
Our robes are white and clean,
We’ve tarried for the Bridegroom,
And now we’ll enter in.
We know we’ve nothing worthy
That we can call our own-
The light, the oil, the robes we wear,
Are all from him alone.

Chorus
Behold, behold the Bridegroom!
And all may enter in,
Whose lamps are trimmed and burning,
Whose robes are white and clean.

2 Go forth-we soon shall see him,
The way is shining now,
All lighted with a glory
None other could bestow.
His gracious invitation
Beyond deserving kind,
We gladly own and take our lamps,
And joy eternal find.

3 We see the marriage splendor
Within the open door;
We know that those who enter
Are blest forevermore;
We see our King, more lovely
Than all the sons of men;
We haste because that door, once shut,
Will never ope again.



Hymn 231 - Comfort In Affliction

1 Out of the depths of woe,
To thee, O Lord, I cry;
Darkness surrounds me, but I know
That thou art ever nigh.

2 Humbly on thee I wait
To bring deliv’rance in,
E’en now wide springs the eastern gate,
And rays of dawn stream in.

3 O! hearken to my voice,
Give ear to my complaint;
Thou bidd’st the mourning soul rejoice,
Thou comfortest the faint.

4 Glory to God above!
The ‘whelming floods will cease;
For, lo! the swift returning dove
Brings back the sign of peace.

5 Though storms his face obscure,
And dangers threaten loud,
Jehovah’s covenant is sure,
His bow is in the cloud.



Hymn 232 - Where Are The Reapers?

1 O where are the reapers that garner in
The grains of the wheat from the tares of sin?
With sickles of truth must the work be done,
And no one may rest till the harvest home.

Chorus
Few are the reapers; Lord, we will join
And share in the work of the harvest time.
O who will not help to garner in
The grains of wheat from the tares of sin.

2 Go out in the byways and search them all
The wheat may be there though the weeds are tall;
Then search in the highway and pass none by,
But gather from all for the calling high.

3 The fields are all ripening, and far and wide
The world now is waiting the harvest tide;
But reapers are few and the work is great;
The Master calls and we must not wait.

4 So come with your sickles, ye sons of God,
And let not the wheat under foot be trod.
Work on till the Lord shall say you, Well done!
Then share ye his joy in the harvest home.



Hymn 233 - Peace! Troubled Soul

1 Peace, troubled soul! thou need’st not fear;
Thy great Provider still is near;
Who led thee last will lead thee still;
Be calm, and sink into his will.

2 The Lord, who built the earth and sky,
In love now hearkens to thy cry:
His promise thou may’st freely claim:
Ask and receive in Jesus’ name.

3 Open to God thine inmost heart;
He will his comfort then impart;
He will his grace most freely give,
And peace and joy thou shalt receive.

4 Rest in his love though storms prevail,
No storm can there o’erwhelm thy soul.
Ne’er let thy faith and courage fail,
Ill shall work good by his control.



Hymn 234 - Doxology

1 Praise God from whom all blessing flow;
Praise him all creatures here below;
Praise him aloud with heart and voice,
And always in his Son rejoice.



Hymn 235 - Praise Our King

1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;
To his feet thy tribute bring;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore his praises sing:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Praise the everlasting King.

2 Praise him for his grace and favor
To our fathers in distress;
Praise him, still the same as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Glorious in his faithfulness.

3 Father-like, he proves yet spares us,
Well our feeble frame he knows;
In his hands he gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
How his plan his wisdom shows.



Hymn 236 - Tell His Worth

1 Praise the Lord, his glories show,
Saints within his courts below,
Angels round his throne above,
All that see and share his love.

2 Earth to heav’n, and heav’n to earth,
Tell his wonders, sing his worth;
Age to age, and shore to shore,
Praise him, praise him evermore!

3 Praise the Lord, his mercies trace;
Praise his providence and grace;
All that he for man hath done;
All he sends us through his Son.

4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts,
In the concert bear your parts;
All that breathe, your Lord adore,
Praise him, praise him evermore!



Hymn 237 - Adore And Praise The Lord

1 Praise the Lord! ye heav’ns, adore him;
Praise him, angels in the height;
Sun and moon rejoice before him;
Praise him, all ye stars of light.

2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken;
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed;
Laws which never shall be broken,
For their guidance he hath made.

3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious;
Never shall his promise fail;
He shall make his saints victorious;
Sin and death shall not prevail.

4 Praise the God of our salvation;
Hosts on high, his pow’r proclaim;
Heav’n and earth and all creation,
Laud and magnify his name.



Hymn 238 - Heavenly Truth

1 Praise to him, by whose kind favor
Heav’nly Truth has reached our ears;
May its sweet, reviving savor
Fill our hearts and calm our fears,
Fill our hearts and calm our fears.

2 Truth, how sacred is the treasure!
Teach us, Lord, its worth to know,
Vain the hope, and short the pleasure,
Which from other sources flow,
Which from other sources flow.

3 What of Truth we have been hearing,
Fix, O Lord, in ev’ry heart;
In the day of thine appearing
May we share thy people’s part,
May we share thy people’s part.



Hymn 239 - Watch And Pray

1 Prayer is appointed to convey
The blessings God designs to give.
In ev’ry case should Christians pray,
If near the fount of grace they’d live.

2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress;
If cares distract, or fears dismay;
If want deject, if sin distress,
In ev’ry case still watch and pray.

3 ‘Tis prayer supports the soul that’s weak,
Tho’ thought be broken, language lame;
God through his Word to us doth speak
And we to him in Jesus’ name.

4 Depend on him; thou canst not fail;
But ask according to his will;
Then always shall thy prayer prevail,
And nothing shall to thee work ill.



Hymn 240 - Precious Jesus

1 Precious Jesus, how I love thee!
And I know thy love is mine;
All my little life I give thee,
Use it, Lord, in ways of thine.
Use my warmest, best affections;
Use my mem’ry, mind and will;
Then with all thy loving spirit
All my emptied nature fill.

Chorus
All of earth and all of heaven,
All I want I find in thee;
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus,
Thou art all the world to me.

2 Vain the world its pleasure boasting,
Vain the charms of earth to me;
Gold is dross, and riches worthless
If they turn my heart from thee.
Dearer, nearer than a brother,
Source of all my happiness;
Comfort too, in ev’ry sorrow,
Ever near to help and bless.

3 Lord I touch thy sacred garment,
Fearless stretch my eager hand,
Virtue, like a healing fountain,
Freely flows at love’s command.
Lo he turns and looks upon me
With those wonder-speaking eyes;
Vain my soul essays to answer,
I am lost in sweet surprise.

4 O! how precious, dear Redeemer,
Is the love that fills my soul.
I am thine and have this token
While I’m running for the goal.
Lo! a new creation dawning;
Lo! I rise to life divine;
In my soul an Easter morning;
I am Christ’s, and Christ is mine.



Hymn 241 - Precious Moments

1 Precious moments, rich in blessing,
At the throne of grace I spend;
All my joys and griefs expressing,
To my best and truest Friend.
Here I find that sweet communion
With my Father and my Lord,
Earnest of that blessed union
Promised in the Holy Word.

2 Christ says, Come, thou heavy laden,
I will give thee sweetest rest;
All the way my feet have trodden;
Come to me when sore opprest.
Take my easy yoke upon you,
Rest from earthly care and strife,
I will sweetest comfort give you,
Walk with me the ways of life.

3 Lord, we praise thee for this blessing,
For this privilege so sweet,
For thy tender love’s caressing,
For this sure and safe retreat.
Never weary of our coming,
Never spurning our request;
With complaint or with rejoicing,
Still thy love is manifest.



Hymn 242 - Precious Promise

1 Precious promise God hath given
To the weary ones who try
Treasure to lay up in heaven,
“I will guide thee with mine eye.”

Chorus
I will guide thee, I will guide thee,
I will guide thee with mine eye;
In the way which I will show thee,
“I will guide thee with mine eye.”

2 When temptations almost win thee,
And thy trusted watchers fly,
Let this promise ring within thee,
“I will guide thee with mine eye.”

3 When thine earthly hopes have perished
In the grave of years gone by,
Let this promise still be cherished,
“I will guide thee with mine eye.”

4 By and by the heav’nly treasures,
Moth and rust could ne’er destroy,
Thou wilt find laid up in glory,
Guided to them by mine eye.



Hymn 243 - Precious Saviour

1 Precious Saviour, thou hast saved me;
Thine, and only thine, I am;
O! the cleansing blood has reached me,
Glory, glory to the Lamb!

Chorus
Glory, glory, Jesus saves me!
Glory, glory to the Lamb!
O! the cleansing blood has reached me;
Glory, glory to the Lamb!

2 Long my yearning heart was trying
To enjoy this perfect rest;
But I gave all trying over:
Simply trusting, I was blest.

3 Consecrated to thy service,
While I live I’ll live to thee;
I will witness, to thy glory,
Of salvation full and free.

4 Trusting, trusting ev’ry moment;
Saved from sin by pow’r divine;
Have I love? thou didst impart it;
Have I light? the light is thine.

5 Glory to the blood that bought me!
Glory to its cleansing pow’r!
Glory to the grace that keeps me!
Glory, glory, evermore!



Hymn 244 - Thy Will Be Done

1 Prince of peace, accept my will;
Bid this struggling flesh be still;
Bid my fears and doubtings cease,
Hush my spirit into peace.

2 Thou hast bought me with thy blood,
Opened wide the gate to God.
Peace I crave, and it must be,
Lord, in being one with thee.

3 May thy will, not mine, be done;
May thy will and mine be one;
Banish self-will from my heart,
And thy perfect peace impart.

4 Saviour, at thy feet I fall,
Thou my life, my hope for all!
Let thy happy servant be
One forevermore with thee.



Hymn 245 - The Harvest

1 Reaping all day were the virgins fair,
Patiently toiling in faith and pray’r,
Seeking the wheat from the dawn till night
Jewels to shine in the morning light.
O! rich will the harvest be.
O! rich will the harvest be,

Chorus
Reaped from the garden, or reaped from the rock,
Reaped from the wayside, the wheat from the stalk,
Gathered from wealth or from poverty,
Grand and blest will the harvest be.

2 Reaping all day tho’ their foes were nigh,
Saving the wheat that it should not die,
Gath’ring the jewels bright and fair,
Sorting them out with tender care.
O! grand will the harvest be.
O! grand will the harvest be.

3 Reaping from seed that was sown in tears,
Gath’ring the fruit of laborious years,
Looking in hope for the harvest home,
Reapers and sowers together come
O! sweet will the meeting be.
O! sweet will the meeting be.



Hymn 246 - Redeemed

1 Redeemed! redeemed!
O, sing the joyful strain!
Give praise, give praise,
And glory to his name,
Who gave his life our souls to save,
And purchased freedom for the slave,
And purchased freedom for the slave!

Chorus
Redeemed! redeemed! from sin and all its woe!
Redeemed! redeemed! eternal life to know;
Redeemed! redeemed by Jesus’ blood;
Redeemed! redeemed! O praise the Lord!

2 Redeemed! redeemed!
The Word has bro’t repose,
And joy, and joy,
That each redeemed one knows
Who sees his sins on Jesus laid,
And knows his blood the ransom paid,
And knows his blood the ransom paid.

3 Redeemed! redeemed!
O, joy that I should be
In Christ, In Christ,
From sin forever free!
Forever free to praise his name,
Who bore for me the guilt and shame,
Who bore for me the guilt and shame.



Hymn 247 - Rejoice And Be Glad

1 Rejoice and be glad!
The Redeemer has come!
Go look on his cradle, his cross and his tomb.

Chorus 1-6
Sound his praises, tell the story
Of him who was slain;
Sound his praises, tell with gladness,
He liveth again.

2 Rejoice and be glad!
It is sunshine at last!
The clouds have departed, the shadows are past.

3 Rejoice and be glad!
For the blood hath been shed,
Redemption is finished, the price hath been paid.

4 Rejoice and be glad!
Now the pardon is free;
The just for the unjust hath died on the tree.

5 Rejoice and be glad!
For the Lamb that was slain
O’er death is triumphant, and liveth again.

6 Rejoice and be glad!
For our King from on high
Has come for his jewels, his Kingdom is nigh.

7 Rejoice and be glad!
For he cometh to reign
In triumph and glory; O sing the glad strain.

Chorus 7
Sound his praises, tell the story
Of him who was slain;
Sound his praises, tell with gladness,
He cometh to reign.


Hymn 248 - Millennial Glory

1 Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! the wilderness shall bloom;
And Zion’s children soon shall sing;
The deserts all are blossoming.
Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! the wilderness shall bloom.
The gospel banner, wide unfurled,
Shall wave in triumph o’er the world,
And ev’ry creature, bond or free,
Shall hail the glorious jubilee.
Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! the wilderness shall bloom.

2 Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! Jerusalem shall sing.
From Zion shall the law go forth,
And all shall hear from south to north.
Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! Jerusalem shall sing;
And truth shall sit on ev’ry hill,
And blessings flow in ev’ry rill,
And praise shall ev’ry heart employ,
And ev’ry voice shall shout for joy.
Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! Jerusalem shall sing.

3 Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! the “Prince of peace” shall reign.
And lambs may with the leopard play,
For naught shall harm in Zion’s way:
Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! the “Prince of peace” shall reign.
The sword and spear, of needless worth,
Shall prune the tree and plow the earth;
For peace shall smile from shore to shore,
And nations shall learn war no more.
Rejoice! Rejoice! the promised time is coming;
Rejoice! rejoice! the “Prince of peace” shall reign.



Hymn 249 - Repeat The Story

1 Repeat the story o’er and o’er,
Of grace so full and free,
I love to hear it more and more,
Since grace has rescued me.

Chorus
The half was never told,
The half was never told;
Of grace divine, so wonderful,
The half was never told.

2 Of peace I only knew the name,
Nor found my soul its rest
Until the sweet-voiced angel came
To soothe my weary breast.

3 My highest place is lying low
At my Redeemer’s feet;
No real joy in life I know,
But in his service sweet.

4 And oh, what rapture will it be
With all the host above,
To sing through all eternity
The wonders of his love.



Hymn 250 - Rest, Till Morning Dawns

1 Rest for the toiling hand,
Rest for the anxious brow,
Rest for the weary, way-sore feet,
Rest from all labor now.

2 Rest for the fevered brain,
Rest for the throbbing eye;
Thro’ these parched lips of clay no more
Shall pass the moan or sigh.

3 Rest, weary one, a while,
Till Christ shall bid thee rise;
And soon, as from refreshing sleep,
Thou’lt wake with glad surprise.

4 Soon, soon from out the dust
Shall all come forth and sing;
Sharp has the frost of winter been
But brightly shines the spring.

5 Let hope cheer those who weep;
E’en now the rays of dawn
Above the eastern hilltops creep
We’re near the light of morn.



Hymn 251 - Rock Of Ages

1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
I am hidden safe in thee:
Hidden here from all my foes,
None can harm though all oppose;
For though justice once condemned,
Love did this blest shelter send.

2 Who aught to my charge shall lay,
Hidden in this Rock alway?
Love did for my sin atone;
I shall live through Christ alone.
I need fear no evil thing
While by simple faith I cling.

3 Could my tears forever flow,
Could my zeal no languor know,
These for sin could not atone;
Thou hast saved and thou alone.
In my hand no price I bring;
Simply to thy cross I cling.



Hymn 252 - Safe In The Arms Of Jesus

1 Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe from corroding care,
Safe from the world’s temptations,
Sin cannot harm me there.
Free from the blight of sorrow,
Free from all doubts and fears;
Only a few more trials,
Only a few more tears!

Chorus
Safe in the arms of Jesus,
Safe in his love to rest,
O how my heart rejoices!
Sweetly my soul doth rest.

2 Jesus, my heart’s dear refuge,
Jesus has died for me;
Firm on the Rock of Ages
Ever my trust shall be.
Here let me wait with patience,
Wait till the night is o’er;
Wait till the glorious sunlight
Rises to set no more.



Hymn 253 - Thankful Worship

1 Safely through another week
God has brought us on our way,
Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts today.
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.

2 While we seek supplies of grace,
Through the dear Redeemer’s name,
Show thy reconciled face;
Take away our sin and shame.
From all worldly cares set free,
May we rest this day in thee.
From all worldly cares set free,
May we rest this day in thee.

3 Here we come thy name to praise;
Let us feel thy presence near;
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we join in worship here.
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting rest.
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting rest.



Hymn 254 - Pray For Reapers

1 Saints of God, the dawn is bright’ning
With the glory of the Lord;
O’er the earth the field is whit’ning;
Now recall the Master’s word-
Pray for reapers, Pray for reapers
In the harvest of the Lord.

2 Long we’ve sowed with toil and sadness,
Weeping o’er the waste around;
Now we gather grains of gladness;
Ripened wheat may now be found.
Blessed reapers! Blessed reapers!
How their joys may now abound!

3 Now, O Lord, fulfil thy pleasure,
Use thy consecrated band,
Culling out thy precious treasure
From the tares o’er all the land.
Make us reapers, Make us reapers,
We’re awaiting thy command.

4 Soon shall end the time of reaping,
Soon the happy day will come,
And with joy we shall be keeping
God’s eternal harvest home.
O what rapture! O what rapture!
Never, nevermore to roam.



Hymn 255 - Salvation

1 Salvation! O the joyful sound!
What tidings for our race!
Deliv’rance for the world is found,
Through God’s abounding grace.
Deliv’rance for the world is found,
Through God’s abounding grace.

2 Salvation! let the tidings fly
The sin-cursed earth around!
Raise the triumphant notes on high,
And let your songs abound.
Raise the triumphant notes on high,
And let your songs abound.

3 Salvation! O ye weary souls,
It brings you life and peace-
Eternal life, eternal health,
And joys which ne’er shall cease.
Eternal life, eternal health,
And joys which ne’er shall cease.

4 Salvation! O ye toiling saints,
By faith ye have it now;
The promise is your daily strength,
While to God’s will ye bow.
The promise is your daily strength,
While to God’s will ye bow.

5 Salvation! O the blessed work
With Christ you shall enjoy-
Of bearing it to all mankind-
Your future blest employ.
Of bearing it to all mankind-
Your future blest employ.

6 Salvation! O our Father, God,
And thou, his blessed Son,
The plan is wise, and just and good,
The wondrous work well done.
The plan is wise, and just and good,
The wondrous work well done.

7 Salvation! O the blessed theme
Shall fill the world with joy!
When all its mighty work is seen,
Praise shall all tongues employ.
When all its mighty work is seen,
Praise shall all tongues employ.



Hymn 256 - Empty And Fill My Heart

1 Saviour divine, now from above,
Assist me with thy heav’nly grace;
Empty my heart of earthly love,
And for thyself prepare the place.

2 O! let thy sacred presence fill,
And set my longing spirit free,
Which seeks to have no other will,
But day by day to follow thee.

3 While now on trial here below,
No other good will I pursue;
I bid this world of noise and show,
With all its glitt’ring snares adieu.

4 That path with patient care I seek,
In which my Saviour’s footprints shine;
Nor could I trust, nor would I speak
Of any other way than thine.

5 Henceforth may no profane delight
Divide this consecrated soul;
Possess it, thou who hast the right,
As Lord and master of the whole.

6 Naught that’s of earth do I desire,
But let thy spirit with me rest;
Only for this will I inquire,
And thus with thee I shall be blest.



Hymn 257 - Saviour, Lead Us

1 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us;
Much we need thy tender care;
In thy pleasant pastures feed us,
For our use thy fold prepare:
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, thine we are.
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast bought us, thine we are.

2 We are thine; do thou befriend us,
Be the guardian of our way:
Keep thy flock, from foes defend us,
Let us never go astray:
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Hear, O hear us when we pray.
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Hear, O hear us when we pray.

3 Thou hast promised to receive us,
Poor and needy though we be;
Thou hast mercy to relieve us,
Grace to cleanse, and pow’r to free:
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
We have fully turned to thee.
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
We have fully turned to thee.

4 Fully let us have thy favor,
Fully we would do thy will;
Blessed Lord and only Saviour,
With thy love and likeness fill:
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast loved us, love us still.
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,
Thou hast loved us, love us still.



Hymn 258 - Clinging To Thee

1 Saviour, more than life to me,
I am clinging, clinging close to thee;
Let thy precious blood applied
Keep me ever, ever near thy side.

Chorus
Ev’ry day, ev’ry hour,
Let me feel thy cleansing pow’r;
May thy tender love to me
Bind me closer, closer, Lord, to thee.

2 Thru this trial state below;
Lead me ever, ever as I go;
Trusting thee, I cannot stray;
I can never, never lose my way.

3 I would love thee more and more,
Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o’er;
Till my soul has gained the bliss
Of a higher, higher state than this.

4 Then I’ll see what thou hast wro’t;
Then I’ll love thee, love thee as I ought
Looking back, I’ll praise the way
Thou hast led me, led me, day by day.



Hymn 259 - Saviour, Thy Dying Love

1 Saviour, thy dying love
Thou gavest me,
Nor would I aught withhold,
Dear Lord from thee.
In love my soul would bow,
My heart fulfil its vow,
Myself an off’ring now,
I bring to thee.

2 Jesus, our mercy-seat,
Covering me,
My grateful faith looks up,
Saviour to thee.
Help me the news to bear,
Thy wondrous love declare,
Spread thy truth ev’rywhere,
Dear Lord, for thee.

3 Give me a faithful heart,
Likeness to thee,
That each departing day
Henceforth may see
Thy work of love well done,
Thy praise on earth begun,
Some vict’ry for truth won
Some work for thee.

4 Lord, I would follow thee
In all the way
Thy weary feet have trod;
Yes, if I may,
Help me the cross to bear,
All thy fair graces wear,
Close watching unto prayer,
Following thee.

5 All that I am and have-
Thy gifts so free-
All of my ransomed life,
Dear Lord for thee!
And when thy face I see,
Thy sweet “Well done” shall be,
Through all eternity,
Enough for me.



Hymn 260 - Send Out Thy Light

1 Send out thy light and truth, O Lord;
Let them our leaders be
To guide us to thy holy hill
Where we shall worship thee.
Send out thy light o’er land and sea,
Till ev’ry heart shall bow to thee.

Chorus
Send out thy light,
Thy light and truth, O Lord.

2 Send out thy light and truth, O Lord;
Where sin’s dark shadows fall;
Arouse the soldiers of the cross
To heed the trumpet’s call;
Send out thy truth where error reigns,
And cleanse away its crimson stains.

3 Send out thy light and truth, O Lord;
The blessed tidings spread
Till, by those sweet evangel tones,
All nations shall be led;
Send out thy light, O Morning Star,
And beam upon the isles afar.

4 Send out thy light and truth, O Lord,
And let the beams of day
Break through the dismal gloom of night
And guide men in thy way.
Send out thy truth, O speed the hour
When all the world shall know its pow’r.

Hymn 261 - Fully The Lord’s

1 Shall I, for fear of feeble man,
Refrain from showing God’s great plan?
Under a cover hide my light,
While thousands grope in cheerless night?

2 Shall I, for this world’s mean renown,
Regard a mortal’s smile or frown?
How then could I my trial stand?
Or what excuse could I command?

3 Lord, I would loyal prove to thee!
Let thy reproaches fall on me;
To spend my days in thine employ
Shall be my chiefest earthly joy.

4 O! what are all earth’s gilded toys
Compared with heav’n’s eternal joys?
Or even to the feast now spread,
For pilgrims through the desert led?

5 O! sweeter far the wilderness,
With all its bleak, wild barrenness,
Than all the city’s pomp and pride
Without my heav’nly Friend and Guide!

6 Its manna is a foretaste sweet
Of heav’nly bounty all complete;
Its cloudy pillar, guiding light,
Are earnests of the future bright.

7 This path I therefore humbly tread
In footprints of our living Head,
In hope rejoicing as I go
In him who leads and loves me so.