Drink thou with him the cup,
With him the baptism share;
Be this thy truest lifting up,
Like to thy Lord to fare.
577 JESUS! Master! hear my cry;
Save me, heal me with a word;
Fainting at thy feet I lie;
Thou my whispered plaint hast heard.
Jesus! Master! mercy show,
Thou art passing near my soul;
Thou my inward grief dost know,
Thou alone canst make me whole.
Jesus! Master! as of yore
Thou didst bid the blind man see,
Light upon my spirit pour ;
Jesus! Master! heal thou me.
578 THERE is an hour when I must stand Before the judgment seat;
C.M. And all my sins, and all my crimes,
In awful vision meet.
There is an hour when I must look
On one eternity;
And nameless woe, or blissful life,
My endless portion be.
O Saviour, then, in all my need
Be near, be near to me;
And let my soul, by steadfast faith,
Find life and heaven in thee.
THOUGH all the world my choice deride,
Yet Jesus shall my portion be;
For I am pleased with none beside ;
The fairest of the fair is he.
Sweet is the vision of thy face,
And kindness o'er thy lips is shed;
Lovely art thou, and full of grace,
And glory beams around thy head.
Thy sufferings I embrace with thee,
Thy poverty and shameful cross;
The pleasures of the world I flee,
And deem its treasures only dross.
Be daily dearer to my heart,
And ever let me feel thee near;
Then willingly with all I'd part,
Nor count it worthy of a tear.
580 RIDE on, ride on in majesty !
a lowly pomp ride on to die :
L.M. O Christ! thy triumphs now begin
O'er captive death and conquered sin
Ride on, ride on in majesty !
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh:
The Father, on his sapphire throne,
Expects his own anointed Son.
Ride on, ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die :
Bow thy meek head to mortal pain ;
Then take, O God, thy power, and reign!
581 WE would see Jesus, for we know
His sovereign grace alone
Can on us hearts of flesh bestow,
And for our sins atone.
We would see Jesus, does not he
Bid contrite sinners come?
And to such guilty souls as we
Proclaim"There yet is room!"
We would see Jesus, for his saints
May lean upon his breast;
Pour out with confidence their plaints,
And find celestial rest.
We would see Jesus, and would pray
For those unhappy friends,
Who still pursue that crooked way
Which in perdition ends.
582 THY mansion is my cleansed heart,
O Lord, thy dwelling-place secure !
Bid the unruly throng depart,
And leave the consecrated floor.
Devoted though I am to thee,
A thievish swarm my soul annoys;
They grieve my Lord away from me,
And rob my heart of all its joys.
O Lord, what bliss thy presence gives!
What peace shall reign when thou art
here!
Thy presence makes this den of thieves
A calm, delightful house of prayer.
583 LO, the stone which once aside
By the builder's hand was thrown,
See it now the building's pride,
See it now the corner stone!
Lo, we hail Jehovah's deed,
Strange and wondrous in our eyes;
Jesus Christ is Lord decreed;
Bid the voice of gladness rise.
584 OH! why do mortals yet despise
This Bridegroom from above?
And for their farms and merchandise
Neglect the feast of love?
Send forth thy messengers, O Lord,
Through all the haunts of sin ;
And, hailing sinners by thy word,
Compel them to come in.
For they, who once this supper taste,
Shall thirst for sin no more;
And they, who see The Bridegroom's face,
Eternally adore.
585 IF asked what of Jesus I think,
Though still my best thoughts are but poor, I say, he's my meat and my drink, My life, and my strength, and my store, My Shepherd, my Husband, my Friend, My Saviour from sin and from thrall, My hope from beginning to end, My Portion, my Lord, and my Áll. 586 MOST gracious Lord, what can we pay
For favours so divine?
We consecrate our every power,
To be for ever thine.
Had we ten thousand hearts and lives,
We'd give them all to thee;
Had we ten thousand tongues, they all
Should join the harmony.
587 O LORD, if I have not begun
To tread the sacred road,
Now teach my wandering feet the way
To reach thy blest abode.
Or if I'm truly in the path,
Assist me with thy strength,
That I may swift advances make,
And reach thy house at length.
My care, my hope, my sole request,
Are all comprised in this,
Truly to follow Christ my Lord,
And then to share his bliss.
588 LET not thy heart despond and say,
How shall I stand the trying day?
L.M. He has engaged by firm decree,
That, “as thy day, thy strength shall be."
Should persecution rage and flame,
Still trust in thy Redeemer's name ;
In fiery trials thou shalt see
That," as thy day, thy strength shall be."
589 WHEN the gospel race is run, When the Gentile day is done,
Signs and wonders there shall be
In the heaven, and earth, and sea.
Lo! mid terror and mid tears,
Jesus in the clouds appears,
While the trump's tremendous blast
Peals, the loudest and the last.
East and west, and south and north,
Speeds each glorious angel forth,
Gathering in with glittering wing
Zion's saints to Zion's King.
Man nor angel knows that day;
Heaven and earth shall pass away;
Still shall stand the Saviour's word,
Deathless as its deathless Lord.
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