Meanest follower of the Lamb, His steps, I, at a distance, see: I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. I, like Gideon's fleece, am found While the dew on all around Falls plenteous from the sky. I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. Jesus, Thou for me hast died, Yet when melted in the flame Of love, this shall be all my plea; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. WESLEY. THE HIDDEN LIFE. Y life is folded in the life of Jesus, No longer mine, but purchased by that tide That crimson tide, which, shed on Calvary, frees us From those dark stains that in our hearts abide. My life is hid with Christ, and I am His; Whate'er His will, that am I bound to do; If He doth call me to far lands and seas, I hear His summons, and His steps pursue. Where'er He goes, I cannot stay behind; In what He does, my hand shall have employ; Whene'er He suffers, sorrow fills my mind; When He rejoices, I partake the joy. He bought me by His blood, and I am His; PROF. UPHAM, THE FOUNTAIN FILLED WITH BLOOD. HERE is a fountain filled with blood And sinners plunged beneath that flood The dying thief rejoiced to see Dear, dying Lamb! Thy precious blood Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved to sin no more. E'er since by faith I saw the stream Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, For me a blood-bought, free reward, 'Tis strung and tuned for endless years, To sound in God the Father's ears No other name but Thine. WILLIAM COWPER. ROCK OF AGES. [Sir Roundell Palmer rates this as the best hymn in the English Language.] OCK of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee! Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed. |