2 Jesus, who gave Himself for you, Opens to you His sacred heart; 3 Ye hear how kindly He invites ; 4 O Jesus, Joy of saints on high, 5 Wash Thou my wounds in that dear blood 88 1 C. M. LMIGHTY Father, God of grace, In folly from Thy paths have turned, 2 Sins of omission and of act Through all our lives abound: 3 Oh spare us, Lord, in mercy spare ; Our contrite souls restore, Through Him who suffered on the cross, 4 And grant, O Father, for His sake, 89 1 C. M. S to Thy cross, dear Lord, we flee, So let Thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven. 2 Help us, through good report and ill, Like Thee to do our Father's will, 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, And kindness in our bosoms dwell, 4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, 5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Oh may we lead the pilgrim's life, 90 1 L. M. AS, when the weary traveller gain The height of some o'erlooking hill, 2 Thus, when the Christian pilgrim views ; 91 3 The thought of home his spirit cheers; No more he grieves for trouble past, Nor any future trial fears, So he may safe arrive at last. 4 'Tis there, he says, I am to dwell 1 2 3 6. 6. 6. 4. 8. 8. 4. EHOLD the Lamb of God! Let it not be in vain That Thou hast died: Thee for my Saviour let me take, Thy pierced side. Behold the Lamb of God! Of Thy most precious blood Wash me and make me clean within, Behold the Lamb of God! All hail, Incarnate Word, Thou everlasting Lord, Saviour most blest; 4 Fill us with love that never faints, Behold the Lamb of God! That sitteth on the throne One with the Ancient of all days, 92 1 93 1 7.7.7.7. LESSED Lord, who Thee receive, BL Who in Thee begin to live, Day and night they cry to Thee, BLES S. M. LEST are the pure in heart, 94 1 2 3 The Lord, who left the heavens Doth still Himself impart; And for His dwelling and His throne 4 Lord, we Thy presence seek; 5 Give us a pure and lowly heart, Whom heaven and earth adore, BE 7.7.7.7. RETHREN, let us join to bless Christ, the Lord our righteousness; Let our praise to Him be given, High at God's right hand in heaven. 2 Son of God, to Thee we bow: Thou art Lord, and only Thou; Thou the blessed Virgin's Seed, Glory of Thy Church, and Head. 3 Thee the angels ceaseless sing; Thee we praise, our Priest and King; Worthy is Thy name of praise, Full of glory, full of grace. 4 May we follow and adore Thee, our Saviour, evermore ; Guide and bless us with Thy love, Till we join Thy saints above. |