Edward J. Hopkins, 1869. 464 ST. RAPHAEL. 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. 1. Jesus, Lord of life and glory, Bend from heav'n Thy gra-cious ear; 254 While our wait-ing souls adore Thee, Friend of help-less 2 From the depths of nature's blindness, O deliver us, good Lord. 3 When temptation sorely presses, In the day of Satan's power, In our times of deep distresses, In each dark and trying hour, By Thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. 4 When the world around is smiling, 5 In the weary hours of sickness, O deliver us, good Lord. 6 In the solemn hour of dying, May our souls, on Thee relying, O deliver us, good Lord. John J. Cummins, 1839. 465 EVEN ME. 8. 7. 8. 7. With Refrain. William B. Bradbury, 1862. Used by permission of The Biglow & Main Co., owners of the copyright. 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father, Sinful though my heart may be; Thou might'st pass me, but the rather Let Thy mercy light on me.-REF. 3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour, Let me love and cling to Thee; I am longing for Thy favor; When Thou comest, call for me.-REF. 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, Thou canst make the blind to see; Witnesser of Jesus' merit, Speak the word of power to me.-REF. 466 UFFINGHAM. L. M. 5 Have I long in sin been sleeping, 6 Love of God, so pure and changeless, 7 Pass me not, but, pardon bringing, William H. Monk, 1823-1889. 467 SUPPLICATION. 8. 7. 8. 7. D. 4 1. Take me, O my Fa-ther, take me; Take me, save me, through Thy Son; O: 4 25-4 That which Thou wouldst have me, make me, Let Thy will in me be done. Long from Thee my foot-steps stray -ing, Thorn-y proved the way I trod; Weary come I now, and praying, Take me to Thy love, my God. 目 2 Fruitless years with grief recalling, To Thy household take me in. This relenting heart of mine; Gift unworthy love like Thine. 466 UFFINGHAM. L. M. 2 I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscious guilt oppressed; Christ and His cross my only plea : O God, be merciful to me. 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But Thou dost all my anguish see: O God, be merciful to me. 3 Once the world's Redeemer, dying, Bore our sins upon the tree; On that sacrifice relying, Now I look in hope to Thee: Father, take me; all forgiving, Fold me to Thy loving breast; In Thy love for ever living I must be for ever blest. Rev. Ray Palmer, 1864. 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, Can for a single sin atone; To Calvary alone I flee : O God, be merciful to me. 5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell, Rev. Cornelius Elven, 1852. Rev. John B. Dykes, 1861. 468 HOLLINGSIDE. 7. 7. 7. 7. D. p 2 By Thy helpless infant years, 3 By the sacred grief that wept Faith and 4 By the burden Thou didst bear; 5 By Thy deep expiring groan; Salvation. 469 ST. FABIAN. 7. 7. 7. 7. D. (First Tune.) Sir Robert Grant, 1839. Sir Joseph Barnby, 1866. 1. Je-sus, Lov-er of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly While the billows near me 2 Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; With the shadow of Thy wing! Lo, on Thee I cast my care; Reach me out Thy gracious hand. While I of Thy strength receive, Hoping against hope I stand, Dying, and behold I live! 4 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy Name; I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 5 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Freely let me take to Thee; 469 MARTYN. 7. 7. 7. 7. D. (Second Tune.) 4:8 1. { Rev. Charles Wesley, 1740. Simeon B. Marsh, 1834. FINE. Jesus, Lov - er of my soul, Let me to Thy bo- som fly While the billows near me roll, While the tem- pest still is high; D.C.-Safe in to the ha - ven guide; O re-ceive my soul at last! |