Help to sing our Saviour's merits,
Help to chant Immanuel's praise.
1 Where is my God?-does he retire
Beyond the reach of humble sighs?
Are these weak breathings of desire
Too languid to ascend the skies?
2 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye,
See where the great Redeemer stands,
The glorious advocate on high,
With precious incense in his hands!
3 He sweetens every humble groan,
He recommends each broken prayer;
The softest call before his throne
May rise and find acceptance there.
4 Teach my weak heart, O gracious Lord,
With stronger faith to call thee mine;
Bid me pronounce the blissful word,
My Father, God, with joy divine.
Living Redeemer. Job xix. 25.
1 I know that my Redeemer lives-
What joy the blest assurance gives!
He lives-he lives! who once was dead,
He lives, my everlasting head!
2 He lives to bless me with his love,
He lives to plead for me above;
He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to help in time of need.
3 He lives and grants me daily breath,
He lives, and I shall conquer death;
He lives my mansion to prepare,
He lives to bring me safely there.
4 He lives!-all glory to his name!
He lives, my Saviour still the same;
How great the joy this sentence gives,
"I know that my Redeemer lives!"
1 COME, ev'ry pious heart
That loves the Saviour's name,
Your noblest powers exert
To celebrate his fame :
Tell all above, and all below,
The debt of love to him you owe.
2 He left his starry crown,
And laid his robes aside;
On wings of love came down,
And wept, and bled, and died;
What he endured, oh, who can tell?
To save our souls from death and hell.
3 From the dark grave he rose,
The mansion of the dead;
And thence his mighty foes
In glorious triumph led;
Up through the sky the conqueror rode,
And reigns on high, the Saviour, God.
4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay
The debt we owe thy love;
Yet tell us how we may
Our gratitude approve :
Our hearts-our all to thee we give :
The gift, though small, do thou receive.
53. L. M.
Hiding place. Isa. xxxii. ii.
1 HAIL, sov'reign love, that first began
The scheme to rescue fallen man!
Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace,
That gave my soul a hiding place.
2 Against the God that rules the sky
I fought with hands uplifted high;
Despised the offers of his grace,
Too proud to seek a hiding place.
3 Enwrapped in dark Egyptian night,
And fond of darkness more than light,
Madly I ran the sinful race,
Secure without a hiding place.
4 But thus the eternal counsel ran :
Almighty love! arrest the man ;"—
I felt the arrows of distress,
And found I had no hiding place.
5 Vindictive justice stood in view;
To Sinai's fiery mount I flew;
But justice cried with frowning face,
"This mountain is no hiding place."
6 But lo! a heavenly voice I heard-
And mercy's angel soon appeared;
Who led me on a pleasing pace,
To Jesus Christ, my hiding place.
7 On him almighty vengeance fell,
Which must have sunk a world to hell;
He bore it for his chosen race,
And now he is my hiding place.
1 HE who on earth as man was known,
And bore our sins and pains,
Now seated on the eternal throne,
The God of glory reigns.
2 His righteousness to faith revealed,
Wrought out for guilty worms,
Affords a hiding place, and shield,
From enemies and storms.
3 When troubles, like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head,
To this high rock his people run,
And find a pleasing shade.
4 How glorious He!-how happy they!
In such a glorious Friend!
Whose love secures them all the way,
And crowns them at the end.
1 VAIN delusive world adieu,
With all of creature good,
Only Jesus I'll pursue,
Who bought me with his blood;
All thy pleasure I'll forego,
I'll trample on thy wealth and pride;
Only Jesus will I know,
And Jesus crucified !
2 Other knowledge I disdain,
'Tis all but vanity;
Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain,
He tasted death for me!
He to save from endless wo,
The sin atoning victim died,
Only Jesus will I know,
And Jesus crucified !
3 Him to know is life and peace,
And pleasure without end,
This is all my happiness,
On Jesus to depend;
Daily in his grace to grow,
And ever in his love abide;
Only Jesus will I know,
And Jesus crucified!
4 O that I could all invite,
This saving truth to prove;
Show the length, and breadth, and height,
And depth of Jesus' love;
Fain I would to sinners show
This blood alone by faith applied;
Only Jesus will I know,
And Jesus crucified!
The good Shepherd. John x. 11. 1 LET thy kingdom, blessed Saviour, Come and bid our sorrows cease; Come, O come and reign forever, God of love and Prince of peace! Visit now thy precious Zion,
See thy people mourn and weep;
Day and night thy lambs are crying,
Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.
2 Lord, in us there is no merit-
We've been sinners from our youth:
Guide us, Lord, by thy good Spirit,
That shall teach us all thy truth;
On the gospel word we'll venture,
Till in death's cold arms we sleep;
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