The promise of that faithful word, Be thou at my right hand, So when my latest breath Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, "For ever with the Lord !" Then, though the soul enjoy Communion high and sweet, While worms this body must destroy, Both shall in glory meet. The trump of final doom Will speak the selfsame word, And Heaven's voice thunder through the tomb, "For ever with the LORD!" The tomb shall echo deep That death-awakening sound; The saints shall hear it in their sleep, And answer from the ground. Then, upward as they fly, That resurrection-word, That shout of victory, Once more, "For ever with the Lord !” Amen; so let it be ! INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Cowper. 33 386 Newton. 155 Toplady. 469 Montgomery. 258 Hammond. ST .Doddridge. 135 A CHARGE to keep I have.. ... A debtor to mercy alone All hail the power of Jesus' name.................... All praise to the Lamb, accepted I am. Am I a soldier of the cross? And am I only born to die?. And may I hope that when no more Appointed by thee, we meet in thy name. Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat. Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's height. Awake my soul, stretch every nerve.. BE faithful to the end.. Begone unbelief... Behold the mountain of the Lord... Behold the Saviour at thy door......... Be still my heart, these anxious cares. Brethren, while we sojourn here... But that thou art my wisdom, Lord .. CAN sinners hope for heaven? PAGE Newton, 331 ..Logan. 375 461 Newton. 524 Come forth! come on, with solemn song Come, Holy Spirit, come, With. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove....... Windham. M. Luther. 432 Topludy. 292 .F. Sachse. 424 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast Come let us anew our journey pursue, Roll.................C. Wesley. 257 Come let us anew our journey pursue, With Come let us join our friends above, Come, my soul, thy suit prepare. Come, sinner, to the gospel feast. Come thou Fount of every blessing Come to Calvary's holy mountain.. DARK and thorny is the desert.. Dear Lord, though bitter is the cup. EARLY, my God, without delay.. FAIN would my thoughts fly up to thee... Farewell, vain world, I bid adieu.. Far from the world, O Lord, I flee Flung to the heedless winds Forever with the Lord......... Friend after friend departs ... From every stormy wind that blows. GENTLY, Lord, O gently lead us.. Glory to God the Father be.. God doth not leave his own.. God of the morning, at whose voice. Go to dark Gethsemane.. Grace, how exceeding sweet to those. Gracious Lord, our children sec. Great God, indulge my humble claim.. PAGE Watts. 124 Toplady. 593 Newton. 590 |