3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith,
A sense of pard'ning love,
A hope that triumphs over death,
Gives joys like those above.
4 To take a glimpse within the veil,
To know that God is mine,
Are springs of joy that never fail,
Unspeakable! divine!
5 These are the joys which satisfy,
And sanctify the mind;
Which make the spirit mount on high,
And leave the world behind.
UNION TO CHRIST (Ro. viii. 31-39). C. M.
Peckham-Bedford-St. George's.
1 Let Christian faith and hope dispel
The fears of guilt and woe;
The Lord Almighty is our friend,
And who can prove a foe?
2 He who his Son, most dear and loved, Gave up for us to die,
Shall he not all things freely give
That goodness can supply?
3 Behold the best, the greatest gift,
Of everlasting love!
Behold the pledge of peace below,
And perfect bliss above!
4 Where is the judge who can condemn, Since God hath justify'd?
Who shall charge those with guilt or crime For whom the Saviour died?
5 The Saviour died, but rose again Triumphant from the grave;
And pleads our cause at God's right hand, Omnipotent to save.
6 Who then can e'er divide us more
From Jesus and his love?
Or break the sacred chain that binds
The earth to heaven above?
7 Let troubles rise, and terrors frown,
And days of darkness fall;
Through him all dangers we'll defy,
And more than conquer all.
8 Nor death nor life, nor earth nor hell,
Nor time's destroying sway,
Can e'er efface us from his heart,
Or make his love decay.
9 Each future period that will bless
As it has bless'd the past;
He loved us from the first of time,
He loves us to the last.
It doth no discontent in me,
Nor one hard thought awaken;
A grudging and repining heart.
Would only aggravate the smart,
And draw down thy displeasure;
For what I give thee, give thou me
A larger share, my God, in thee,
And in thy heavenly treasure.
3 Thou tookest it; I know thou hast
Safe lodged with thee my treasure;
And therefore, though my tears flow fast,
I give it thee with pleasure.
"Tis better there than here to be,
And should I one day come to thee,
It will not then repent me,
That unto thee I gave the best
And dearest treasure I possessed;
Ah! no, it will content me.
4 I only ask for faith, while still
On this poor earth I linger,
To take alike the good and ill,
And see in all thy finger;
To bless thy name for all thou dost,
And put in thee my steadfast trust,
Whatever may befall me;
To cast on thee my daily care,
And every trial meekly bear,
To which thy will may call me.
5 Oh, let me, thou eternal God,
With this strong faith embrace thee, Nor wish for any other good,
As long as I possess thee.
Through all the changes of my life,
In weal and woe, in peace and strife,
In wealth and tribulation,
Thou shalt be all in all to me,
Till I awake, made like to thee,
In heavenly transformation.
Lexden (slurring notes 2, 3, and 4, 5.) Grantham, No. 566, "Comprehensive Tune Book."
1 Friend after friend departs:
Who hath not lost a friend?
There is no union here of hearts,
That finds not here an end:
Were this frail world our final rest,
Living or dying, none were blest.
2 Beyond the flight of time,
Beyond this vale of death,
There surely is some blessed clime,
Where life is not a breath;
Nor life's affections transient fire,
Whose sparks fly upward and expire.
3 There is a world above,
Were parting is unknown;
A whole eternity of love,
Formed for the good alone;
And faith beholds the dying here,
Translated to that happier sphere.
4 Thus star by star declines,
Till all are passed away,
As morning high and higher shines
To pure and perfect day;
Nor sink those stars in empty night,—
They hide themselves in heaven's own light.
TAKE COMFORT, CHRISTIANS.
(1 Thess. iv. 13-18.)
Comfort-Manchester-Messiah.
1 Take comfort, Christians, when your friends In Jesus fall asleep;
Their better being never ends,
Why then dejected weep?
2 Why inconsolable, as those
To whom no hope is given?
Death is the messenger of peace,
And calls the soul to heaven.
3 As Jesus died, and rose again
Victorious from the dead;
So his disciples rise, and reign
With their triumphant Head.
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