HUMMEL. C. M. C. ZEUNER. Lord Jesus! when I think of thee, Of all thy love and grace, My spirit longs and fain would see Thy beauty, face to face. 346 "The King in his beauty." 2 And though the wilderness I tread, Where foes and snares abound; 3 Yet in thy love such depths I see, 4 My Lord, my Life, my Rest, my Shield, 5 My Saviour, keep my spirit stayed, Hard following after thee; Till I, in robes of white arrayed, Thy face in glory see. O LORD, we now the path retrace 2 Thy love, by man so sorely tried, 3 Unmoved by Satan's subtle wiles, 4 O Lord, with sorrow and with shame, We meekly would confess, How little we, who bear thy name, 5 Give us thy meek, thy lowly mind; And all our rest and pleasure find ST. LEONARD. C. M. James G. Deck. James G. Deck. H. SMART. Jesus, and didst thou condescend, When vailed in human clay, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, And drive disease a-way? 348 "Our infirmities." JESUS, and didst thou condescend, When vailed in human clay, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, 2 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry, 3 And didst thou pity mortal woe, 4 Didst thou regard thy servant's cry, When sinking in the wave? I perish, Lord, oh, save my soul! Mrs. Amelia Wakeford. BEHOLD, where, in a mortal form, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, 3 'Mid keen reproach and cruel scorn, He meek and patient stood; His foes, ungrateful, sought his life, 4 In the last hour of deep distress, 5 Be Christ our pattern, and our guide, His image may we bear; Oh, may we tread his holy steps,— William Enfield. A PILGRIM through this lonely world, A mourner all his life was he, 2 That tender heart that felt for all, WHAT grace, O Lord, and beauty shone What patient love was seen in all 2 For, ever on thy burdened heart 3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, 4 Oh, give us hearts to love like thee! 5 One with thyself, may every eye, The gentleness and grace that spring Edward Denny. GRIGG. C. M. J. GRIGG. Thou art the Way: to thee a-lone From sin and death we flee; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 352 "Way, Truth, and Life.” And he who would the Father seek, 2 Thou art the Truth: thy word alone HELENA. C. M. 3 Thou art the Life: the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm; And those who put their trust in thee 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life: George W. Doane. W. B. BRADBURY. Lord, as to thy dear cross we flee, And pray to be for-given, So let thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven. 353 Pattern of Forgiveness. LORD, as to thy dear cross we flee, And pray to be forgiven, So let thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven. 2 Help us, through good report and ill, Our daily cross to bear; Like thee, to do our Father's will, Our brother's griefs to share. 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, And kindness in our bosoms dwell 4 If joy shall at thy bidding fly, And grief's dark day come on, We, in our turn, would meekly cry, "Father, thy will be done!" 5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Forgiving and forgiven, Oh, may we lead the pilgrim's life, John H. Gurney. JESUS! thy love shall we forget, And never bring to mind The grace that paid our hopeless debt, 2 Shall we thy life of grief forget, 3 Gethsemane can we forget- 4 Our sorrows and our sins were laid On thee, alone on thee; Thy precious blood our ransom paid— Thine all the glory be! 5 Life's brightest joys we may forgetOur kindred cease to love; But he who paid our hopeless debt, William Mitchell. I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, "Come unto me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down I came to Jesus as I was, 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say,- Stoop down, and drink, and live!" Of that life-giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in him. I looked to Jesus, and I found And in that light of life I'll walk, Horatius Bonar. |