4 "Tis thy will that we should be 5.5.5.11. 360. BEARING ONE Another's Burdens. Yeoman's. 1 Come, let us arise, and press to the skies; The summons obey, My friends, my beloved, and hasten away. 2 The Master of all for our service doth call, And deigns to approve, With smiles of acceptance, our labour of love. 3 His burden who bear, we alone can declare How easy his yoke, While to love and good works we each other provoke ; -- 4 By word and by deed, the bodies in need, The souls to relieve, And freely as Jesus hath given to give. 5 Then let us attend our heavenly friend, In his members distrest, By want, or affliction, or sickness opprest: 6 The pris❜ner relieve, the stranger receive ; Supply all their wants, And spend and be spent in assisting his saints. 7 Thus while we bestow our moments below, Ourselves we forsake, And refuge in Jesus's righteousness take. 8 His passion alone the foundation we own; And pardon we claim, And eternal redemption, in Jesus's name. 361. THE QUIET HAVEN. Kenilworth. 1 Rejoice for a brother deceased, And lodged in the Eden of love. Ss. 2 Our brother the haven hath gained, And sorrow and sin are no more. 362. THE MIDNIGHT CRY. Waterbrook-Swabia-Poole. 1 Servant of God, well done! The voice at midnight came; He started up to hear: A mortal arrow pierced his frame; S. M. double. 2 At midnight came the cry, He woke, and caught his Captain's eye; Left its encumbering clay: 3 The pains of death are past; And, life's long warfare closed at last, 363. I AM THE RESURRECTION AND Howard-St. Stephen's-Stroudwater. 1 Ye that put on the heavenly crown, C. M. 2 Come let us praise the one Great Head, The self-same power to save; Ye who in bliss are perfected, And we beside the grave. 3 Glory to him who tasted death, Though he were dead, shall live! 4 Glory to him who won the strife, And is gone up on high; The Resurrection and the Life 5 Glory from us who think him long, And glory, from your palmy throng, 6 When wilt thou be at once adored 364. STRONG CONSOLATION. Huddersfield-Bedford-Abbey. C. M. 1 Why do we mourn departing friends? 2 Are we not tending upward too, Nor should we wish the hours more slow, To keep us from our love. |