2 Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on thee:
Leave, ah! leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me:
All my trust on thee is stayed,
All my help from thee I bring;
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of thy wing.
3 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
4 Plentcous grace with thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within:
Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of thee;
Spring thou up within my heart;
Rise to all eternity.
1 JESUS, merciful and mild,
Lead me as a helpless child:
On no other arm but thine
Would my weary soul recline;
Thou art ready to forgive,
Thou canst bid the sinner live-
Guide the wanderer, day by day,
In the strait and narrow way.
2 I am weakness, thou art might;
I am darkness, thou art light;
I am all defiled with sin,
Thou canst make me pure within;
Foes that threaten to devour,
In thy presence have no power;
Thou canst bid their rage be still,
And my heart with comfort fill.
3 Thou canst fit me by thy grace
For the heavenly dwelling-place;
All thy promises are sure,
Ever shall thy love endure;
Then what more could I desire,
How to greater bliss aspire?
All I need, in thee I see,
Thou art all in all to me.
4 Jesus, Saviour all divine,
Hast thou made me truly thine?
Hast thou bought me by thy blood?
Reconciled my heart to God?
Hearken to my tender prayer,
Let me thy own image bear;
Let me love thee more and more,
Till I reach heaven's blissful shore.
2 In the way a thousand snares
Lie, to take us unawares;
Satan, with malicious art,
Watches each unguarded part:
But, from Satan's malice free,
Saints shall soon victorious be;
Soon the joyful news will come,
"Child, your Father calls-come home!"
3 But of all the foes we meet,
None so oft mislead our feet,
None betray us into sin
Like the foes that dwell within;
Yet let nothing spoil our peace,
Christ shall also conquer these;
Soon the joyful news will come,
"Child, your Father calls-come home!"
1 SAVIOUR, when in dust, to thee Low we bow th' adoring knee; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our streaming eyes: Oh! by all thy pains and woe, Suffered once for man below, Bending from thy throne on high, Hear thy people when they cry.
2 By thy birth and early years,
By thy human griefs and fears,
By thy fasting and distress
In the lonely wilderness:
By thy victory in the hour
Of the subtle tempter's power;
Jesus, look with pitying eye;
Hear thy people when they cry.
3 By thine hour of dark despair,
By thine agony of prayer,
By the purple robe of scorn,
By thy wounds-thy crown of thorn;
By thy cross-thy pangs and cries;
By thy perfect sacrifice;
Jesus, look with pitying eye;
Hear thy people when they cry.
4 By thy deep expiring groan,
By the sealed sepulchral stone,
By thy triumph o'er the grave,
By thy power from death to save;
Mighty God, ascended Lord,
To thy throne in heaven restored,
Saviour, Prince, exalted high,
Hear thy people when they cry.
1. Je-sus, full of all compassion, Hear thine humble suppliant's cry, Let me know thy great salD. S. Prostrate at thy fee re
vation-See! I languish, faint, and die. Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelmed with helpless - penting-Send, oh! send me quick relief!
2 Whither should a wretch be flying,
But to him who comfort gives?
Whither, from the dread of dying,
But to him who ever lives?
While I view thee, wounded, grieving,
Breathless, on the cursed tree,
Fain I'd feel my heart believing
Thou didst suffer thus for me.
3 In the world of endless ruin,
Let it never, Lord, be said,
"Here's a soul that perished, sueing
For the Saviour's boasted aid!" Saved!-the deed shall spread new glory Through the shining realms above; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptured with thy love.
1 JESUS, I my cross have taken,
All to leave, and follow thee;
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be!
Perish, every fond ambition,
All I've sought, or hoped, or known;
Yet how rich is my condition,
God and heaven are still my own!
2 Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Saviour, too; Human hearts and looks deceive meThou art not, like them, untrue;
Oh! while thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate, and friends disown me,
Show thy face, and all is bright.
3 Man may trouble and distress me,
'T will but drive me to thy breast,
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest!
Oh! 't is not in grief to harm me,
While thy love is left to me;
Oh! 't were not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with thee.
1 LORD, I hear of showers of blessing
Thou art scattering full and free;
Showers the thirsty soul refreshing;
Let some droppings fall on me!
Pass me not, O gracious Father!
Lost and sinful though I be;
Thou might'st curse me, but the rather
Let thy mercy light on me.
2 Have I long in sin been sleeping?
Long been slighting, grieving thee?
Has the world my heart been keeping!
Oh! forgive and rescue me!
Pass me not, O mighty Spirit!
Thou canst make the blind to see;
Testify of Jesus' merit,
Speak the word of power to me.
1 FULL of trembling expectation, Feeling much, and fearing more, Mighty God of my salvation!
I thy timely aid implore; Suffering Son of Man! be near me, All my sufferings to sustain, By thy sorer griefs to cheer me, By thy more than mortal pain. 2 Call to mind that unknown anguish, In thy days of flesh below; When thy troubled soul did languish Under a whole world of woe; When thou didst our curse inherit,
Groan beneath our guilty load,
Burdened with a wounded spirit,
Bruised by all the wrath of God.
3 By thy most severe temptation,
In that dark, satanic hour;
By thy last mysterious passion,
Screen me from the adverse power!
By thy fainting in the garden,
By thy bloody sweat, I pray,
Write upon my heart the pardon,
Take my sins and fears away.
1 SAVIOUR, visit thy plantation!
Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain:
All will come to desolation,
Unless thou return again.
Keep no longer at a distance,
Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of thine assistance,
Every plant should droop and die.
2 Once, O Lord, thy garden flourished;
Every part looked gay and green;
Then thy word our spirits nourished:
Happy seasons we have seen.
But a drought has since succeeded,
And a sad decline we see:
Lord, thy help is greatly needed:
Help can only come from thee.
3 Let our mutual love be fervent:
Make us prevalent in prayers;
Let each one esteemed thy servant
Shun the world's bewitching snares.
Break the tempter's fatal power,
Turn the stony heart to flesh,
And begin from this good hour
To revive thy work afresh.
1 PRINCE of Peace, control my will;
Bid this struggling heart be still;
Bid my fears and doubtings cease;
Hush my spirit into peace.
2 Thou hast bought me with thy blood,
Opened wide the gate to God:
Peace I ask-but peace must be,
Lord, in being one with thee.
3 May thy will, not mine, be done;
May thy will and mine be one;
Chase these doubtings from my heart;
Now thy perfect peace impart.
4 Saviour at thy feet I fall;
Thou my life, my God, my all!
Let thy happy servant be
One forevermore with thee!
1 WHEN, my Saviour, shall I be
Perfectly resigned to thee?
Poor and vile in mine own eyes,
Only in thy wisdom wise?
2 Only thee content to know,
Ignorant of all below?
Only guided by thy light,
Only mighty in thy might?
3 Fully in my life express
All the heights of holiness?
Sweetly let my spirit prove
All the depths of humble love.
1 GENTLY, gently, lay the rod
On my sinful head, O God!
Stay thy wrath, in mercy stay,
Lest I sink beneath its sway.
2 Heal me, for my flesh is weak;
Heal me, for thy grace I seek;
This my only plea I make,-
Heal me for thy mercy's sake.
3 Who, within the silent grave,
Shall proclaim thy power to save?
Lord! my sinking soul reprieve;
Speak, and I shall rise and live.
4 Lo! he comes-he heeds my plea;
Lo! he comes-the shadows flee;
Glory round me dawns once more;
Rise, my spirit! and adore.
|