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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 76498 ***
+
+
+
+
+
+                           Evangelical Lutheran
+                                 HYMN-BOOK
+
+                             ABRIDGED EDITION
+
+                              [Illustration]
+
+                              ST. LOUIS, MO.
+                        CONCORDIA PUBLISHING HOUSE
+                                   1927
+
+                             Copyrighted 1927
+                                    by
+                        CONCORDIA PUBLISHING HOUSE
+                              St. Louis, Mo.
+
+                          PRINTED IN THE U. S. A.
+
+
+
+
+The Order of Morning Service, or the Communion.
+
+
+Introduction.
+
+    A Hymn of Invocation of the Holy Ghost may be sung.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall rise, and the _Minister_, standing at
+    the Altar, shall say:
+
+In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                                  =Amen.=
+
+    Then shall be said the _Confession of Sins_, as here followeth:
+
+
+The Confession of Sins.
+
+_Minister._ Beloved in the Lord! Let us draw near with a true heart and
+confess our sins unto God, our Father, beseeching Him, in the name of our
+Lord Jesus Christ, to grant us forgiveness.
+
+    Then, all kneeling or standing, shall be chanted or said:
+
+_Minister._ Our help is in the name of the Lord.
+
+_Congregation._ =Who made heaven and earth.=
+
+_Minister._ I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord.
+
+_Congregation._ =And Thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin.=
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ say:
+
+Almighty God, our Maker and Redeemer, we poor sinners confess unto Thee
+that we are by nature sinful and unclean, and that we have sinned against
+Thee by thought, word, and deed. Wherefore we flee for refuge to Thine
+infinite mercy, seeking and imploring Thy grace, for the sake of our Lord
+Jesus Christ.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall say with the _Minister_:
+
+=O most merciful God, who hast given Thine only-begotten Son to die for
+us, have mercy upon us, and for His sake grant us remission of all our
+sins; and by Thy Holy Spirit increase in us true knowledge of Thee and of
+Thy will, and true obedience to Thy Word, to the end that by Thy grace we
+may come to everlasting life; through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.=
+
+    Then the _Minister_, standing, shall say:
+
+Almighty God, our heavenly Father, hath had mercy upon us and hath given
+His only Son to die for us and for His sake forgiveth us all our sins. To
+them that believe on His name He giveth power to become the sons of God
+and hath promised them His Holy Spirit. He that believeth and is baptized
+shall be saved. Grant this, Lord, unto us all.
+
+    Then shall the _Congregation_ chant or say:
+
+                                  =Amen=.
+
+    Then, all standing to the close of the _Collect_, shall be
+    chanted or said the _Introit_ for the day.
+
+
+The Introit.
+
+    The _Introit_ with the _Gloria Patri_ may be chanted by the
+    _Choir_; or the _Introit_ may be said by the _Minister_ and the
+    _Gloria Patri_ chanted or said by the _Congregation_. Instead
+    of the _Introit_ a Psalm or a Hymn may be used.
+
+
+Gloria Patri.
+
+=Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost; as it was
+in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.=
+
+    Then shall follow the
+
+
+Kyrie.
+
+    The _Kyrie_ may be chanted or said by the _Minister_ and
+    _Congregation_, or each petition may be said by the _Minister_
+    and chanted or said by the _Congregation_ in response.
+
+                        Lord, have mercy upon us.
+                        Christ, have mercy upon us.
+                        Lord, have mercy upon us.
+
+    Then shall be chanted the _Gloria in Excelsis_ as here
+    followeth. Instead of the _Gloria in Excelsis_ another Canticle
+    or Hymn of Praise may be sung, except on festival days and when
+    there is a Communion.
+
+
+Gloria in Excelsis.
+
+    The _Minister_ shall say:
+
+                         Glory be to God on high!
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall chant:
+
+=Glory be to God on high and on earth peace, good will toward men. We
+praise Thee, we bless Thee, we worship Thee, we glorify Thee, we give
+thanks to Thee for Thy great glory, O Lord God, heavenly King, God the
+Father Almighty.=
+
+=O Lord, the only-begotten Son, Jesus Christ; O Lord God, Lamb of God,
+Son of the Father, that takest away the sin of the world, have mercy upon
+us. Thou that takest away the sin of the world, receive our prayer. Thou
+that sittest at the right hand of God the Father, have mercy upon us.=
+
+=For Thou only art holy; Thou only art the Lord; Thou only, O Christ,
+with the Holy Ghost, art most high in the glory of God the Father. Amen.=
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ say:
+
+                           The Lord be with you.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                          =And with thy spirit.=
+
+    The _Minister_ shall say:
+
+                               Let us pray.
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ say the _Collect_ for the Day.
+
+
+The Collect.
+
+    The _Collect_ ended, the _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                                  =Amen.=
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ read the _Epistle for the Day_. Other
+    _Scripture Lessons_ may be read before the _Epistle_, but the
+    _Epistle_ and _Gospel for the Day_ shall always be read. The
+    _Minister_ shall announce the _Epistle_, saying:
+
+The Epistle for (_here he shall name the Day_) is written in the ——
+chapter of ——, beginning at the —— verse.
+
+
+The Epistle for the Day.
+
+    The _Epistle_ ended, the _Minister_ shall say:
+
+                         Here endeth the Epistle.
+
+    Then shall the _Hallelujah_ be chanted or said, except in the
+    Passion season.
+
+
+The Hallelujah.
+
+                               =Hallelujah!=
+
+    Instead of the simple _Hallelujah_ a _sentence_ for the Season
+    of the Church-year may be chanted with it; or a Psalm or Hymn
+    may be chanted after the _Hallelujah_.
+
+
+The Hallelujah and Sentence.
+
+
+For Advent.
+
+    Hallelujah! Remember, O Lord, Thy tender mercies; for they have
+    been ever of old. Hallelujah!
+
+
+For the Epiphany Season.
+
+    Hallelujah! O praise the Lord, all ye nations; and laud Him,
+    all ye people. For His merciful kindness is great toward us;
+    and the truth of the Lord endureth forever. Hallelujah!
+
+
+For the Passion Season.
+
+    Christ hath humbled Himself and become obedient unto death,
+    even the death of the cross.
+
+
+For the Easter Season.
+
+    Hallelujah! Christ, our Passover, is sacrificed for us.
+    Hallelujah!
+
+
+For Whitsuntide.
+
+    Hallelujah! Thou sendest forth Thy Spirit, they are created;
+    and Thou renewest the face of the earth. Hallelujah!
+
+
+From Trinity to Advent.
+
+    Hallelujah! O Lord, deal with Thy servant according unto Thy
+    mercy and teach me Thy statutes. I am Thy servant; give me
+    understanding that I may know Thy testimonies. Hallelujah!
+
+    or this:
+
+    Hallelujah! Blessed be the Lord God of our fathers: praise Him,
+    and highly exalt Him forever. Hallelujah!
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ announce the _Gospel for the Day_,
+    saying:
+
+The holy Gospel is written in the —— chapter of St. ——, beginning at the
+—— verse.
+
+    The _Congregation_ may chant or say:
+
+                        =Glory be to Thee, O Lord.=
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ read _The Gospel for the Day_.
+
+    The _Gospel_ ended, the _Minister_ shall say: Here endeth the
+    _Gospel_, and the _Congregation_ shall stand up, unless it has
+    stood at the reading of the _Gospel_, and shall chant or say:
+
+                      =Praise be to Thee, O Christ.=
+
+    Then shall be said or chanted the _Nicene Creed_ or the
+    _Apostles’ Creed_; but if there be a Communion, the _Nicene
+    Creed_ shall be used.
+
+
+The Nicene Creed.
+
+=I believe in one God, the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth,
+And of all things visible and invisible.=
+
+=And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the only-begotten Son of God, begotten of
+His Father before all worlds, God of God, Light of Light, Very God of
+Very God, Begotten, not made, Being of one substance with the Father,
+By whom all things were made; Who for us men and for our salvation came
+down from heaven And was incarnate by the Holy Ghost of the Virgin Mary.
+And was made man; And was crucified also for us under Pontius Pilate. He
+suffered and was buried; and the third day He rose again, according to
+the Scripture; and ascended into heaven, And sitteth on the right hand of
+the Father; and He shall come again with glory to judge both the quick
+and the dead; Whose kingdom shall have no end.=
+
+=And I believe in the Holy Ghost, The Lord and Giver of Life, Who
+proceedeth from the Father and the Son, Who with the Father and the Son
+together is worshiped and glorified, Who spake by the prophets. And
+I believe one holy Christian and Apostolic Church. I acknowledge one
+Baptism for the remission of sins; And I look for the resurrection of the
+dead; And the life of the world to come. Amen.=
+
+
+The Apostles’ Creed.
+
+=I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth.=
+
+=And in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord; Who was conceived by the
+Holy Ghost, Born of the Virgin Mary; Suffered under Pontius Pilate, Was
+crucified, dead, and buried; He descended into hell; The third day He
+rose again from the dead; He ascended into heaven and sitteth on the
+right hand of God the Father Almighty; From thence He shall come to judge
+the quick and the dead.=
+
+=I believe in the Holy Ghost; The holy Christian Church, the communion of
+saints; The forgiveness of sins; The resurrection of the body; And the
+life everlasting. Amen.=
+
+    Then may a Hymn be sung, and the _Minister_ shall go into the
+    pulpit. After the Hymn shall follow
+
+
+The Sermon.
+
+    The Sermon ended, the _Congregation_ standing up, the
+    _Minister_ shall say:
+
+The peace of God, which passeth all understanding, keep your hearts and
+minds through Christ Jesus.
+
+    The _Offertory_ shall then be chanted, at the close of which
+    the _Congregation_ shall be seated.
+
+    One of the _Offertories_ here following, or any other suitable
+    _Offertory_, may be used.
+
+
+The Offertory.
+
+
+I.
+
+=Create in me a clean heart, O God: and renew a right spirit within me.=
+
+=Cast me not away from Thy presence: and take not Thy Holy Spirit from
+me.=
+
+=Restore unto me the joy of Thy salvation: and uphold me with Thy free
+Spirit.=
+
+
+II.
+
+=The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite
+heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise.=
+
+=Do good in Thy good pleasure unto Zion: build Thou the walls of
+Jerusalem.=
+
+=Then shalt Thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness: with
+burnt offering and whole burnt offering.=
+
+    The Offerings shall be gathered and brought to the _Minister_,
+    who shall place them on the Altar.
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ make mention of any special petition,
+    intercessions, or thanksgivings which may have been requested.
+    He may also make mention of the death of any member of the
+    Congregation.
+
+    Then shall follow the _General Prayer_. The prayer here
+    following may be used, or, if there be no Communion, the
+    _Litany_, or a selection from the _Collects and Prayers_, or
+    any other suitable prayer.
+
+
+The General Prayer.
+
+Almighty and most merciful God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, we
+give Thee thanks for all Thy goodness and tender mercies, especially for
+the gift of Thy dear Son and for the revelation of Thy will and grace;
+and we beseech Thee so to implant Thy Word in us that in good and honest
+hearts we may keep it and bring forth fruit by patient continuance in
+well-doing.
+
+Most heartily we beseech Thee so to rule and govern Thy Church Universal,
+with all its pastors and ministers, that it may be preserved in the
+pure doctrine of Thy saving Word, whereby faith toward Thee may be
+strengthened and charity increased in us toward all mankind.
+
+Grant also health and prosperity to all that are in authority, especially
+to the President [and Congress] of the United States, the Governor [and
+Legislature] of this Commonwealth, and to all our Judges and Magistrates;
+and endue them with grace to rule after Thy good pleasure, to the
+maintenance of righteousness and to the hindrance and punishment of
+wickedness, that we may lead a quiet and peaceable life, in all godliness
+and honesty.
+
+May it please Thee also to turn the hearts of our enemies and adversaries
+that they may cease their enmity and be inclined to walk with us in
+meekness and in peace.
+
+All who are in trouble, want, sickness, anguish of labor, peril of death,
+or any other adversity, especially those who are in suffering for Thy
+name and for Thy truth’s sake, comfort, O God, with Thy Holy Spirit that
+they may receive and acknowledge their afflictions as the manifestation
+of Thy fatherly will.
+
+And although we have deserved Thy righteous wrath and manifold
+punishments, yet, we entreat Thee, O most merciful Father, remember not
+the sins of our youth nor our many transgressions, but out of Thine
+unspeakable goodness, grace, and mercy defend us from all harm and danger
+of body and soul. Preserve us from false and pernicious doctrine, from
+war and bloodshed, from plague and pestilence, from all calamity by
+fire and water, from hail and tempest, from failure of harvest and from
+famine, from anguish of heart and despair of Thy mercy, and from an evil
+death. And in every time of trouble show Thyself a very present Help, the
+Savior of all men, and especially of them that believe.
+
+Cause also the needful fruits of the earth to prosper that we may enjoy
+them in due season. Give success to the Christian training of the young,
+to all lawful occupations on land and sea, and to all pure arts and
+useful knowledge; and crown them with Thy blessing.
+
+    Here special Supplications, Intercessions, and Prayers may be
+    made.
+
+These and whatsoever other things Thou wouldst have us ask of Thee, O
+God, vouchsafe unto us for the sake of the bitter sufferings and death
+of Jesus Christ, Thine only Son, our Lord and Savior, who liveth and
+reigneth with Thee and the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end.
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_, and the _Congregation_ with him, say
+    the _Lord’s Prayer_.
+
+
+The Lord’s Prayer.
+
+=Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come;
+Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our daily
+bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
+against us; And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil;
+For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever.
+Amen.=
+
+    Then shall be sung a Hymn.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+    If there be no Communion, a Doxology may be sung, and the
+    _Minister_, standing at the Altar, shall pronounce the
+    _Benediction_, after which the _Congregation_ shall offer
+    silent prayer.
+
+
+The Benediction.
+
+The Lord bless thee and keep thee.
+
+The Lord make His face shine upon thee and be gracious unto thee.
+
+The Lord lift up His countenance upon thee and give thee peace.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                                  =Amen=.
+
+    While the Hymn is sung, the _Minister_ shall go to the
+    Altar, make ready the Communion vessels, and prepare for the
+    administration of the _Holy Communion_.
+
+    The Hymn ended, the _Congregation_ shall rise and stand to the
+    end of the _Agnus Dei_.
+
+
+The Preface.
+
+    The _Minister_ shall chant or say:
+
+                           The Lord be with you.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                          =And with thy spirit.=
+
+_Minister._ Lift up your hearts.
+
+_Congregation._ =We lift them up unto the Lord.=
+
+_Minister._ Let us give thanks unto the Lord, our God.
+
+_Congregation._ =It is meet and right so to do.=
+
+_Minister._ It is truly meet, right, and salutary that we should at all
+times and in all places give thanks unto Thee, O Lord, Holy Father,
+Almighty, Everlasting God:
+
+    Here shall follow the _Proper Preface_, according to the time,
+    if there be any specially appointed, or else immediately shall
+    follow,
+
+                        Therefore with angels, etc.
+
+
+Proper Prefaces.
+
+
+For Christmas.
+
+    For in the mystery of the Word made flesh Thou hast given us a
+    new revelation of Thy glory, that, seeing Thee in the person of
+    Thy Son, we may be drawn to the love of those things which are
+    not seen. Therefore with angels, etc.
+
+
+For the Passion Season.
+
+    Who on the tree of the cross didst give salvation unto mankind,
+    that, whence death arose, thence Life also might rise again;
+    and that he, who by a tree once overcame, might likewise by a
+    tree be overcome through Christ, our Lord; through whom with
+    angels, etc.
+
+
+For the Easter Season.
+
+    But chiefly are we bound to praise Thee for the glorious
+    resurrection of Thy Son Jesus Christ, our Lord; for He is the
+    very Paschal Lamb, which was offered for us and hath taken away
+    the sin of the world; who by His death hath destroyed death and
+    by His rising to life again hath restored to us everlasting
+    life. Therefore with angels, etc.
+
+
+For Ascension Day.
+
+    Through Jesus Christ, our Lord, who after His Resurrection
+    appeared openly to all His disciples and in their sight was
+    taken up into heaven that He might make us partakers of His
+    divine nature. Therefore with angels, etc.
+
+
+For Whitsunday.
+
+    Through Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son, our Lord and Savior; who
+    ascended above the heavens and, sitting at Thy right hand,
+    poured out on this day the Holy Spirit, as He had promised,
+    upon the chosen disciples; whereat the whole earth rejoices
+    with exceeding joy. Therefore with angels, etc.
+
+
+For the Festival of the Holy Trinity.
+
+    Who with Thine only-begotten Son and the Holy Ghost art one
+    God, one Lord. And in the confession of the only true God we
+    worship the Trinity in Person, and the Unity in Substance, of
+    Majesty coequal. Therefore with angels, etc.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+    After the _Preface_ shall follow immediately:
+
+Therefore with angels and archangels and with all the company of heaven
+we laud and magnify Thy glorious name, evermore praising Thee and saying:
+
+    Then shall the _Congregation_ chant or say the _Sanctus_.
+
+=Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Sabaoth! Heaven and earth are full of Thy
+glory. Hosanna in the highest!=
+
+=Blessed is He that cometh in the name of the Lord.=
+
+=Hosanna in the highest![1]=
+
+    Then the _Minister_, turning to the Altar, shall chant or say:
+
+                               Let us pray.
+
+Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come;
+Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our daily
+bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
+against us; And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil.
+
+    Then shall the _Congregation_ chant or say:
+
+=For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever.
+Amen.=
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ chant or say:
+
+Our Lord Jesus Christ, in the night in which He was betrayed, took
+bread;[2] and when He had given thanks, He brake it and gave it to His
+disciples and said: Take, eat; this is My body, which is given for you;
+this do in remembrance of Me.
+
+After the same manner, also, He took the cup,[3] when He had supped; and
+when He had given thanks, He gave it to them, saying: Drink ye all of
+it; this cup is the New Testament in My blood, which is shed for you and
+for many for the remission of sins; this do, as oft as ye drink it, in
+remembrance of Me.
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ turn to the congregation and chant or
+    say:
+
+The peace of the Lord be with you alway.
+
+    Then shall the _Congregation_ chant or say the _Agnus Dei_, and
+    the distribution shall begin.
+
+
+Agnus Dei.
+
+=O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, have
+mercy upon us!=
+
+=O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, have
+mercy upon us!=
+
+=O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, grant
+us Thy peace! Amen.=
+
+    When the _Minister_ giveth the Bread, he shall say:
+
+Take and eat; this is the true body of our Lord Jesus Christ, given into
+death for thy sins. This strengthen and preserve thee in the true faith
+unto life eternal. Amen.
+
+    When he giveth the Cup, he shall say:
+
+Take and drink; this is the true blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, shed for
+the remission of thy sins. This strengthen and preserve thee in the true
+faith unto life eternal. Amen.
+
+    In dismissing the Communicants, the _Minister_ may say:
+
+                             Depart in peace.
+
+    If the consecrated bread or wine be spent before all have
+    communed, the _Minister_ shall consecrate more, saying aloud,
+    so much of the words of institution as pertaineth to the
+    element to be consecrated.
+
+    When all have communed, the _Minister_ shall reverently cover
+    what remaineth of the bread and wine.
+
+    Then, all standing, the _Congregation_ may chant or say the
+
+
+Nunc Dimittis.
+
+=Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace according to Thy
+word;=
+
+=For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation, which Thou hast prepared before
+the face of all people.=
+
+=A light to lighten the Gentiles; and the glory of Thy people Israel.=
+
+=Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost;=
+
+=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without
+end. Amen.=
+
+    Then shall be chanted or said:
+
+
+The Thanksgiving.
+
+_Minister._ O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                     =And His mercy endureth forever.=
+
+_Minister._ We give thanks to Thee, Almighty God, that Thou hast
+refreshed us through this salutary gift; and we beseech Thee that of Thy
+mercy Thou wouldst strengthen us through the same in faith toward Thee
+and in fervent love toward one another; through Jesus Christ, Thy dear
+Son, our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with Thee and the Holy Ghost ever
+one God, world without end.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                                  =Amen.=
+
+    Then may be chanted or said the
+
+
+Benedicamus.
+
+_Minister._ The Lord be with you.
+
+_Congregation._ =And with thy spirit.=
+
+_Minister._ Bless we the Lord.
+
+_Congregation._ =Thanks be to God!=
+
+    Then shall the _Minister_ say the _Benediction_ as here
+    followeth, or he may say the words _2 Cor. 13, 14_.
+
+
+The Benediction.
+
+The Lord bless thee and keep thee.
+
+The Lord make His face shine upon thee and be gracious unto thee.
+
+The Lord lift up His countenance upon thee and give thee peace.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                                  =Amen.=
+
+    After the _Benediction_ the _Congregation_ should offer silent
+    prayer.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+    Then may the _Minister_ give this _Exhortation_.[4]
+
+
+The Exhortation.
+
+Dearly Beloved! Forasmuch as we purpose to come to the Holy Supper of our
+Lord Jesus Christ, it becometh us diligently to examine ourselves, as St.
+Paul exhorteth us. For this holy Sacrament hath been instituted for the
+special comfort and strengthening of those who humbly confess their sins
+and hunger and thirst after righteousness.
+
+But if we thus examine ourselves, we shall find nothing in us but only
+sin and death, from which we can in no wise set ourselves free. Therefore
+our Lord Jesus Christ hath had mercy upon us and hath taken upon Himself
+our nature, that so He might fulfil for us the whole will and Law of God
+and for us and for our deliverance suffer death and all that we by our
+sins have deserved. And to the end that we should the more confidently
+believe this and be strengthened by our faith in a cheerful obedience to
+His holy will, He hath instituted the holy Sacrament of His Supper, in
+which He feedeth us with His body and giveth us to drink of His blood.
+
+Therefore, whoso eateth of this bread and drinketh of this cup, firmly
+believing the words of Christ, dwelleth in Christ and Christ in him and
+hath eternal life.
+
+We should also do this in remembrance of Him, showing His death, that He
+was delivered for our offenses and raised again for our justification,
+and, rendering unto Him most hearty thanks for the same, take up our
+cross and follow Him, and, according to His commandment, love one another
+even as He hath loved us. For we are all one bread and one body, even as
+we are all partakers of this one bread and drink of this one cup.
+
+
+FOOTNOTES:
+
+[1] For Exhortation see end of this service.
+
+[2] _Here he shall take the Plate with the Bread in his hand._
+
+[3] _Here he shall take the Cup in his hand._
+
+[4] The Exhortation, if in use, may be inserted at the place indicated
+above.
+
+
+
+
+The Order of Evening Service, or Vespers.
+
+
+    A Hymn of Invocation of the Holy Ghost or another Hymn may be
+    sung.
+
+    Then shall be chanted or said, responsively, the _Versicle_
+    with the _Gloria Patri_ as here followeth, all standing to the
+    end of the _Psalm_.
+
+_Minister._ O Lord, open Thou my lips.
+
+_Congregation._ =And my mouth shall show forth Thy praise.=
+
+_Minister._ Make haste, O God, to deliver me.
+
+_Congregation._ =Make haste, to help me, O Lord.=
+
+=Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost, as it was
+in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.=
+
+                               =Hallelujah!=
+
+    During the Passion Season the _Hallelujah_ shall be omitted.
+
+
+The Psalm.
+
+    Then shall be chanted or said one or more _Psalms_. At the
+    end of the _Psalm_ the _Gloria Patri_ shall be chanted. An
+    _Antiphon_ may be used with each Psalm.
+
+
+The Lesson.
+
+    The _Scripture Lessons_ shall then be read, and after each
+    _Lesson_ may be chanted or said:
+
+_Minister._ But Thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us.
+
+_Congregation._ =Thanks be to Thee, O Lord.=
+
+    After the _Lessons_ a _Responsory_ may be chanted.
+
+    Then may be sung a Hymn.
+
+    Then may follow a _Sermon_, after which the _Offerings_ may be
+    gathered.
+
+    Then shall be sung
+
+
+The Hymn.
+
+    Then, all standing, may be chanted or said this _Versicle_.
+
+    But on Festival Days a special _Versicle_ may be used.
+
+_Minister._ Let my prayers be set forth before Thee as incense;
+
+_Congregation._ =And the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.=
+
+
+The Canticle.
+
+    Then shall be chanted the
+
+
+Magnificat.
+
+Luke 1, 46-55.
+
+=My soul doth magnify the Lord: and my spirit hath rejoiced in God, my
+Savior.=
+
+=For He hath regarded: the low estate of His handmaiden.=
+
+=For, behold, from henceforth: all generations shall call me blessed.=
+
+=For He that is mighty hath done to me great things: and holy is His
+name.=
+
+=And His mercy is on them that fear Him: from generation to generation.=
+
+=He hath showed strength with His arm: He hath scattered the proud in the
+imagination of their hearts.=
+
+=He hath put down the mighty from their seats: and exalted them of low
+degree.=
+
+=He hath filled the hungry with good things: and the rich He hath sent
+empty away.=
+
+=He hath holpen His servant Israel in remembrance of His mercy: as He
+spake to our fathers, to Abraham and to his seed, forever.=
+
+=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;=
+
+=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without
+end. Amen.=
+
+or the
+
+
+Nunc Dimittis.
+
+Luke 2, 29-32.
+
+=Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace: according to Thy
+word;=
+
+=For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation: which Thou hast prepared before
+the face of all people;=
+
+=A light to lighten the Gentiles: and the glory of Thy people Israel.=
+
+=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;=
+
+=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without
+end. Amen.=
+
+    An _Antiphon_ may be chanted with the _Canticle_.
+
+    Then shall be said the _Prayers_ here following, or the
+    _Suffrages_, the _Litany_, or other prayers.
+
+
+The Prayer.
+
+_Minister._ Lord, have mercy upon us.
+
+_Congregation._ =Lord, have mercy upon us.=
+
+_Minister._ Christ, have mercy upon us.
+
+_Congregation._ =Christ, have mercy upon us.=
+
+_Minister._ Lord, have mercy upon us.
+
+_Congregation._ =Lord, have mercy upon us.=
+
+    Then all shall say:
+
+=Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come;
+Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our daily
+bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
+against us; And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil;
+For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever.
+Amen.=
+
+_Minister._ The Lord be with you.
+
+_Congregation._ =And with thy spirit.=
+
+                               Let us pray.
+
+    Then shall be said the _Collect_ for the day. The _Collect_
+    for the Sunday is said throughout the week following until
+    Friday; but on Saturday the _Collect_ for the following Sunday
+    is said. Then may be said any other _Collects_ and after that
+    this _Collect for Peace_. A _Versicle_ may be used with the
+    _Collect_.
+
+_Minister._ The Lord will give strength unto His people.
+
+_Congregation._ =The Lord will bless His people with peace.=
+
+
+Collect for Peace.
+
+O God, from whom all holy desires, all good counsels, and all just works
+do proceed, give unto Thy servants that peace which the world cannot
+give, that our hearts may be set to obey Thy commandments, and also
+that we by Thee, being defended from the fear of our enemies, may pass
+our time in rest and quietness; through the merits of Jesus Christ, our
+Savior.
+
+                                   Amen.
+
+    Then may be chanted or said the
+
+
+Benedicamus.
+
+_Minister._ Bless we the Lord.
+
+_Congregation._ =Thanks be to God!=
+
+    The service may end with the _Benedicamus_, or a Closing Hymn
+    may be sung, after which may be said:
+
+The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the love of God and the communion
+of the Holy Ghost be with you all.
+
+                                  =Amen.=
+
+    At the close of the Service silent prayer should be offered.
+
+
+
+
+The Order of Early Service, or Matins.
+
+
+    A Hymn of Invocation of the Holy Ghost or another Hymn may be
+    sung.
+
+    Then shall be chanted or said the _Versicles_ here following,
+    all standing to the end of the _Venite_.
+
+_Minister._ O Lord, open Thou my lips.
+
+_Congregation._ =And my mouth shall show forth Thy praise.=
+
+_Minister._ Make haste, O God, to deliver me.
+
+_Congregation._ =Make haste to help me, O Lord.=
+
+=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;=
+
+=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without
+end. Amen.=
+
+                               =Hallelujah!=
+
+    During the Passion season the _Hallelujah_ shall be omitted.
+
+    Then shall follow the _Invitatory_ with the _Venite_. On
+    Festival Days a special _Invitatory_ may be used.
+
+_Minister._ O come, let us worship the Lord.
+
+_Congregation._ =For He is our Maker.=
+
+
+Venite Exultemus.
+
+Ps. 95, 1-7.
+
+=O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us make a joyful noise to the
+Rock of our salvation.=
+
+=Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving: and make a joyful
+noise unto Him with psalms.=
+
+=For the Lord is a great God: and a great King above all gods.=
+
+=In His hand are the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills
+is His also.=
+
+=The sea is His, and He made it: and His hands formed the dry land.=
+
+=O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the Lord, our
+Maker.=
+
+=For He is our God: and we are the people of His pasture and the sheep of
+His hand.=
+
+=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;=
+
+=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without
+end. Amen.=
+
+
+The Hymn.
+
+    The Hymn shall then be sung.
+
+
+The Psalm.
+
+    Then, all standing to the end of the _Psalm_, shall be chanted
+    or said one or more _Psalms_. At the end of the _Psalm_ the
+    _Gloria Patri_ shall be chanted. An _Antiphon_ may be used with
+    each _Psalm_.
+
+
+The Lesson.
+
+    The _Scripture Lessons_ shall then be read. After each _Lesson_
+    may be chanted or said:
+
+_Minister._ But Thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us.
+
+_Congregation._ =Thanks be to God!=
+
+    After the _Lessons_ a _Responsory_ may be chanted.
+
+    A brief _Exhortation_ or a _Sermon_ may then follow.
+
+
+The Canticle.
+
+    The _Congregation_ shall stand and chant the _Te Deum Laudamus_
+    or the _Benedictus_. An _Antiphon_ may be chanted with the
+    _Benedictus_.
+
+
+Te Deum Laudamus.
+
+=We praise Thee, O God: we acknowledge Thee to be the Lord.=
+
+=All the earth doth worship Thee: the Father everlasting.=
+
+=To Thee all angels cry aloud: the heavens and all the powers therein.=
+
+=To Thee cherubim and seraphim: continually do cry:=
+
+=Holy, holy, holy: Lord God of Sabaoth;=
+
+=Heaven and earth are full of the majesty: of Thy glory.=
+
+=The glorious company of the apostles: praise Thee.=
+
+=The goodly fellowship of the prophets: praise Thee.=
+
+=The noble army of martyrs: praise Thee.=
+
+=The holy Church throughout all the world: doth acknowledge Thee.=
+
+=The Father: of an infinite Majesty;=
+
+=Thine adorable, true: and only Son.=
+
+=Also the Holy Ghost: the Comforter.=
+
+=Thou art the King of Glory: O Christ.=
+
+=Thou art the everlasting Son: of the Father.=
+
+=When Thou tookest upon Thee to deliver man: Thou didst humble Thyself to
+be born of a virgin.=
+
+=When Thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death: Thou didst open the
+kingdom of heaven to all believers.=
+
+=Thou sittest at the right hand of God: in the glory of the Father.=
+
+=We believe that Thou shalt come: to be our Judge.=
+
+=We therefore pray Thee, help Thy servants: whom Thou hast redeemed with
+Thy precious blood.=
+
+=Make them to be numbered with Thy saints: in glory everlasting.=
+
+=O Lord, save Thy people: and bless Thine inheritance.=
+
+=Govern them: and lift them up forever.=
+
+=Day by day: we magnify Thee.=
+
+=And we worship Thy name: ever, world without end.=
+
+=Vouchsafe, O Lord: to keep us this day without sin.=
+
+=O Lord, have mercy upon us: have mercy upon us.=
+
+=O Lord, let Thy mercy be upon us: as our trust is in Thee.=
+
+=O Lord, in Thee have I trusted: let me never be confounded. Amen.=
+
+
+or the
+
+Benedictus.
+
+Luke 1, 68-79.
+
+=Blessed be the Lord God of Israel: for He hath visited and redeemed His
+people;=
+
+=And hath raised up a horn of salvation for us: in the house of His
+servant David;=
+
+=As He spake by the mouth of His holy prophets: which have been since the
+world began;=
+
+=That we should be saved from our enemies: and from the hand of all that
+hate us;=
+
+=To perform the mercy promised to our fathers: and to remember His holy
+covenant;=
+
+=The oath which He sware to our father Abraham: that He would grant unto
+us;=
+
+=That we, being delivered out of the hand of our enemies: might serve Him
+without fear,=
+
+=In holiness and righteousness before Him: all the days of our life.=
+
+=And thou, child, shalt be called the prophet of the Highest: for thou
+shalt go before the face of the Lord to prepare His ways;=
+
+=To give knowledge of salvation unto His people: by the remission of
+their sins,=
+
+=Through the tender mercy of our God: whereby the Dayspring from on high
+hath visited us,=
+
+=To give light to them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death:
+to guide our feet in the way of peace.=
+
+=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;=
+
+=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without
+end. Amen.=
+
+
+The Prayer.
+
+    Then shall be said the _Prayers_ here following, or the
+    _Suffrages_, the _Litany_, or other prayers.
+
+_Minister._ Lord, have mercy upon us.
+
+_Congregation._ =Lord, have mercy upon us.=
+
+_Minister._ Christ, have mercy upon us.
+
+_Congregation._ =Christ, have mercy upon us.=
+
+_Minister._ Lord, have mercy upon us.
+
+_Congregation._ =Lord, have mercy upon us.=
+
+    Then all shall say:
+
+=Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come;
+Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our daily
+bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
+against us; And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil;
+For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever.
+Amen.=
+
+    One or more _Collects_ may be used, with the _Salutation_,
+    which may be preceded by a _Versicle_. After each _Collect_ the
+    _Congregation_ shall chant or say:
+
+                                  =Amen.=
+
+    Then may be chanted or said the _Benedicamus_ with the
+    _Salutation_.
+
+_Minister._ The Lord be with you.
+
+_Congregation._ =And with thy spirit.=
+
+
+Benedicamus.
+
+_Minister._ Bless we the Lord.
+
+_Congregation._ =Thanks be to God!=
+
+    The service may end with the _Benedicamus_, or a closing Hymn
+    may be sung; after which may be said:
+
+The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the love of God and the communion
+of the Holy Ghost be with you all.
+
+                                  =Amen.=
+
+    At the close of the service silent prayer should be offered.
+
+
+
+
+HYMNS
+
+
+
+
+THE BEGINNING OF WORSHIP.
+
+
+1
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord Jesus Christ, to us attend,
+    Thy Holy Spirit to us send,
+    With grace to rule us day by day
+    And lead us in true wisdom’s way.
+
+    2. Teach Thou our lips to sing Thy praise,
+    Our hearts in true devotion raise,
+    Our faith increase, and grant us light
+    That we may know Thy name aright;
+
+    3. Until we join the hosts that cry,
+    “Holy art Thou, O Lord most high!”
+    And in the light of that blest place
+    Shall gaze upon Thee face to face.
+
+    4. Glory to God, the Father, Son,
+    And Holy Spirit, Three in One!
+    To Thee, O holy Trinity,
+    Be praise throughout eternity!
+
+                                       William, Duke of Saxe-Weimar, 1651.
+
+
+2
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord, open Thou my heart to hear
+    And by Thy Word to me draw near;
+    Let me Thy Word still pure retain,
+    Let me Thy child and heir remain.
+
+    2. Thy Word doth move the inmost heart,
+    Thy Word doth perfect health impart,
+    Thy Word my soul with joy doth bless.
+    Thy Word brings peace and blessedness.
+
+    3. Glory to God the Father, Son,
+    And Holy Spirit, Three in One!
+    To Thee, O blessed Trinity,
+    Be praise throughout eternity!
+
+                                                        J. Olearius, 1671.
+
+
+3
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8
+
+    Blessed Jesus, at Thy word
+      We are gathered all to hear Thee;
+    Let our hearts and souls be stirred
+      Now to seek and love and fear Thee,
+    By Thy teachings, sweet and holy,
+    Drawn from earth to love Thee solely.
+
+    2. All our knowledge, sense, and sight
+      Lie in deepest darkness shrouded
+    Till Thy Spirit breaks our night,
+      With the beams of truth unclouded.
+    Thou alone to God canst win us,
+    Thou must work all good within us.
+
+    3. Glorious Lord, Thyself impart!
+      Light of Light, from God proceeding;
+    Open Thou our ears and heart,
+      Help us by Thy Spirit’s pleading;
+    Hear the cry Thy people raises,
+    Hear and bless our prayers and praises.
+
+    4. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
+      Praise to Thee and adoration!
+    Grant that we Thy Word may trust
+      And obtain true consolation,
+    While we here below must wander,
+    Till we sing Thy praises yonder.
+
+                            T. Clausnitzer, 1663; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.
+
+
+4
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Thy presence, gracious God, afford,
+    Prepare us to receive Thy Word;
+    Now let Thy voice engage our ear
+    And faith be mixed with what we hear.
+
+    2. Distracting thoughts and cares remove
+    And fix our hearts and hopes above;
+    With food divine may we be fed
+    And satisfied with living bread.
+
+    3. To us the sacred Word apply
+    With sovereign power and energy;
+    And may we, in Thy faith and fear,
+    Reduce to practise what we hear.
+
+    4. Father, in us Thy Son reveal;
+    Teach us to know and do Thy will;
+    Thy saving power and love display
+    And guide us to the realms of day.
+
+                                                         J. Fawcett, 1817.
+
+
+5
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Open now Thy gates of beauty,
+      Zion, let me enter there,
+    Where my soul in joyful duty
+      Waits for Him who answers pray’r;
+    Oh, how blessed is this place,
+    Filled with solace, light, and grace!
+
+    2. Yes, my God, I come before Thee,
+      Come Thou also down to me;
+    Where we find Thee and adore Thee,
+      There a heaven on earth must be.
+    In my heart, oh, enter Thou,
+    Let it be Thy temple now.
+
+    3. Here Thy praise is gladly chanted,
+      Here Thy seed is duly sown;
+    Let my soul, where it is planted,
+      Bring forth precious sheaves alone,
+    So that all I hear may be
+    Fruitful unto life in me.
+
+    4. Thou my faith increase and quicken,
+      Let me keep Thy Gift divine,
+    Howsoe’er temptations thicken;
+      May Thy Word still o’er me shine,
+    As my pole-star through my life,
+    As my comfort in my strife.
+
+    5. Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee,
+      Let Thy will be done indeed;
+    May I undisturbed draw near Thee
+      Whilst Thou dost Thy people feed.
+    Here of life the fountain flows,
+    Here is balm for all our woes.
+
+                               B. Schmolck, 1734; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862.
+
+
+6
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Lord, when we bend before Thy throne
+      And our confessions pour,
+    Teach us to feel the sins we own
+      And hate what we deplore.
+
+    2. Our broken spirit pitying see,
+      True penitence impart;
+    Then let a kindling glance from Thee
+      Beam hope upon the heart.
+
+    3. When our responsive tongues essay
+      Their grateful hymns to raise,
+    Grant that our souls may join the lay
+      And mount to Thee in praise.
+
+    4. When we disclose our wants in prayer,
+      May we our wills resign
+    And not a thought our bosom share
+      That is not wholly Thine.
+
+    5. May faith each meek petition fill
+      And waft it to the skies
+    And teach our hearts ’tis goodness still
+      That grants it or denies.
+
+                                                      J. D. Carlyle, 1802.
+
+
+7
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Lord, we come before Thee now,
+    At Thy feet we humbly bow;
+    Oh, do not our suit disdain!
+    Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain?
+
+    2. Lord, on Thee our souls depend;
+    In compassion now descend,
+    Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace,
+    Tune our lips to sing Thy praise.
+
+    3. In Thine own appointed way
+    Now we seek Thee, here we stay.
+    Lord, we know not how to go
+    Till a blessing Thou bestow.
+
+    4. Send some message from Thy Word
+    That may joy and peace afford;
+    Let Thy Spirit now impart
+    Full salvation to each heart.
+
+    5. Comfort those who weep and mourn,
+    Let the time of joy return;
+    Those that are cast down lift up,
+    Strong in faith, in love, and hope.
+
+    6. Grant that those who seek may find
+    Thee a God sincere and kind.
+    Heal the sick, the captive free;
+    Let us all rejoice in Thee.
+
+                                                         W. Hammond, 1745.
+
+
+8
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    To Thy temple I repair;
+    Lord, I love to worship there.
+    While Thy glorious praise is sung,
+    Touch my lips, unloose my tongue.
+
+    2. While the prayers of saints ascend,
+    God of Love, to mine attend.
+    Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads;
+    Hear, for Jesus intercedes.
+
+    3. While I hearken to Thy Law,
+    Fill my soul with humble awe,
+    Till Thy Gospel bring to me
+    Life and immortality.
+
+    4. While Thy ministers proclaim
+    Peace and pardon in Thy name,
+    Through their voice, by faith, may I
+    Hear Thee speaking from the sky.
+
+    5. From Thy house, when I return,
+    May my heart within me burn;
+    And at evening let me say,
+    “I have walked with God to-day.”
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1812.
+
+
+
+
+THE CLOSE OF WORSHIP.
+
+
+9
+
+                                                                7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    Abide, O dearest Jesus,
+      Among us with Thy grace,
+    That Satan may not harm us
+      Nor we to sin give place.
+
+    2. Abide, O dear Redeemer,
+      Among us with Thy Word
+    And thus now and hereafter
+      True peace and joy afford.
+
+    3. Abide with heavenly brightness
+      Among us, precious Light;
+    Thy truth direct, and keep us
+      From error’s gloomy night.
+
+    4. Abide with richest blessings
+      Among us, bounteous Lord;
+    Let us in grace and wisdom
+      Grow daily through Thy Word.
+
+    5. Abide with Thy protection
+      Among us, Lord, our Strength,
+    Lest world and Satan fell us
+      And overcome at length.
+
+    6. Abide, O faithful Savior,
+      Among us with Thy love;
+    Grant steadfastness and help us
+      To reach our home above.
+
+                                          J. Stegmann, 1628; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+10
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8
+
+    Now our worship sweet is o’er—
+      Singing, praying, teaching, hearing;
+    Let us gladly God adore
+      For His gracious strength and cheering.
+    Praise our God, who now would save us,
+    For the rich repast He gave us.
+
+    2. Now the Blessing cheers our heart
+      And the service thus is ended,
+    Let us joyfully depart,—
+      Be our souls to God commended.
+    May His Spirit ever guide us
+    And with all things well provide us.
+
+    3. Let our going out be blest,
+      Bless our entrance in like measure;
+    Bless, O Lord, our toil and rest,
+      Bless our bread, our grief and pleasure;
+    Be in death Thy blessing given,
+    And make us blest heirs of heaven.
+
+                                          M. H. Schenck, 1680; M. Loy, tr.
+
+
+11
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    On what has now been sown
+      Thy blessing, Lord, bestow;
+    The pow’r is Thine alone
+      To make it spring and grow:
+    Do Thou the gracious harvest raise,
+    And Thou alone shalt have the praise.
+
+    2. To Thee our wants are known,
+      From Thee are all our powers;
+    Accept what is Thine own
+      And pardon what is ours.
+    Our praises, Lord, and prayers receive
+    And to Thy Word a blessing give.
+
+    3. O grant that each of us
+      Who meet before Thee here,
+    May meet together thus
+      When Thou and Thine appear,
+    And follow Thee to heaven, our home.
+    E’en so, Amen, Lord Jesus, come!
+
+                                                        John Newton, 1779.
+
+
+12
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    Sweet Savior, bless us ere we go;
+      Thy Word into our minds instil;
+    And make our lukewarm hearts to glow
+      With lowly love and fervent will.
+    Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,
+    O gentle Jesus, be our Light.
+
+    2. The day is gone, its hours have run,
+      And Thou hast taken count of all—
+    The scanty triumphs grace hath won,
+      The broken vow, the frequent fall.
+    Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,
+    O gentle Jesus, be our Light.
+
+    3. Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways
+      True absolution and release
+    And bless us, more than in past days,
+      With purity and inward peace.
+    Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,
+    O gentle Jesus, be our Light.
+
+    4. For all we love, the poor, the sad,
+      The sinful, unto Thee we call;
+    O let Thy mercy make us glad;
+      Thou art our Savior and our All.
+    Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,
+    O gentle Jesus, be our Light.
+
+    5. Sweet Savior, bless us; night is come;
+      Through night and darkness near us be;
+    Good angels watch about our home,
+      And we are one day nearer Thee.
+    Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,
+    O gentle Jesus, be our Light.
+
+                                                        F. W. Faber, 1852.
+
+
+13
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Almighty God, Thy Word is cast
+      Like seed into the ground;
+    Now let the dew of heaven descend
+      And righteous fruits abound.
+
+    2. Let not the foe of Christ and man
+      This holy seed remove,
+    But give it root in every heart
+      To bring forth fruits of love.
+
+    3. Let not the world’s deceitful cares
+      The rising plant destroy,
+    But let it yield a hundredfold
+      The fruits of peace and joy.
+
+    4. Oft as the precious seed is sown,
+      Thy quickening grace bestow,
+    That all whose souls the truth receive
+      Its saving power may know.
+
+                                                          J. Cawood, 1819.
+
+
+14
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Savior, all my sins confessing,
+      Gracious hear me when I cry;
+    Give through faith the promised blessing,
+      Freely, fully _justify_.
+
+    2. By Thy Holy Spirit’s leading,
+      Bring me to Thy bosom nigh;
+    In Thy blessed footsteps treading,
+      Soul and body _sanctify_.
+
+    3. So, the days of conflict ended,
+      In the mansions of the sky,
+    Whither, Lord, Thou art ascended,
+      With Thyself me _glorify_.
+
+                                                   Thomas Haweis, 1808, a.
+
+
+15
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Now may He who from the dead
+      Brought the Shepherd of the sheep,
+    Jesus Christ, our king and Head,
+      All our souls in safety keep.
+
+    2. May He teach us to fulfil
+      What is pleasing in His sight;
+    Perfect us in all His will
+      And preserve us day and night.
+
+    3. To that dear Redeemer’s praise,
+      Who the covenant sealed with blood,
+    Let our hearts and voices raise
+      Loud thanksgivings to our God.
+
+                                                        John Newton, 1779.
+
+
+16
+
+                                                                       10s
+
+    Savior, again to Thy dear name we raise
+    With one accord our parting hymn of praise;
+    Once more we bless Thee ere our worship cease;
+    Then, lowly bending, wait Thy word of peace.
+
+    2. Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way;
+    With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day;
+    Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame,
+    That in this house have called upon Thy name.
+
+    3. Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night,
+    Turn Thou for us its darkness into light;
+    From harm and danger keep Thy children free,
+    For dark and light are both alike to Thee.
+
+    4. Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life,
+    Our balm in sorrow and our stay in strife;
+    Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease,
+    Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace.
+
+                                                        J. Ellerton, 1866.
+
+
+17
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing,
+      Fill our hearts with joy and peace.
+    Let us each, Thy love possessing,
+      Triumph in redeeming grace.
+    |: O refresh us, :|
+    Trav’ling through this wilderness.
+
+    2. Thanks we give and adoration
+      For Thy Gospel’s joyful sound.
+    May the fruits of Thy salvation
+      In our hearts and lives abound:
+    |: May Thy presence :|
+    With us evermore be found.
+
+    3. So, whene’er the signal’s given
+      Us from earth to call away,
+    Borne on angels’ wings to heaven,
+      Glad the summons to obey,
+    |: May we, ready, :|
+    Rise and reign in endless day.
+
+                                                         J. Fawcett, 1773.
+
+
+18
+
+                                                          8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 8
+
+    Lord of my life, whose tender care
+      Hath led me on till now,
+    Here lowly, at the hour of prayer,
+      Before Thy throne I bow.
+    I bless Thy gracious hand and pray
+    Forgiveness for another day.
+
+    2. O may I daily, hourly, strive
+      In heavenly grace to grow;
+    To Thee and to Thy glory live,
+      Dead else to all below;
+    Tread in the path my Savior trod,
+    Though thorny, yet the path to God!
+
+    3. With prayer my humble praise I bring
+      For mercies day by day.
+    Lord, teach my heart Thy love to sing;
+      Lord, teach me how to pray!
+    All that I have, I am, to Thee
+    I offer through eternity.
+
+                                                        “Ω Chelsea,” 1838.
+
+
+
+
+MORNING.
+
+
+19
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    When streaming from the eastern skies,
+    The morning light salutes my eyes,
+    O Sun of righteousness divine,
+    On me with beams of mercy shine,
+    Chase the dark clouds of sin away,
+    And turn my darkness into day.
+
+    2. When to heaven’s great and glorious King
+    My morning sacrifice I bring,
+    And, grieving o’er my guilt and shame,
+    Ask mercy, Savior, in Thy name,
+    My conscience sprinkle with Thy blood
+    And be my advocate with God.
+
+    3. When each day’s scenes and labors close,
+    And wearied nature seeks repose,
+    With pardoning mercy, richly blest,
+    Guard me, my Savior, while I rest;
+    And as each morning’s sun shall rise,
+    O lead me onward to the skies.
+
+    4. And at my life’s last setting sun,
+    My conflict o’er, my labors done,
+    Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed,
+    To cheer and bless my dying bed;
+    And from death’s gloom my spirit raise
+    To see Thy face and sing Thy praise.
+
+                                                   Wm. Shrubsole, 1813, a.
+
+
+20
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O holy, blessed Trinity,
+    Divine, essential Unity,
+    God Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
+    Be Thou this day my Guide and Host.
+
+    2. My soul and body keep from harm,
+    O’er all I have extend Thine arm,
+    That Satan may not cause distress,
+    Nor bring me shame and wretchedness.
+
+    3. The Father’s love shield me this day,
+    The Son’s pure wisdom cheer my way,
+    The Holy Spirit’s light divine
+    Illume my heart’s benighted shrine.
+
+    4. My Maker, strengthen Thou my heart,
+    O my Redeemer, help impart,
+    Blest Comforter, keep at my side
+    That faith and love in me abide.
+
+    5. Lord, bless and keep Thou me as Thine!
+    Lord, make Thy face upon me shine!
+    Lord, lift Thy countenance on me
+    And give me peace, sweet peace, from Thee.
+
+                             Martin Behm, 1608; C. H. L. Schuette, tr., a.
+
+
+21
+
+                                                                      7, 6
+
+    While yet the morn is breaking,
+      I thank my God once more,
+    Beneath whose care awaking,
+      I find the night is o’er;
+    I thank Him that He calls me
+      To life and health anew;
+    I know whate’er befalls me,
+      His care will still be true.
+
+    2. O Israel’s Guardian, hear me,
+      Watch over me this day;
+    In all I do be near me.
+      For others, too, I pray;
+    To Thee I would commend them,
+      Our Church, our school, our land,
+    Direct them and defend them,
+      When dangers are at hand.
+
+    3. O gracious Lord, direct us,
+      Thy doctrine pure defend,
+    From heresies protect us,
+      And for Thy Word contend,
+    That we may praise Thee ever,
+      O God, with one accord,
+    And say: The Lord, our Savior,
+      Be evermore adored!
+
+    4. O grant us peace and gladness,
+      Give us our daily bread,
+    Shield us from grief and sadness,
+      On us Thy blessings shed.
+    Grant that our whole behavior,
+      In truth and righteousness,
+    May praise Thee, Lord, our Savior,
+      Whose holy name we bless.
+
+    5. And gently grant Thy blessing
+      That we may do Thy will,
+    No more Thy ways transgressing,
+      Our proper task fulfil;
+    With Peter’s full affiance
+      Let down our nets again;
+    If Thou art our Reliance,
+      Our toil will not be vain.
+
+    6. With craftiness unceasing
+      Strives Satan to restrain
+    What in Thy sight is pleasing
+      And for Thy Church is gain;
+    Yet vain is his endeavor,
+      For Thou, O Christ, our Lord,
+    Dost rule all things forever
+      By Thine almighty Word.
+
+    7. Thou art the Vine,—O nourish
+      The branches graft in Thee
+    And let them grow and flourish,
+      A fair and fruitful tree.
+    Thy Spirit pour within us
+      And let His gifts of grace
+    To such good actions win us
+      As best may show Thy praise.
+
+                                                       J. Muehlmann, 1610.
+
+
+22
+
+                                                                      7, 6
+
+    My inmost heart now raises,
+      In this fair morning hour,
+    A song of thankful praises
+      To Thine almighty power.
+    O God, upon Thy throne!
+      To honor and adore Thee,
+      I bring my praise before Thee
+    Through Christ, Thine only Son.
+
+    2. For Thou from me hast warded
+      All perils of the night;
+    From every harm hast guarded
+      My soul till morning’s light.
+    Humbly to Thee I cry,
+      O Savior, have compassion
+      And pardon my transgression;
+    Have mercy, Lord most high!
+
+    3. And shield me from all evil,
+      O gracious God, this day,
+    From sin, and from the devil,
+      From shame and from dismay,
+    From fire’s consuming breath,
+      From water’s devastation,
+      From need and consternation,
+    From evil sudden death.
+
+    4. My life, my soul—defend them!
+      My wife, child, goods, and home,—
+    To Thy hand I commend them,
+      From Thee my blessings come;
+    Thy bounteous hand bestows
+      My household and my treasures,
+      My parents, friends, and pleasures;
+    My cup with good o’erflows.
+
+    5. Let not Thine angel leave me
+      While here on earth I stay,
+    Lest Satan’s arts deceive me
+      And lead my soul astray.
+    Then keep Thine angel near
+      At night and each new morrow,
+      Lest soul and body sorrow
+    And, faltering, cost me dear.
+
+    6. God shall do my advising,
+      Whose might with wisdom blends;
+    May He bless rest and rising,
+      My efforts, means, and ends!
+    To God, forever blessed,
+      Will I with mine confide me
+      And willing let Him guide me
+    As seemeth to Him best.
+
+    7. Amen! I say, not fearing
+      That God rejects my prayer;
+    I doubt not He is hearing
+      And granting me His care.
+    So I put forth my hands
+      And look not long behind me,
+      But ply the task assigned me
+    By God as He commands.
+
+                                                       J. Mathesius, 1592.
+
+
+23
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    God, who madest earth and heaven,
+      Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
+    Who the day and night hast given,
+      Sun and moon and starry host;
+    Thou whose mighty hand sustains
+    Earth and all that it contains;—
+
+    2. Praise to Thee my soul shall render,
+      Who this night hast guarded me;
+    My omnipotent Defender,
+      Who from ill dost set me free,
+    Free from danger, anguish, woe,
+    Free from the infernal Foe.
+
+    3. Let the night of my transgression
+      With night’s darkness pass away;
+    Jesus, into Thy possession
+      I resign myself to-day;
+    In Thy wounds I find relief
+    From my greatest sin and grief.
+
+    4. Grant that I may rise this morning
+      From the lethargy of sin,
+    So my soul, through Thy adorning,
+      Shall be glorious within
+    And I at the Judgment Day
+    Shall not be a castaway.
+
+    5. Let my life and conversation
+      Be directed by Thy Word;
+    Lord, Thy constant preservation
+      To Thine erring child afford;
+    Nowhere but alone in Thee
+    From all harm can I be free.
+
+    6. Wholly to Thy blest protection
+      I commit my heart and mind.
+    Mighty God, to Thy direction
+      Wholly may I be resigned!
+    Lord, my Shield, my Light divine,
+    Oh, accept and own me Thine!
+
+    7. Lord, to me Thine angel sending,
+      Keep me from the subtle Foe;
+    From his craft and might defending,
+      Never let Thy wand’rer go,
+    Till my final rest shall come
+    And Thine angel bear me home.
+
+                  H. Albert, 1642; J. C. Jacobi and A. T. Russell, tr., a.
+
+
+24
+
+                                                                      8, 8
+
+    How lovely now the morning star
+    In twilight sky bright gleams afar
+      While night her curtain raiseth!
+    Each creature hails, with ravished sight,
+    The glories of returning light
+      And God, its Maker, praiseth.
+    Both far And near,
+      All things living Thanks are giving,
+    There high soaring,
+    Here through earth’s wide field adoring.
+
+    2. Then haste, my soul, thy song to raise
+    Nor spare in thy Redeemer’s praise
+      To pour thy due oblation;
+    For glory, Lord, to Thee belongs,
+    Thy praise resounds in grateful songs,
+      With pious emulation,
+    Joy rings Glad strings;
+      Voices sounding, Hearts rebounding,
+    Thus all nature
+    Sings Thy praise, O great Creator.
+
+    3. Unconscious, I securely slept
+    Nor saw the cruel foes which kept
+      Close watch about my slumber;
+    Though evil spirits, through the night,
+    With fiendish craft and watchful spite,
+      Came round me without number;
+    Whose hands In bands,
+      Mischief brewing For my ruin,
+    Had enslaved me,
+    Hadst not Thou stood by and saved me.
+
+    4. For, Jesus, Thou with saving power
+    Wast near me in that threatening hour,
+      Didst save me from their fury;
+    And I reposed in quiet sleep
+    Whilst Thou unwearied watch didst keep;
+      To Thee all praise and glory!
+    Lord, all My soul,
+      Upward springing, Loudly singing,
+    Shall adore Thee,
+    While on earth I walk before Thee.
+
+    5. This day my Fortress, Lord, abide,
+    Now ope Thy gates of mercy wide,
+      Within their shelter place me;
+    My Castle and my Rock Thou art,
+    Oh, let no foeman’s treacherous dart
+      From Thee, my Stronghold, chase me!
+    Help, Lord, Afford!
+      Near me tarry Blows to parry,
+    While around me
+    Sword and armor sore confound me.
+
+    6. Pour down Thy grace in cheering streams
+    And warm my heart with mercy’s beams
+      From heaven, Thy throne of beauty;
+    Let Thy good Spirit guide my will
+    That I, whate’er my station, still
+      May seek my joy in duty.
+    Send light And might
+      That each measure, Scheme and pleasure,
+    Heavenward tending,
+    Still in Thee may find its ending.
+
+    7. Keep grief, if this may be, away;
+    If not, Thy will be done, I say,
+      My choice to Thine resigning.
+    O come and like the morning dew
+    Refresh my heart and make it new,
+      That I may, unrepining,
+    Bear cross And loss
+      Till that morrow Chase all sorrow,
+    When upraisèd
+    Where Thy name is ever praisèd.
+
+    8. Meanwhile, my heart, both sing and leap,
+    Mid cross and loss good courage keep,
+      To heaven’s bright gate you hasten;
+    Then lay desponding care aside,
+    God ever thus His own hath tried
+      And those He loves doth chasten;
+    Hope still Midst ill,
+      Calm, though grieving, Firm believing
+    Tribulation
+    Is the road to sure salvation.
+
+                                  B. Wiesenmeyer, 1653; F. E. Cox, tr., a.
+
+
+25
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    We lift our hearts to Thee,
+      O Day-star from on high!
+    The sun itself is but Thy shade,
+      Yet cheers both earth and sky.
+
+    2. O let Thy rising beams
+      The night of sin disperse,
+    The mists of error and of vice,
+      Which shade the universe.
+
+    3. How beauteous nature now!
+      How dark and sad before!
+    With joy we view the pleasing change
+      And nature’s God adore.
+
+    4. O may no gloomy crime
+      Pollute the rising day;
+    May Jesus’ blood, like morning dew,
+      Wash all our stains away.
+
+    5. May we this life improve
+      To mourn for errors past
+    And live this short, revolving day
+      As if it were our last.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1741.
+
+
+26
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Now the shades of night are gone,
+    Now the morning light is come;
+    Lord, may we be Thine to-day,
+    Drive the shades of sin away.
+
+    2. Fill our souls with heavenly light,
+    Banish doubt and cleanse our sight;
+    In Thy service, Lord, to-day,
+    Help us labor, help us pray.
+
+    3. Keep our haughty passions bound,
+    Save us from our foes around;
+    Going out and coming in,
+    Keep us safe from every sin.
+
+    4. When our work of life is past,
+    Oh, receive us then at last!
+    Night of sin will be no more
+    When we reach the heavenly shore.
+
+                                                       Samson Occom, 1770.
+
+
+27
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Lord of my life, O may Thy praise
+      Employ my noblest powers;
+    Whose goodness lengthens out my days
+      And fills the circling hours.
+
+    2. Preserved by Thine almighty arm,
+      I pass the shades of night,
+    Serene and safe from every harm,
+      And see returning light.
+
+    3. When sleep, death’s semblance, o’er me spread,
+      And I unconscious lay,
+    Thy watchful care was round my bed
+      To guard my feeble clay.
+
+    4. O let the same almighty care
+      My waking hours attend;
+    From every trespass, every snare,
+      My heedless steps defend.
+
+    5. Smile on my minutes as they roll
+      And guide my future days;
+    And let Thy goodness fill my soul
+      With gratitude and praise.
+
+                                                        Anne Steele, 1760.
+
+
+28
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    Every morning mercies new
+    Fall as fresh as morning dew;
+    Every morning let us pay
+    Tribute with the early day;
+    For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure,
+    Thy compassion doth endure.
+
+    2. Still the greatness of Thy love
+    Daily doth our sins remove;
+    Daily, far as east from west,
+    Lifts the burden from the breast;
+    Gives unbought to those who pray
+    Strength to stand in evil day.
+
+    3. Let our prayers each morn prevail
+    That these gifts may never fail;
+    And as we confess the sin
+    And the Tempter’s power within,
+    Feed us with the Bread of Life,
+    Fit us for our daily strife.
+
+    4. As the morning light returns,
+    As the sun with splendor burns,
+    Teach us still to turn to Thee,
+    Ever-blessed Trinity,
+    With our hands our hearts to raise
+    In unfailing prayer and praise.
+
+                                                      G. Phillimore, 1863.
+
+
+29
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Awake, my soul, and with the sun
+    Thy daily stage of duty run;
+    Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise
+    To pay thy morning sacrifice.
+
+    2. All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept
+    And hast refreshed me while I slept.
+    Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
+    I may of endless life partake.
+
+    3. Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;
+    Disperse my sins as morning dew,
+    Guard my first springs of thought and will,
+    And with Thyself my spirit fill.
+
+    4. Direct, control, suggest, this day,
+    All I design or do or say,
+    That all my powers, with all their might,
+    In Thy sole glory may unite.
+
+    5. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
+    Praise Him, all creatures here below;
+    Praise Him, above, ye heavenly host:
+    Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!
+
+                                                         Thomas Ken, 1695.
+
+
+
+
+EVENING.
+
+
+30
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Since now the day has reached its close
+      And sunlight shines no more,
+    In sleep the toil-worn find repose
+      And all who wept before.
+
+    2. But Thou, my God, no rest dost know,
+      No slumber dims Thy sight;
+    Thou hatest darkness as Thy foe,
+      For Thou Thyself art light.
+
+    3. O Lord, I pray, remember me
+      Throughout the gloom of night
+    And grant to me most graciously
+      The shield of Thy great might.
+
+    4. Turn from me Satan’s tyranny
+      Through many an angel arm,
+    Then shall I be from danger free
+      And safe from every harm.
+
+    5. I know the evil I have done
+      Doth cry aloud to Thee;
+    But yet the mercy of Thy Son
+      Hath full atoned for me.
+
+    6. Him I present Thee as my bail
+      While suppliant at Thy feet;
+    With such assurance I’ll not fail
+      Before Thy judgment-seat.
+
+    7. And therefore now I close my eyes
+      And sleep with tranquil breast;
+    Why waste the time in fears or sighs?
+      God watches o’er my rest.
+
+    8. Away, vain, idle thoughts, depart!
+      Roam not, my soul, abroad!
+    For now I build within my heart
+      A temple to my God.
+
+    9. Should this night prove the last for me
+      In this dark vale of tears,
+    Then lead me, Lord, in heaven to Thee
+      And my elect compeers.
+
+    10. And thus I live and die to Thee,
+      Strong Lord of hosts, indeed!
+    In life and death Thou helpest me
+      From every fear and need.
+
+                                                J. T. Herzog, before 1670.
+
+
+31
+
+                                                                      8, 7
+
+    Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber,
+      Wake, my heart, go forth and tell,
+    All the mercies without number
+      That this bygone day befell.
+    Tell how God hath kept afar
+    All things that against me war,
+    Hath upheld me and defended,
+    And His grace my soul befriended.
+
+    2. Father, merciful and holy,
+      Thee to-night I praise and bless,
+    Who, to labor true and lowly,
+      Grantest ever meet success;
+    Many a sin and many a woe,
+    Many a fierce and subtle foe,
+    Hast Thou checked that once alarmed me,
+    So that naught to-day has harmed me.
+
+    3. Yes, our wisdom vainly ponders,
+      Fathoms not Thy loving thought.
+    Never tongue can tell the wonders
+      That Thy hand for me hath wrought;
+    Thou hast guided me to-day
+    That no ill hath crossed my way.
+    There is neither bound nor measure
+    In Thy love’s o’erflowing treasure.
+
+    4. Now the light that nature gladdens,
+      And the pomp of day, is gone,
+    And my heart is tired and saddens
+      As the gloomy night comes on.
+    Ah, then, with Thy changeless light
+    Warm and cheer my heart to-night;
+    As the shadows round me gather,
+    Keep me close to Thee, my Father!
+
+    5. Of Thy grace, I pray Thee, pardon
+      All my sins and heal their smart;
+    Sore and heavy is their burden,
+      Sharp their sting within my heart;
+    And my Foe lays many a snare
+    But to tempt me to despair.
+    Thou alone canst help me, Savior;
+    Punish not my ill behavior.
+
+    6. Though I have from Thee departed,
+      Now I seek Thy face again,
+    For Thy Son, the loving-hearted,
+      Made our peace through bitter pain.
+    Yes, far greater than our sin,
+    Though it still be strong within,
+    Is Thy love that fails us never,
+    Mercy that endures forever.
+
+    7. Brightness of th’ eternal city!
+      Light of every faithful soul!
+    Safe beneath Thy sheltering pity
+      Let the tempest past me roll;
+    Now it darkens far and near,
+    Still, my God, still be Thou here;
+    Thou canst comfort, and Thou only,
+    When the night is long and lonely.
+
+    8. From the power of darkness save me
+      And from Satan’s hellish snares,
+    Who endeavors to enslave me
+      And assails me unawares;
+    Let me never lose the sight
+    Of Thy good and gracious light;
+    Thou canst fill my heart with gladness,
+    That it feel no pain in sadness.
+
+    9. Though my weary eyes are closing
+      And my senses fall asleep,
+    Still my soul, on Thee reposing,
+      Ever must its vigils keep.
+    Let my spirit longingly
+    Always dream, my God, of Thee,
+    Firmly unto Thee e’er cleaving,
+    Sleeping, yet Thy grace receiving.
+
+    10. Lord, the twilight now hath vanished,
+      Send Thy blessing on my sleep,
+    Every sin and terror banished,
+      Let my rest be calm and deep.
+    Soul and body, mind and health,
+    Wife and children, house and wealth,
+    Friend and foe, the sick, the stranger,
+    Keep Thou safe from harm and danger.
+
+    11. O Thou mighty God, now hearken
+      To the prayer Thy child hath made;
+    Jesus, while the night-hours darken,
+      Be Thou still my hope, my aid;
+    Holy Ghost, on Thee I call,
+    Friend and Comforter of all,
+    Hear my earnest prayer, O hear me!
+    Lord, Thou hearest, Thou art near me.
+
+                                                            J. Rist, 1642.
+
+
+32
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    The happy sunshine now is gone,
+    The gloomy night comes swiftly on;
+    But shine Thou still, O Christ, our Light,
+    Nor let us lose ourselves in night.
+
+    2. We thank Thee that throughout the day
+    Thy angels watched around our way
+    And free from harm and vexing fear
+    Have led us on in safety here.
+
+    3. Whate’er of wrong we’ve done or said,
+    Let not the charge on us be laid;
+    That, through Thy free forgiveness blest,
+    In peaceful slumber we may rest.
+
+    4. Thy guardian angels round us place,
+    All evil from our couch to chase;
+    Our soul and body, while we sleep,
+    In safety, gracious Father, keep.
+
+                                                    Nikolaus Herman, 1560.
+
+
+33
+
+                                                                      7, 7
+
+    Now rest beneath night’s shadows,
+    Man, beast, town, woods, and meadows,
+      The world in slumber lies;
+    But thou, my heart, awake thee,
+    To prayer and song betake thee,
+      Let praise to thy Creator rise.
+
+    2. O sun, where art thou vanished?
+    The night thy reign hath banished,
+      The foe of day, the night.
+    Farewell! For now appeareth
+    Another Sun and cheereth
+      My heart—’tis Jesus Christ, my Light.
+
+    3. The last faint beam is going,
+    The golden stars are glowing
+      In yonder dark-blue deep;
+    Such is the glory given
+    When, called of God to heaven,
+      On earth no more we pine and weep.
+
+    4. To rest my body hasteth,
+    Aside its garments casteth,
+      Types of mortality;
+    These I put off and ponder
+    How Christ shall give me yonder
+      A robe of glorious majesty.
+
+    5. Head, hands, and feet, reposing,
+    Are glad the day is closing,
+      That work came to an end;
+    Cheer up, my heart, with gladness!
+    For God from all earth’s sadness
+      And from sin’s toil relief will send.
+
+    6. Ye weary limbs, now rest you,
+    For toil hath sore oppressed you,
+      And quiet sleep ye crave;
+    A sleep shall once o’ertake you
+    From which no man can wake you,
+      In your last narrow bed—the grave.
+
+    7. My heavy eyes are closing;
+    When I lie deep reposing,
+      Soul, body, where are ye?
+    To helpless sleep I yield them;
+    O let Thy mercy shield them,
+      Thou sleepless Eye, their Guardian be!
+
+    8. Lord Jesus, who dost love me,
+    O spread Thy wings above me
+      And shield me from alarm!
+    Though Satan would devour me,
+    Let angel-guards sing o’er me:
+      “This child of God shall meet no harm!”
+
+    9. My loved ones, rest securely,
+    From every peril surely
+      Our God will guard your heads.
+    May He sweet slumbers send you
+    And bid His hosts attend you,
+      And golden-armed, watch o’er your beds!
+
+                                                      Paul Gerhardt, 1653.
+
+
+34
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Christ, everlasting Source of light,
+    All things are open to Thy sight;
+    Thou Splendor of Thy Father’s face,
+    Show us the path of truth and grace.
+
+    2. We now implore Thy sovereign might
+    To keep us, Lord, the coming night;
+    Preserve us, Lord, from all distress;
+    O God, Thy mercy we address.
+
+    3. Remove our sinful drowsiness;
+    Let Satan not our soul oppress;
+    Our feeble flesh keep chaste and pure
+    And let us rest in Thee secure.
+
+    4. And when our eyes are bound in sleep,
+    The lamp of faith still burning keep;
+    Thy hand sustain us while we rest;
+    Remove our sin, and we are blest.
+
+    5. Great Guardian of Thy Christian flock,
+    Thy presence be our saving rock;
+    Thine agony and holy blood
+    Be always our support, O God!
+
+    6. Remember, Lord, the woes and pains
+    Which here our body hold in chains;
+    Our soul, which Thou hast ransomed, Lord,
+    O comfort with Thy holy Word.
+
+    7. To God the Father and the Son
+    And Holy Spirit, Three in One,
+    Be glory, praise, and majesty
+    Now, ever, and eternally.
+
+          From Ambrose’s _Christe, qui lux es et dies_: W. Meusslin, 1527.
+
+
+35
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Before Thy throne I now appear,
+    O Lord, bow down Thy gracious ear
+    To me and cast not from Thy face
+    Thy sinful child, that sues for grace.
+
+    2. Thou, Father of eternity,
+    Thine image hast impressed on me;
+    In Thee I am and live and move,
+    Nor can exist without Thy love.
+
+    3. Oft hast Thou snatched me from distress
+    And raised me oft when comfortless,
+    When but a step, nay, one hair’s breadth,
+    Was ’twixt my tottering life and death.
+
+    4. My sense and reason come from Thee,
+    And sustenance Thou givest me;
+    A faithful friend Thou dost bestow
+    To prove his love in weal and woe.
+
+    5. Thou hast redeemed me, Son of God,
+    Hast shed for me Thy precious blood,
+    The Law for my sake hast fulfilled,
+    And thus Thy Father’s wrath hast stilled.
+
+    6. When sin and Satan witness bear
+    Against me that I must despair,
+    As Mediator step Thou in
+    And save me from the curse of sin.
+
+    7. Thou art my Advocate for aye,
+    My Savior, Comfort, and my Stay.
+    Thine all-sufficient merit is
+    On earth my peace, in heaven my bliss.
+
+    8. God Holy Spirit, Power Divine,
+    Thou workest in this heart of mine;
+    Naught can be counted good in me
+    But what proceeds alone from Thee.
+
+    9. Through Thee I now my God adore
+    And call Him Father evermore;
+    Through Thee His Word and Sacrament
+    I love and hold till life is spent.
+
+    10. Through Thee I’m in temptation free
+    From fear and sad despondency;
+    Through Thee I’m quickened oft to taste
+    The sweets of Thine eternal rest.
+
+    11. And so I now give thanks to Thee
+    With heart and tongue most joyfully
+    For all Thy mercies, Lord, my God,
+    Which on my soul Thou hast bestowed.
+
+    12. Beseeching Thine almighty grace
+    To aid me, till I’ve run my race,
+    Soul, body, honor, house, and friend
+    To Thy protection I commend.
+
+    13. Give me a heart that is sincere,
+    To love Thy truth, and persevere
+    In faith and Christian piety
+    And shun all base hypocrisy.
+
+    14. My sins and trespasses forgive;
+    Have patience with me while I live;
+    O give me faith and charity
+    And let my hope rest but in Thee.
+
+    15. Grant that in peace I close mine eyes,
+    But on the Last Day bid me rise
+    And let me see Thy face fore’er—
+    Amen, Amen, Lord, hear my prayer!
+
+                             B. von Hodenberg. 1640; J. Gesenius, a. 1650.
+
+
+36
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Glory to Thee, my God, this night
+    For all the blessings of the light!
+    Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
+    Beneath Thine own almighty wings!
+
+    2. Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
+    The ill that I this day have done,
+    That with the world, myself, and Thee
+    I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
+
+    3. Teach me to live that I may dread
+    The grave as little as my bed;
+    Teach me to die that so I may
+    With joy behold the Judgment Day.
+
+    4. Oh, may my soul on Thee repose,
+    And may sweet sleep my eyelids close!
+    Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
+    No powers of darkness me molest.
+
+                                                    Thomas Ken, 1695, abr.
+
+
+37
+
+                                                                      8, 7
+
+    Savior, breathe an evening blessing
+      Ere repose our spirits seal;
+    Sin and want we come confessing;
+      Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal.
+
+    2. Though destruction walk around us,
+      Though the arrows past us fly,
+    Angel-guards from Thee surround us;
+      We are safe if Thou art nigh.
+
+    3. Though the night be dark and dreary,
+      Darkness cannot hide from Thee;
+    Thou art He who, never weary,
+      Watchest where Thy people be.
+
+    4. Should swift death this night o’ertake us
+      And our couch become our tomb,
+    May the morn in heav’n awake us,
+      Clad in light and deathless bloom.
+
+                                                     James Edmeston, 1820.
+
+
+38
+
+                                                             11, 11, 11, 5
+
+    Now God be with us, for the night is closing;
+    The light and darkness are of His disposing,
+    And ’neath His shadow here to rest we yield us,
+    For He will shield us.
+
+    2. Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us;
+    Till morning cometh, watch, O Master, o’er us;
+    In soul and body Thou from harm defend us,
+    Thine angels send us.
+
+    3. Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep o’ertakes us,
+    Our earliest thoughts be Thine when morning wakes us;
+    All day serve Thee, in all that we are doing
+    Thy praise pursuing.
+
+    4. Through Thy Beloved soothe the sick and weeping
+    And bid the captive lose his griefs in sleeping;
+    Widows and orphans, we to Thee commend them,
+    Do Thou befriend them.
+
+    5. We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us,
+    Save Thee, O Father, who Thine own hast made us:
+    But Thy dear presence will not leave them lonely
+    Who seek Thee only.
+
+    6. Father, Thy name be praised, Thy kingdom given;
+    Thy will be done on earth as ’tis in heaven;
+    Give daily bread, forgive our sins, deliver
+    Us now and ever.
+
+                            Bohemian Brethren, 1566; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+39
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Thus far the Lord has led me on,
+      Thus far His power prolongs my days;
+    And every evening shall make known
+      Some fresh memorial of His grace.
+
+    2. Much of my time has run to waste,
+      And I, perhaps, am near my home;
+    But He forgives my follies past
+      And gives me strength for days to come.
+
+    3. I lay my body down to sleep;
+      Peace is the pillow for my head;
+    His ever-watchful eye will keep
+      Its constant guard around my bed.
+
+    4. Faith in Thy name forbids my fear;
+      Oh, may Thy presence ne’er depart!
+    And in the morning may I bear
+      Thy loving-kindness on my heart!
+
+                                            Isaac Watts, 1709, a. and abr.
+
+
+40
+
+                                                                       10s
+
+    Abide with me! fast falls the eventide;
+    The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!
+    When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
+    Help of the helpless, O abide with me!
+
+    2. Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
+    Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
+    Change and decay in all around I see;
+    O Thou, who changest not, abide with me!
+
+    3. Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
+    But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord,
+    Familiar, condescending, patient, free,
+    Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.
+
+    4. Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,
+    But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings;
+    Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea;
+    O Friend of sinners, thus abide with me!
+
+    5. Thou on my head in early youth didst smile,
+    And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
+    Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee:
+    On to the close, O Lord, abide with me!
+
+    6. I need Thy presence every passing hour:
+    What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter’s power?
+    Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
+    Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me!
+
+    7. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
+    Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness.
+    Where is death’s sting? where, grave, thy victory?
+    I triumph still if Thou abide with me.
+
+    8. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes,
+    Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies.
+    Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
+    In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!
+
+                                                         H. F. Lyte, 1847.
+
+
+41
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    The day is past and gone,
+      The evening shades appear;
+    O may I ever keep in mind
+      The night of death draws near.
+
+    2. Lord, keep me safe this night,
+      Secure from all my fears;
+    May angels guard me while I sleep,
+      Till morning light appears.
+
+    3. And when I early rise
+      And view th’ unwearied sun,
+    May I set out to win the prize
+      And after glory run,
+
+    4. That, when my days are past
+      And I from time remove,
+    Lord, I may in Thy bosom rest,
+      The bosom of Thy love.
+
+                                                          J. Leland, 1792.
+
+
+42
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear,
+    It is not night if Thou be near;
+    Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise
+    To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes!
+
+    2. When the soft dews of kindly sleep
+    My wearied eyelids gently steep,
+    Be my last thought how sweet to rest
+    Forever on my Savior’s breast.
+
+    3. Abide with me from morn till eve,
+    For without Thee I cannot live;
+    Abide with me when night is nigh,
+    For without Thee I dare not die.
+
+    4. If some poor wandering child of Thine
+    Has spurned to-day the voice divine,
+    Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
+    Let him no more lie down in sin.
+
+    5. Watch by the sick, enrich the poor
+    With blessings from Thy boundless store;
+    Be every mourner’s sleep to-night,
+    Like infant’s slumbers, pure and light.
+
+    6. Come near and bless us when we wake,
+    Ere through the world our way we take;
+    And lead us by Thy hand of love
+    Until we reach our home above.
+
+                                                           J. Keble, 1820.
+
+
+43
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Through the day Thy love hath spared us,
+      Now we lay us down to rest;
+    Through the silent watches guard us,
+      Let no foe our peace molest:
+    Jesus, Thou our Guardian be;
+    Sweet it is to trust in Thee.
+
+    2. Pilgrims here on earth and strangers,
+      Dwelling in the midst of foes,
+    Us and ours preserve from dangers;
+      In Thine arms may we repose
+    And, when life’s sad day is past,
+    Rest with Thee in heaven at last.
+
+    3. Triune God, let all adore Thee,
+      Saints on earth and saints in heav’n;
+    Every creature bow before Thee,
+      Who hast all their being giv’n,
+    Who dost seek and save the lost:
+    Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
+
+                                                       Thomas Kelly, 1806.
+
+
+44
+
+                                                    8, 4, 8, 4, 8, 8, 8, 4
+
+    God, who madest earth and heaven,
+      Darkness and light,
+    Who the day for toil hast given,
+      For rest the night,
+    May Thine angel guards defend us,
+    Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us,
+    Holy dreams and hopes attend us,
+      This livelong night!
+
+    2. Guard us waking, guard us sleeping,
+      And when we die,
+    Let us in Thy mighty keeping
+      All peaceful lie.
+    When the trumpet’s call shall wake us,
+    Do not Thou, blest Lord, forsake us,
+    But to reign in glory take us
+      With Thee on high.
+
+                        Reginald Heber, 1827; 2d stanza, R. Whately, 1860.
+
+
+45
+
+                                                                      6, 5
+
+    Now the day is over,
+      Night is drawing nigh,
+    Shadows of the evening
+      Steal across the sky.
+
+    2. Now the darkness gathers,
+      Stars begin to peep,
+    Birds and beasts and flowers
+      Soon will be asleep.
+
+    3. Jesus, give the weary
+      Calm and sweet repose;
+    With Thy tenderest blessing
+      May my eyelids close.
+
+    4. Through the long night-watches
+      May Thine angels spread
+    Their white wings above me,
+      Watching round my bed.
+
+    5. When the morning wakens,
+      Then may I arise
+    Pure and fresh and sinless
+      In Thy holy eyes!
+
+    6. Glory to the Father,
+      Glory to the Son,
+    And to Thee, blest Spirit,
+      While all ages run.
+
+                                           Sabine Baring-Gould, 1865, abr.
+
+
+
+
+INVITATION.
+
+
+46
+
+                                                                 C. M. 8 l
+
+    I heard the voice of Jesus say,
+      “Come unto Me and rest;
+    Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
+      Thy head upon My breast!”
+    I came to Jesus as I was,
+      Weary and worn and sad;
+    I found in Him a resting-place,
+      And He has made me glad.
+
+    2. I heard the voice of Jesus say,
+      “Behold, I freely give
+    The living water; thirsty one,
+      Stoop down and drink and live!”
+    I came to Jesus, and I drank
+      Of that life-giving stream;
+    My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
+      And now I live in Him.
+
+    3. I heard the voice of Jesus say,
+      “I am this dark world’s Light;
+    Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise
+      And all thy day be bright!”
+    I looked to Jesus, and I found
+      In Him my Star, my Sun;
+    And in that Light of Life I’ll walk
+      Till traveling days are done.
+
+                                                           H. Bonar, 1846.
+
+
+47
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    The Savior calls; let every ear
+      Attend the heavenly sound,
+    Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear;
+      Hope smiles reviving round.
+
+    2. For every thirsty, longing heart
+      Here streams of bounty flow
+    And life and health and bliss impart
+      To banish mortal woe.
+
+    3. Here springs of sacred pleasures rise
+      To ease your every pain;
+    Immortal fountain! full supplies!
+      Nor shall you thirst in vain.
+
+    4. Ye sinners, come, ’tis Mercy’s voice;
+      The gracious call obey;
+    Mercy invites to heavenly joys,
+      And can you yet delay?
+
+    5. Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts;
+      To Thee let sinners fly
+    And take the bliss Thy love imparts
+      And drink and never die.
+
+                                                        Anne Steele, 1760.
+
+
+48
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
+    God, your Maker, asks you—Why?
+    God, who did your being give,
+    Made you with Himself to live.
+
+    2. He the fatal cause demands,
+    Asks the work of His own hands,
+    Why, ye thankless creatures, why
+    Will ye cross His love and die?
+
+    3. Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
+    God, your Savior, asks you—Why?
+    He, who did your souls retrieve,
+    Died Himself that you might live.
+
+    4. Will ye let Him die in vain,
+    Crucify your Lord again?
+    Why, ye ransomed sinners, why
+    Will ye slight His grace and die?
+
+    5. Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
+    God the Spirit asks you—Why?
+    He, who all your lifetime strove,
+    Wooed you to embrace His love.
+
+    6. Will ye not His grace receive?
+    Will ye still refuse to live?
+    O ye long-sought sinners, why
+    Will ye grieve your God and die?
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1741.
+
+
+49
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    “Come unto Me, ye weary,
+      And I will give you rest.”
+    O blessed voice of Jesus,
+      Which comes to hearts opprest!
+    It tells of benediction,
+      Of pardon, grace, and peace,
+    Of joy that hath no ending,
+      Of love which cannot cease.
+
+    2. “Come unto Me, dear children,
+      And I will give you light.”
+    O loving voice of Jesus,
+      Which comes to cheer the night!
+    Our hearts were filled with sadness,
+      And we had lost our way;
+    But He has brought us gladness
+      And songs at break of day.
+
+    3. “Come unto Me, ye weary,
+      And I will give you life,”
+    O cheering voice of Jesus,
+      Which comes to aid our strife!
+    The Foe is stern and eager,
+      The fight is fierce and long;
+    But Thou hast made us mighty
+      And stronger than the strong.
+
+    4. “And whosoever cometh,
+      I will not cast him out.”
+    O welcome voice of Jesus,
+      Which drives away our doubt,
+    Which calls us, very sinners,
+      Unworthy though we be
+    Of love so free and boundless,
+      To come, dear Lord, to Thee!
+
+                                                          W. C. Dix, 1867.
+
+
+50
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    To-day Thy mercy calls us
+      To wash away our sin.
+    However great our trespass,
+      Whatever we have been;
+    However long from mercy
+      Our hearts have turned away,
+    Thy precious blood can cleanse us
+      And make us white to-day.
+
+    2. To-day Thy gate is open,
+      And all who enter in
+    Shall find a Father’s welcome
+      And pardon for their sin.
+    The past shall be forgotten,
+      A present joy be giv’n,
+    A future grace be promised,
+      A glorious crown in heav’n.
+
+    3. To-day our Father calls us,
+      His Holy Spirit waits;
+    His blessed angels gather
+      Around the heavenly gates.
+    No question will be asked us
+      How often we have come;
+    Although we oft have wandered,
+      It is our Father’s home.
+
+    4. O all-embracing Mercy,
+      O ever-open Door,
+    What should we do without Thee
+      When heart and eye run o’er?
+    When all things seem against us,
+      To drive us to despair,
+    We know one gate is open,
+      One ear will hear our prayer.
+
+                                                           O. Allen, 1862.
+
+
+51
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Behold a Stranger at the door!
+    He gently knocks, has knocked before,
+    Has waited long, is waiting still;
+    You treat no other friend so ill.
+
+    2. But will He prove a friend indeed?
+    He will; the very Friend you need;
+    The Friend of sinners—yes, ’tis He,
+    With garments dyed on Calvary.
+
+    3. O lovely attitude! He stands
+    With melting heart and laden hands;
+    O matchless kindness! and He shows
+    This matchless kindness to His foes.
+
+    4. Admit Him lest His anger burn
+    And He, departing, ne’er return;
+    Admit Him, or the hour’s at hand
+    When at His door denied you’ll stand.
+
+                                                        J. Grigg, 1756, a.
+
+
+52
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    The Spirit in our hearts
+      Is whispering, “Sinner, come!”
+    The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims
+      To all His children, “Come!”
+
+    2. Let him that heareth say
+      To all about him, “Come!”
+    Let him that thirsts for righteousness
+      To Christ, the Fountain, come.
+
+    3. Yes, whosoever will,
+      O let him freely come
+    And freely drink the stream of life;
+      ’Tis Jesus bids him come.
+
+    4. Lo, Jesus, who invites,
+      Declares, “I quickly come.”
+    Lord, even so; I wait Thine hour;
+      Jesus, my Savior, come!
+
+                                                    H. U. Onderdonk, 1826.
+
+
+53
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Let every ear attend
+      And every heart rejoice;
+    The trumpet of the Gospel sounds
+      With an inviting voice.
+
+    2. Ho! all ye starving souls,
+      That feed upon the wind
+    And vainly strive with earthly toys
+      To fill an empty mind.
+
+    3. Here Wisdom has prepared
+      A soul-reviving feast
+    And bids your longing appetites
+      The rich provision taste.
+
+    4. Ho! ye that pant for streams
+      And pine away and die,
+    Here you may quench your raging thirst
+      With springs that never dry.
+
+    5. Rivers of mercy here
+      In a rich ocean join;
+    Salvation in abundance flows
+      Like floods of milk and wine.
+
+    6. The gates of Gospel grace
+      Stand open night and day.
+    Lord, we are come to seek supplies
+      And drive our wants away.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1707.
+
+
+54
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Return, O wanderer, return
+      And seek an injured Father’s face;
+    Those warm desires that in thee burn
+      Were kindled by reclaiming grace.
+
+    2. Return, O wanderer, return
+      And seek a Father’s melting heart;
+    His pitying eyes thy grief discern,
+      His hand shall heal thine inward smart.
+
+    3. Return, O wanderer, return,
+      Thy Savior bids thy spirit live;
+    Go to His bleeding feet and learn
+      How freely Jesus can forgive.
+
+    4. Return, O wanderer, return
+      And wipe away the falling tear;
+    ’Tis God who says, “No longer mourn,”
+      ’Tis Mercy’s voice invites thee near.
+
+                                                      W. B. Collyer, 1812.
+
+
+55
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Hasten, O sinner, to be wise
+      And stay not for the morrow’s sun,
+    The longer wisdom you despise,
+      The harder is she to be won.
+
+    2. O hasten, mercy to implore
+      And stay not for the morrow’s sun,
+    For fear thy season should be o’er
+      Before this evening’s course be run.
+
+    3. Hasten, O sinner, to return
+      And stay not for the morrow’s sun,
+    For fear thy lamp should fail to burn
+      Before the needful work is done.
+
+    4. Hasten, O sinner, to be blest
+      And stay not for the morrow’s sun,
+    For fear the curse should thee arrest
+      Before the morrow is begun.
+
+                                                       Thomas Scott, 1773.
+
+
+56
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,
+    Jesus loves to answer prayer;
+    He Himself has bid thee pray,
+    Therefore will not say thee nay.
+
+    2. Thou art coming to a King,
+    Large petitions with thee bring;
+    For His grace and power are such
+    None can ever ask too much.
+
+    3. With my burden I begin:
+    Lord, remove this load of sin;
+    Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,
+    Set my conscience free from guilt.
+
+    4. Lord, I come to Thee for rest,
+    Take possession of my breast;
+    There Thy blood-bought right maintain
+    And without a rival reign.
+
+    5. While I am a pilgrim here,
+    Let Thy love my spirit cheer;
+    As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
+    Lead me to my journey’s end.
+
+    6. Show me what I have to do,
+    Every hour my strength renew;
+    Let me live a life of faith,
+    Let me die Thy people’s death.
+
+                                                        John Newton, 1779.
+
+
+57
+
+                                                                       11s
+
+    Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near,
+      The waters of life are now flowing for thee;
+    No price is demanded; the Savior is here;
+      Redemption is purchased, salvation is free.
+
+    2. Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse
+      The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God?
+    A fountain is opened; how canst thou refuse
+      To wash and be cleansed in His pardoning blood?
+
+    3. Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come,
+      For mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day;
+    Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb;
+      Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away.
+
+    4. Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace,
+      Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight
+    And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race,
+      To sink in the gloom of eternity’s night.
+
+    5. Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand;
+      The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade;
+    The dead, small and great, in the Judgment shall stand;
+      What power then, O sinner, shall lend thee its aid?
+
+                                                        T. Hastings, 1831.
+
+
+58
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Come, ye weary sinners, come,
+      All who feel your heavy load;
+    Jesus calls His wanderers home;
+      Hasten to your pardoning God.
+
+    2. Come, ye guilty souls opprest,
+      Answer to the Savior’s call:
+    “Come, and I will give you rest;
+      Come, and I will save you all.”
+
+    3. Jesus, full of truth and love,
+      We Thy gracious call obey;
+    Faithful let Thy mercies prove,
+      Take our load of guilt away.
+
+    4. Fain we would on Thee rely,
+      Cast on Thee our sin and care,
+    To Thine arms of mercy fly,
+      Find our lasting quiet there.
+
+    5. Lo, we come to Thee for ease:
+      True and gracious as Thou art,
+    How our weary souls release,
+      Write forgiveness on our heart.
+
+                                                  Charles Wesley, 1746, a.
+
+
+
+
+PRAISE.
+
+
+59
+
+                                        7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    My soul, now bless thy Maker!
+      Let all within me bless His name,
+    Who maketh thee partaker
+      Of mercies more than thou dar’st claim!
+    Forget Him not, whose meekness
+      Forgiveth all thy sin;
+    Who healeth all thy weakness,
+      Renews thy life within;
+    Whose grace and care are endless
+      And saved thee through the past;
+    Who leaves no sufferer friendless,
+      But rights the wronged at last.
+
+    2. He shows to man His treasure
+      Of judgment, truth, and righteousness,
+    His love beyond all measure,
+      His yearning pity o’er distress;
+    Nor treats us as we merit,
+      But lays His anger by,
+    The humble, contrite spirit
+      Finds His compassion nigh;
+    Far as the heavens above us,
+      As break from close of day,
+    So far, since He doth love us,
+      He casts our sins away.
+
+    3. For as a tender father
+      Hath pity on his children here,
+    He in His arms will gather
+      All who are His in childlike fear.
+    He knows how frail our powers,
+      Who but from dust are made;
+    We flourish as the flowers,
+      And even so we fade;
+    The wind but o’er them passes,
+      And all their bloom is o’er,—
+    We wither like the grasses,
+      Our place knows us no more.
+
+    4. His grace alone endureth,
+      And children’s children yet shall prove
+    How God with strength assureth
+      The hearts of all that seek His love.
+    In heaven is fixed His dwelling,
+      His rule is over all;
+    Angels in might excelling,
+      Bright hosts, before Him fall!
+    Praise Him who ever reigneth,
+      All ye who hear His Word,
+    Nor our poor hymns disdaineth;—
+      My soul, O bless the Lord!
+
+                                  G. Graumann, 1525; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+60
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    To God, the Father of all love,
+      The God of earth and heaven,
+    The mighty God, who reigns above,
+      Be praise and glory given!
+    With healing balm my soul He fills
+    And every pain and sorrow stills,—
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+    2. The angel host, O King of kings,
+      Thy praise forever telling,
+    In earth and sky all living things
+      Beneath Thy shadow dwelling,
+    Adore and praise their Maker’s might,
+    Whose wisdom orders all things right,—
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+    3. What God’s almighty power hath made
+      His gracious mercy keepeth;
+    By morning glow or evening shade
+      His watchful eye ne’er sleepeth;
+    Within the kingdom of His might,
+    Lo! all is just and all is right,—
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+    4. I cried to God in my distress,
+      His mercy heard me calling;
+    My Savior saw my helplessness
+      And kept my feet from falling.
+    For this, Lord, praise and thanks to Thee!
+    Praise God most high, praise God with me,—
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+    5. The Lord forsaketh not His flock,
+      His chosen generation;
+    He is their Refuge and their Rock,
+      Their Peace and their Salvation,
+    And with a mother’s watchful love
+    He guides them wheresoe’er they rove,—
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+    6. When earth can comfort us no more
+      Nor human help availeth,
+    The Maker comes Himself, whose store
+      Of blessing never faileth,
+    And bends on them a Father’s eyes,
+    Whom earth all rest and hope denies,—
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+    7. Thus all my pilgrim way along
+      I’ll sing aloud Thy praises
+    That men may hear the grateful song
+      My voice unwearied raises.
+    Be joyful in the Lord, my heart;
+    Both soul and body, bear your part,—
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+    8. Ye who confess Christ’s holy name,
+      To God give praise and glory!
+    Ye who the Father’s power proclaim,
+      To God give praise and glory!
+    All idols under foot be trod,
+    The Lord is God! The Lord is God!
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+    9. Then come before His presence now
+      And banish fear and sadness;
+    To your Redeemer pay your vow
+      And sing with joy and gladness:
+    Though great distress my soul befall,
+    The Lord, my God, rules over all,—
+      To God all praise and glory!
+
+                                                      J. J. Schuetz, 1673.
+
+
+61
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Songs of immortal praise belong
+      To my almighty God:
+    He hath my heart and He my tongue
+      To spread His name abroad.
+
+    2. How great the works His hand hath wrought!
+      How glorious in our sight!
+    And men in every age have sought
+      His wonders with delight.
+
+    3. How most exact is nature’s frame!
+      How wise th’ eternal Mind!
+    His counsels never change the scheme
+      That His first thoughts designed.
+
+    4. When He redeemed the sons of men,
+      He fixed His covenant sure;
+    The orders that His lips pronounce
+      To endless years endure.
+
+    5. Nature and time and earth and skies
+      Thy heavenly skill proclaim.
+    What shall we do to make us wise
+      But learn to read Thy name!
+
+    6. To fear Thy power, to trust Thy grace,
+      Is our divinest skill;
+    And he’s the wisest of our race
+      Who best obeys Thy will.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+62
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8
+
+    O that I had a thousand voices,
+      A mouth to speak with thousand tongues!
+    My heart, which in the Lord rejoices,
+      Then would proclaim in grateful songs
+    To all, wherever I might be,
+    What great things God hath done for me.
+
+    2. O that my voice might high be sounding,
+      Far as the widely distant poles;
+    My blood run quick, with rapture bounding,
+      Long as its vital current rolls,
+    And every pulse thanksgiving raise,
+    And every breath a hymn of praise!
+
+    3. O all ye powers that God implanted,
+      Arise, keep silence thus no more,
+    Put forth the strength that He hath granted!
+      Your noblest work is to adore.
+    My soul and body, make ye meet
+    With heartfelt praise your Lord to greet!
+
+    4. Ye forest leaves, so green and tender,
+      That dance for joy in summer air;
+    Ye meadow grasses, bright and slender;
+      Ye flowers, so wondrous sweet and fair;
+    Ye live to show His praise alone,
+    Help me to make His glory known!
+
+    5. O all things that have breath and motion,
+      That throng with life, earth, sea, and sky,
+    Now join me in my heart’s devotion,
+      Help me to raise His praises high;
+    My utmost powers can ne’er aright
+    Declare the wonders of His might.
+
+    6. Dear Father, endless praise I render
+      For soul and body, strangely joined;
+    I praise Thee, Guardian kind and tender,
+      For all the noble joys I find
+    So richly spread on every side
+    And freely for my use supplied.
+
+    7. What equal praises can I offer,
+      Dear Jesus, for Thy mercy shown?
+    What pangs, my Savior, didst Thou suffer,
+      And thus for all my sins atone!
+    Thy death alone my soul could free
+    From Satan, to be blest with Thee.
+
+    8. Glory and praise, still onward reaching,
+      Thine be it, Spirit of all grace,
+    Whose holy power and faithful teaching
+      Give me among Thy saints a place!
+    Whate’er of good in me may shine
+    Comes only from Thy light divine.
+
+    9. Who grants abundant gifts to bless me?
+      Who but Thyself, O God of love?
+    Who guards my ways lest fears oppress me?
+      ’Tis Thou, Lord God of hosts, above!
+    And when my sins Thy wrath provoke,
+    Thy patience, Lord, forbears the stroke.
+
+    10. I kiss the rod, too, unrepining,
+      When God His chastening makes me feel,
+    My graces call for His refining,
+      The trial works no lasting ill;
+    It purifies and makes it known
+    That He regards me as His own.
+
+    11. In life I often have discovered,
+      With gratitude and glad surprise,
+    When clouds of sorrows o’er me hovered,
+      God sent from them my best supplies.
+    In troubles He is ever near
+    And shows me all a Father’s care.
+
+    12. Why not, then, with a faith unbounded,
+      Forever in His love confide?
+    Why not, with earthly griefs surrounded,
+      Rejoicing still in hope abide,
+    Until I reach that blissful home
+    Where doubt and sorrow never come?
+
+    13. No more low vanities regarding,
+      To Thee, in whom I find my rest,
+    I cry, my inmost soul according,
+      “My God, Thou art the Highest, Best;
+    Strength, honor, praise, and thanks, and power
+    Be Thine both now and evermore!”
+
+    14. Lord, I will tell, while I am living,
+      Thy goodness forth with every breath
+    And greet each morning with thanksgiving
+      Until my heart is still in death;
+    Yea, when at last my lips grow cold,
+    Thy praise shall in my sighs be told.
+
+    15. O Father, deign Thou, I beseech Thee,
+      To listen to my earthly lays;
+    A nobler strain in heav’n shall reach Thee,
+      When I with angels hymn Thy praise
+    And learn amid their choirs to sing
+    Loud hallelujahs to my King.
+
+                                                         J. Mentzer, 1704.
+
+
+63
+
+                                                           14, 14, 4, 7, 8
+
+    Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
+    O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy Health and Salvation!
+    Join the full throng;
+    Wake, harp and psalter and song;
+    Sound forth in glad adoration!
+
+    2. Praise to the Lord, who o’er all things so wondrously reigneth,
+    Who, as on wings of an eagle, uplifteth, sustaineth.
+    Hast thou not seen
+    How thy desires all have been
+    Granted in what He ordaineth?
+
+    3. Praise to the Lord, who hath fearfully, wondrously, made thee;
+    Health hath vouchsafed and, when heedlessly falling, hath stayed thee!
+    What need or grief
+    Ever hath failed of relief?—
+    Wings of His mercy did shade thee.
+
+    4. Praise to the Lord, who doth visibly bless and defend thee;
+    Who from the heavens the streams of His mercy doth send thee!
+    Ponder anew
+    What the Almighty can do
+    If with His love He befriend thee.
+
+    5. Praise to the Lord! O let all that is in me adore Him!
+    All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him!
+    He is thy Light;
+    Soul, keep it always in sight,
+    Gladly forever adore Him!
+
+                                                         J. Neander, 1680.
+
+
+64
+
+                                                    6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    Now thank we all our God
+      With heart and hands and voices,
+    Who wondrous things hath done,
+      In whom His world rejoices;
+    Who from our mother’s arms
+      Hath blessed us on our way
+    With countless gifts of love
+      And still is ours to-day.
+
+    2. Oh, may this bounteous God
+      Through all this life be near us,
+    With ever joyful hearts
+      And blessed peace to cheer us;
+    And keep us in His grace,
+      And guide us when perplexed,
+    And free us from all ills
+      In this world and the next.
+
+    3. All praise and thanks to God
+      The Father now be given,
+    The Son, and Him who reigns
+      With them in highest heaven:
+    The one eternal God,
+      Whom earth and heaven adore;
+    For thus it was, is now,
+      And shall be evermore!
+
+                                  Martin Rinckart, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+65
+
+                                              8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    I will sing my Maker’s praises
+      And in Him most joyful be,
+    For in all things I see traces
+      Of His tender love to me.
+    Nothing but His love could move Him
+      With such sweet and tender care
+      Evermore to raise and bear
+    All who try to serve and love Him.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    2. As an eagle spreadeth over
+      Her young brood her sheltering wings,
+    So the arm of God did cover
+      Me against affliction’s stings.
+    He who life and being gave me,
+      Even in my mother’s womb,
+      From the cradle to the tomb,
+    He shall ever guard and save me.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    3. Yea, so dear did He esteem me
+      That His Son He loved so well
+    He hath given to redeem me
+      From the quenchless flames of hell.
+    O Thou Spring of boundless blessing,
+      How could e’er my feeble mind
+      Of Thy depth the bottom find,
+    Though my efforts were unceasing?
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    4. God His Spirit to instruct me
+      In His holy Word hath giv’n
+    That He safely may conduct me
+      Through this weary world to heav’n.
+    He my heart’s dark chamber filleth
+      With the clear, pure light of faith,
+      Which destroys the power of death;
+    Yea, e’en hell itself it stilleth.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    5. All that for my soul is needful
+      He doth carefully provide,
+    Nor of that is He unheedful
+      Which my body needs beside.
+    When my strength cannot avail me,
+      When my powers can do no more,
+      Doth my God His strength outpour,
+    In my need He doth not fail me.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    6. All the hosts of earth and heaven
+      Wheresoe’er I turn mine eye,
+    For my benefit are given
+      That they may my need supply.
+    All that’s living, all that’s growing,
+      On the heights or in the woods,
+      In the vales or in the floods,
+    God is for my good bestowing.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    7. When I sleep, He still is near me,
+      O’er me rests His guardian eye;
+    And new gifts and blessings cheer me
+      When the morning streaks the sky.
+    Were it not for God’s protection,
+      Had His countenance not been
+      Here my guide, I had not seen
+    Any end of my affliction.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    8. Ah, how often doth the devil
+      Cause some great calamity!
+    But my life from all such evil
+      Till this moment has been free.
+    For the angel whom God sendeth,
+      Wardeth off each threatening hurt,
+      Every evil doth avert
+    That mine enemy intendeth.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    9. As a father never turneth
+      Wholly from a wayward child,
+    For the prodigal still yearneth,
+      Longing to be reconciled:
+    So my many sins and errors
+      Find a tender, pardoning God,
+      Chast’ning frailty with His rod,
+    Not, in vengeance, with His terrors.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    10. All His strokes and scourges truly
+      For the moment grievous prove
+    And yet, when I weigh them duly,
+      Are but tokens of His love,
+    Proofs that He is watching o’er me
+      And by crosses to His fold,
+      From the world that fain would hold
+    Soul and body, would restore me.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    11. On this thought I dwell with pleasure;
+      For it granteth joy and peace.
+    Christ’s cross hath its time and measure
+      And at last will wholly cease.
+    When the winter disappeareth,
+      Lovely summer comes again;
+      Joy is giv’n for woe and pain
+    Who his cross in patience beareth.
+      All things have their little day,
+      God’s great love abides for aye.
+
+    12. Since, then, neither change nor coldness
+      In my Father’s love can be,
+    Lo, I lift my hands with boldness,
+      As Thy child I come to Thee.
+    Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee,
+      That I may with all my might,
+      All my lifetime, day and night,
+    Love and trust Thee and obey Thee;
+      And when this brief life is o’er,
+      Praise and love Thee evermore.
+
+                                                      Paul Gerhardt, 1659.
+
+
+66
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Thee we adore, eternal Lord!
+    We praise Thy name with one accord;
+    Thy saints, who here Thy goodness see,
+    Through all the world do worship Thee.
+
+    2. To Thee aloud all angels cry,
+    The heavens and all the powers on high;
+    Thee, “Holy, Holy, Holy King,
+    Lord God of hosts!” they ever sing.
+
+    3. Th’ apostles join the glorious throng;
+    The prophets swell th’ immortal song;
+    Thy martyrs’ noble army raise
+    Eternal anthems to Thy praise.
+
+    4. From day to day, O Lord, do we
+    Highly exalt and honor Thee.
+    Thy name we worship and adore
+    World without end, forevermore!
+
+    5. Vouchsafe, O Lord, we humbly pray,
+    To keep us safe from sin this day;
+    Have mercy, Lord! We trust in Thee;
+    O let us ne’er confounded be!
+
+                                                    T. Cotterill, 1815, a.
+
+
+67
+
+                                                      9, 10, 9, 10, 10, 10
+
+    Jehovah, let me now adore Thee,
+      For where is there a God such, Lord, as Thou?
+    With songs I fain would come before Thee;
+      O let Thy Holy Spirit teach me now
+    To praise Thee in His name, through whom alone
+    Our songs can please Thee, through Thy blessed Son.
+
+    2. O Father, draw me to my Savior
+      That Thy dear Son may draw me unto Thee;
+    Thy Spirit guide my whole behavior
+      And rule both sense and reason thus in me,
+    That, Lord, Thy peace I taste may ne’er depart,
+    But wake sweet melodies within my heart.
+
+    3. Grant that Thy Spirit prompt my praises,
+      Then shall my singing surely please Thine ear;
+    Sweet are the sounds my heart then raises,
+      My prayer in truth and spirit Thou wilt hear.
+    Then shall Thy Spirit raise my heart to Thee
+    To sing Thee psalms of praise in high degree.
+
+    4. For He can plead for me with sighings
+      That are unspeakable to lips like mine;
+    He bids me pray with earnest cryings,
+      Bears witness with my soul that I am Thine,
+    Joint heir with Christ and thus may dare to say:
+    O Abba, Father, hear me when I pray!
+
+    5. When thus my heart in prayer ascendeth
+      Through Thine own Holy Spirit unto Thee,
+    Thy heart, O Father, kindly bendeth
+      Its fervent love and favor unto me,
+    Rejoicing my petition to fulfil
+    Which I have made according to Thy will.
+
+    6. And what Thy Spirit thus hath taught me
+      To seek from Thee must needs be such a prayer
+    As Thou wilt grant, through Him who bought me
+      And raised me up to be Thy child and heir.
+    In Jesus’ name I, fearless, seek Thy face
+    And take from Thee, my Father, grace for grace.
+
+    7. O joy! my hope and trust are founded
+      On His sure Word and witness in the heart;
+    I know Thy mercies are unbounded,
+      And all good gifts Thou freely wilt impart;
+    Nay, more is lavished by Thy bounteous hand
+    Than I can ask or seek or understand.
+
+    8. O bliss! in Jesus’ name I’ve tendered
+      My prayer; He pleads at Thy right hand for me.
+    Yea and amen in Him is rendered
+      What I in faith and spirit ask of Thee.
+    O joy for me! and praise be ever Thine
+    Whose wondrous love has made such blessings mine!
+
+                       Bartholomew Crasselius, 1697; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+68
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Songs of praise the angels sang,
+    Heaven with hallelujahs rang,
+    When Jehovah’s work begun,
+    When He spake, and it was done.
+
+    2. Songs of praise awoke the morn
+    When the Prince of Peace was born;
+    Songs of praise arose when He
+    Captive led captivity.
+
+    3. Heaven and earth must pass away;
+    Songs of praise shall crown that day:
+    God will make new heavens and earth;
+    Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
+
+    4. And shall man alone be dumb
+    Till that glorious kingdom come?
+    No; the Church delights to raise
+    Psalms and hymns and songs of praise.
+
+    5. Saints below, with heart and voice,
+    Still in songs of praise rejoice;
+    Learning here, by faith and love,
+    Songs of praise to sing above.
+
+    6. Borne upon their latest breath,
+    Songs of praise shall conquer death;
+    Then, amidst eternal joy,
+    Songs of praise their powers employ.
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1819.
+
+
+69
+
+                                                                 8, 5, 8 l
+
+    Lord, ’tis not that I did choose Thee,
+      That could never be,
+    For this heart would still refuse Thee;
+      Thou hast chosen me,
+    Hast from all the sin that stained me
+      Washed and set me free
+    And unto this end ordained me,
+      That I live to Thee.
+
+    2. ’Twas Thy love and mercy called me,
+      Taught my opening mind;
+    Else the world had yet enthralled me,
+      To Thy glories blind.
+    Now my heart owns none above Thee;
+      For Thy grace I thirst;
+    Knowing well that, if I love Thee,
+      Thou didst love me first.
+
+    3. Praise the God of all creation
+      For His boundless love;
+    Praise the Lamb, our Expiation,
+      Priest enthroned above;
+    Praise the Spirit of salvation,
+      Him by whom we live;
+    Undivided adoration
+      To the Godhead give!
+
+                                                    Josiah Condor, † 1855.
+
+
+70
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Give to our God immortal praise!
+    Mercy and truth are all His ways,
+    Wonders of grace to God belong;
+    Repeat His mercies in your song.
+
+    2. Give to the Lord of lords renown,
+    The King of kings with glory crown.
+    His mercies ever shall endure
+    When lords and kings are known no more.
+
+    3. He built the earth, He spread the sky,
+    And fixed the starry lights on high.
+    Wonders of grace to God belong;
+    Repeat His mercies in your song.
+
+    4. He fills the sun with morning light,
+    He bids the moon direct the night;
+    His mercies ever shall endure
+    When suns and moons shall shine no more.
+
+    5. He sent His Son with power to save
+    From guilt and darkness and the grave.
+    Wonders of grace to God belong;
+    Repeat His mercies in your song.
+
+    6. Through this vain world He guides our feet
+    And leads us to His heavenly seat.
+    His mercies ever shall endure
+    When this vain world shall be no more.
+
+                                               Ps. 136. Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+71
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    God of mercy, God of grace,
+    Show the brightness of Thy face!
+    Shine upon us, Savior, shine,
+    Fill Thy Church with light divine,
+    And Thy saving health extend
+    Unto earth’s remotest end.
+
+    2. Let the people praise Thee, Lord!
+    Be by all that live adored;
+    Let the nations shout and sing
+    Glory to their Lord and King,
+    At Thy feet their tribute pay,
+    And Thy holy will obey.
+
+    3. Let the people praise Thee, Lord!
+    Earth shall then her fruits afford,
+    God to man His blessing give,
+    Man to God devoted live;
+    All below and all above
+    One in joy and light and love.
+
+                                                         H. F. Lyte, 1834.
+
+
+72
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    When all Thy mercies, O my God,
+      My rising soul surveys,
+    Transported with the view, I’m lost
+      In wonder, love, and praise.
+
+    2. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
+      My daily thanks employ;
+    Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
+      That tastes those gifts with joy.
+
+    3. Through every period of my life
+      Thy goodness I’ll pursue;
+    And after death, in distant worlds,
+      The glorious theme renew.
+
+    4. When nature fails, and day and night
+      Divide Thy works no more,
+    My ever grateful heart, O Lord,
+      Thy mercies shall adore.
+
+    5. Through all eternity to Thee
+      A joyful song I’ll raise;
+    But oh! eternity’s too short
+      To utter all Thy praise.
+
+                                                    J. Addison, 1712, abr.
+
+
+73
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    I’ll praise my Maker whilst I’ve breath;
+    And when my voice is lost in death,
+      Praise shall employ my nobler powers.
+    My days of praise shall ne’er be past
+    While life and thought and being last
+      Or immortality endures.
+
+    2. Happy the man whose hopes rely
+    On Israel’s God, who made the sky
+      And earth and seas with all their train;
+    His truth forever stands secure;
+    He saves th’ oppressed, He feeds the poor,
+      And none shall find His promise vain.
+
+    3. The Lord gives eyesight to the blind;
+    The Lord supports the sinking mind;
+      He sends the laboring conscience peace;
+    He helps the stranger in distress,
+    The widow and the fatherless,
+      And grants the prisoner sweet release.
+
+    4. I’ll praise Him while He lends me breath;
+    And when my voice is lost in death,
+      Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
+    My days of praise shall ne’er be past,
+    While life and thought and being last
+      Or immortality endures.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, 1719, a.
+
+
+74
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    To God be glory, peace on earth,
+      To all mankind good will!
+    We bless, we praise, we worship Thee,
+      And glorify Thee still.
+
+    2. And thanks for Thy great glory give,
+      That fills our soul with light,
+    O Lord, our heavenly King, the God
+      And Father of all might!
+
+    3. And Thou, begotten Son of God,
+      Before all time begun;
+    O Jesus Christ, Thou Lamb of God,
+      The Father’s only Son:
+
+    4. Have mercy, Thou, that tak’st the sins
+      Of all the world away!
+    Have mercy, Savior of mankind,
+      And hear us when we pray!
+
+    5. O Thou, who sitt’st at God’s right hand,
+      Upon the Father’s throne,
+    Have mercy on us, Thou, O Christ,
+      Who art the Holy One!
+
+    6. Thou only, with the Holy Ghost,
+      Whom earth and heaven adore,
+    In glory of the Father art
+      Most high forevermore.
+
+                                    Supplement to Tate and Brady, 1700, a.
+
+
+75
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Through all the changing scenes of life,
+      In trouble and in joy,
+    The praises of my God shall still
+      My heart and tongue employ.
+
+    2. Of His deliverance I will boast
+      Till all that are distrest
+    From my example comfort take
+      And charm their griefs to rest.
+
+    3. O magnify the Lord with me,
+      With me exalt His name!
+    When in distress on Him I called,
+      He to my rescue came.
+
+    4. The hosts of God encamp around
+      The dwellings of the just;
+    Deliverance He affords to all
+      Who on His succor trust.
+
+    5. O make but trial of His love!
+      Experience will decide
+    How blest are they, and only they,
+      Who in His truth confide.
+
+    6. Fear Him, ye Christians, you will then
+      Have nothing else to fear;
+    Make you His service your delight,
+      Your wants shall be His care.
+
+                                          Ps. 34. Tate and Brady, 1698, a.
+
+
+76
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    O bless the Lord, my soul!
+      Let all within me join
+    And aid my tongue to bless His name,
+      Whose favors are divine.
+
+    2. O bless the Lord, my soul!
+      Nor let His mercies lie
+    Forgotten in unthankfulness
+      And without praises die.
+
+    3. ’Tis He forgives thy sins;
+      ’Tis He relieves thy pain;
+    ’Tis He that heals thy sicknesses
+      And gives thee strength again.
+
+    4. He crowns thy life with love
+      When ransomed from the grave;
+    He that redeemed my soul from death
+      Hath sovereign power to save.
+
+    5. He fills the poor with good;
+      He gives the sufferers rest:
+    The Lord hath judgments for the proud
+      And justice for th’ opprest.
+
+    6. His wondrous works and ways
+      He made by Moses known,
+    But sent the world His truth and grace
+      By His beloved Son.
+
+                                            Ps. 103. Isaac Watts, 1719, a.
+
+
+77
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    My soul, repeat His praise,
+      Whose mercies are so great;
+    Whose anger is so slow to rise,
+      So ready to abate.
+
+    2. God will not always chide;
+      And when His wrath is felt,
+    His strokes are fewer than our crimes
+      And lighter than our guilt.
+
+    3. High as the heavens are raised
+      Above the ground we tread,
+    So far the riches of His grace
+      Our highest thoughts exceed.
+
+    4. His grace subdues our sins;
+      And His forgiving love
+    Far as the east is from the west
+      Doth all our guilt remove.
+
+    5. The pity of the Lord
+      To those who fear His name
+    Is such as tender parents feel;
+      He knows our feeble frame.
+
+    6. Our days are as the grass
+      Or like the morning flower;
+    If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field,
+      It withers in an hour.
+
+    7. But Thy compassions, Lord,
+      To endless years endure;
+    And children’s children ever find
+      Thy words of promise sure.
+
+                                               Ps. 103. Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+78
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Before Jehovah’s awful throne,
+      Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
+    Know that the Lord is God alone,
+      He can create and He destroy.
+
+    2. His sov’reign power, without our aid,
+      Made us of clay and formed us men;
+    And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
+      He brought us to His fold again.
+
+    3. We are His people, we His care,
+      Our souls and all our mortal frame.
+    What lasting honors shall we rear,
+      Almighty Maker, to Thy name?
+
+    4. We’ll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
+      High as the heavens our voices raise;
+    And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
+      Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
+
+    5. Wide as the world is Thy command,
+      Vast as eternity Thy love;
+    Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand
+      When rolling years shall cease to move.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, 1719, a.
+
+
+79
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    From all that dwell below the skies
+    Let the Creator’s praise arise;
+    Let the Redeemer’s name be sung
+    Through every land, by every tongue.
+
+    2. Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord;
+    Eternal truth attends Thy Word;
+    Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore
+    Till suns shall rise and set no more.
+
+    3. Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring;
+    In songs of praise divinely sing;
+    The great salvation loud proclaim
+    And shout for joy the Savior’s name.
+
+    4. In every land begin the song;
+    To every land the strains belong;
+    In cheerful sounds all voices raise
+    And fill the world with loudest praise.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+80
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    The Lord hath helped me hitherto
+      By His surpassing favor;
+    His mercies ev’ry morn were new,
+      His kindness did not waver.
+    God hitherto hath been my Guide,
+    Hath pleasures hitherto supplied,
+      And hitherto hath helped me.
+
+    2. I praise and thank Thee, Lord, my God,
+      For Thine abundant blessing,
+    Which heretofore Thou hast bestowed
+      And I am still possessing.
+    Inscribe this on my memory:
+    The Lord hath done great things for me
+      And graciously hath helped me.
+
+    3. Help me in future, God of grace,
+      Help me on each occasion,
+    Help me in each and ev’ry place,
+      Help me through Jesus’ Passion;
+    Help me in life and death, O God,
+    Help me through Jesus’ dying blood,
+      Help me as Thou hast helped me!
+
+     Emilia Juliana, Countess of Schwarzburg, † 1706; A. Crull, tr., 1882.
+
+
+
+
+THE REDEEMER.
+
+
+81
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Lamb of God, we fall before Thee,
+      Humbly trusting in Thy cross;
+    That alone be all our glory,
+      All things else are only dross.
+
+    2. Thee we own a perfect Savior,
+      Only Source of all that’s good.
+    Every grace and every favor
+      Comes to us through Jesus’ blood.
+
+    3. Jesus gives us true repentance,
+      By His Spirit sent from heav’n;
+    Whispers this transporting sentence,
+      “Son, thy sins are all forgiv’n.”
+
+    4. Faith He grants us to believe it,
+      Grateful hearts His love to prize;
+    Want we wisdom? He must give it;
+      Hearing ears and seeing eyes.
+
+    5. Jesus gives us pure affections,
+      Wills to do what He requires,
+    Makes us follow His directions,
+      And what He commands, inspires.
+
+    6. All our prayers and all our praises,
+      Rightly offered in His name,—
+    He that dictates them is Jesus;
+      He that answers is the same.
+
+                                                        Joseph Hart, 1759.
+
+
+82
+
+                                                 6, 6, 5, 6, 6, 5, 7, 8, 6
+
+    Jesus, priceless Treasure,
+    Source of purest pleasure,
+      Truest Friend to me!
+    Long my heart hath panted,
+    Till it well-nigh fainted,
+      Thirsting after Thee.
+        Thine I am, O spotless Lamb!
+    I will suffer naught to hide Thee,
+    Ask for naught beside Thee.
+
+    2. In Thine arms I rest me,
+    Foes who would molest me
+      Cannot reach me here;
+    Though the earth be shaking,
+    Every heart be quaking,
+      Jesus calms my fear;
+        Sin and hell, In conflict fell,
+    With their heaviest storms assail me.
+    Jesus will not fail me.
+
+    3. Satan, I defy thee;
+    Death, I need not fly thee;
+      Fear, I bid thee cease!
+    Rage, O world; thy noises
+    Cannot drown our voices
+      Singing still of peace,
+        For God’s power Guards every hour;
+    Earth and all its depths adore Him,
+    Silent bow before Him.
+
+    4. Wealth, I will not heed thee,
+    Wherefore should I need thee?
+      Jesus is my Joy.
+    Honors, ye may glisten,
+    But I will not listen,
+      Ye the soul destroy.
+        Want or loss Or shame or cross
+    Ne’er to leave my Lord shall move me
+    Since He deigns to love me.
+
+    5. Farewell, thou who choosest
+    Earth and heaven refusest;
+      Thou wilt tempt in vain.
+    Farewell, sins, nor blind me,
+    Get ye far behind me,
+      Come not forth again.
+        Past your hour, O pomp and power;
+    Godless life, thy bonds I sever,
+    Farewell now forever!
+
+    6. Hence, all fears and sadness!
+    For the Lord of gladness,
+      Jesus, enters in.
+    Those who love the Father,
+    Though the storms may gather,
+      Still have peace within;
+        Yea, whate’er I here must bear,
+    Still in Thee lies purest pleasure,
+    Jesus, priceless Treasure!
+
+                                     J. Franck, c. 1653; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+83
+
+                                                8, 7, 8, 7, 12, 12, 11, 11
+
+    One thing’s needful! then, Lord Jesus,
+      Keep this one thing in my mind;
+    All beside, though first it please us,
+      Soon a grievous yoke we find;
+    Beneath it the heart is still fretting and striving,
+    No true, lasting happiness ever deriving.
+    The gain of this one thing all loss can requite
+    And teach me in all things to find true delight.
+
+    2. Soul, wilt thou this one thing find thee?
+      Seek not midst created things;
+    What is earthly leave behind thee,
+      Over nature stretch thy wings.
+    For where God and Man both in One are united,
+    With God’s perfect fulness the heart is delighted,
+    There, there, is the worthiest lot and the best,
+    My One and my All, and my Joy and my Rest.
+
+    3. How were Mary’s thoughts devoted
+      Her eternal joy to find,
+    As intent each word she noted,
+      At her Savior’s feet reclined!
+    How kindled her heart, how devout was its feeling,
+    While hearing the lessons that Christ was revealing!
+    For Jesus all earthly concerns she forgot,
+    And all was repaid in that one happy lot.
+
+    4. Thus my longings, heavenward tending,
+      Jesus, rest alone on Thee;
+    Help me, thus on Thee depending,
+      Savior, come and dwell in me!
+    Although all the world should forsake and forget Thee,
+    In love I will follow Thee, ne’er will I quit Thee.
+    Lord Jesus, both spirit and life is Thy Word;
+    And is there a joy which Thou dost not afford?
+
+    5. Wisdom’s highest, noblest treasure,
+      Jesus, lies concealed in Thee;
+    Grant that this may still the measure
+      Of my will and actions be.
+    Humility there, and simplicity, reigning.
+    My steps shall in wisdom forever be training.
+    Oh! if I of Christ have this knowledge divine,
+    The fulness of heavenly wisdom is mine.
+
+    6. Christ, Thou art the sole oblation
+      That I’ll bring before my God;
+    In His sight I’ve acceptation
+      Only through Thy streaming blood.
+    Immaculate righteousness I have acquired,
+    Since Thou on the tree of the cross hast expired;
+    The robe of salvation forever is mine,
+    In this shall my faith through eternity shine.
+
+    7. Let my soul, in full exemption,
+      Wake up in Thy likeness now;
+    Thou art made to me redemption,
+      My sanctification Thou.
+    Whatever I need for my journey to heaven,
+    In Thee, O my Savior, is unto me given;
+    O let me all perishing pleasure forego,
+    And Thy life, O Jesus, alone let me know.
+
+    8. Where should else my hopes be centered?
+      Grace o’erwhelms me with its flood;
+    Thou, my Savior, once hast entered
+      Holiest heaven through Thy blood.
+    Eternal redemption for sinners there finding,
+    From hell’s dark dominion my spirit unbinding,
+    To me perfect freedom Thy entrance has brought,
+    And childlike to cry, “Abba, Father,” I’m taught.
+
+    9. Christ Himself, my Shepherd, feeds me,
+      Peace and joy my spirit fill;
+    In a pasture green He leads me
+      Forth beside the waters still.
+    Oh, naught to my soul is so sweet and reviving
+    As thus unto Jesus alone to be living;
+    True happiness this, and this only, supplies,
+    Through faith on my Savior to fasten mine eyes.
+
+    10. Therefore, Jesus, my Salvation,
+      Thou my One, my All, shalt be.
+    Prove my fixed determination,
+      Root out all hypocrisy.
+    Look well if on sin’s slipp’ry paths I am hasting,
+    And lead me, O Lord, in the way everlasting!
+    This one thing is needful, all others are vain;
+    I count all but loss that I Christ may obtain.
+
+                                 J. H. Schroeder, 1697; F. E. Cox, tr., a.
+
+
+84
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    Jesus, Thy boundless love to me
+      No thought can reach, no tongue declare;
+    Unite my thankful heart to Thee
+      And reign without a rival there.
+    Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am;
+    Be Thou alone my constant flame.
+
+    2. O grant that nothing in my soul
+      May dwell but Thy pure love alone;
+    O may Thy love possess me whole,
+      My Joy, my Treasure, and my Crown.
+    Strange flames far from my heart remove;
+    My every act, word, thought, be love!
+
+    3. O Love, how cheering is Thy ray!
+      All pain before Thy presence flies;
+    Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,
+      Where’er Thy healing beams arise.
+    O Jesus, nothing may I see,
+    Nothing desire or seek but Thee.
+
+    4. Unwearied, may I this pursue,
+      Dauntless to the high prize aspire;
+    Hourly within my soul renew
+      This holy flame, this heavenly fire;
+    And day and night be all my care
+    To guard this sacred treasure there.
+
+    5. O draw me, Savior, after Thee!
+      So shall I run and never tire.
+    With gracious words still comfort me;
+      Be Thou my Hope, my sole Desire.
+    Free me from every weight. Nor fear
+    Nor sin can come if Thou art here.
+
+    6. From all eternity, with love
+      Unchangeable Thou hast me viewed;
+    Ere knew this beating heart to move,
+      Thy tender mercies me pursued.
+    Ever with me may they abide
+    And close me in on every side.
+
+    7. Still let Thy love point out my way;
+      How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought!
+    Still lead me lest I go astray;
+      Direct my work, inspire my thought;
+    And if I fall, soon may I hear
+    Thy voice and know that love is near.
+
+    8. In suffering be Thy love my peace,
+      In weakness be Thy love my power;
+    And when the storms of life shall cease,
+      Jesus, in that important hour,
+    In death as life be Thou my Guide
+    And save me, who for me hast died!
+
+                                     P. Gerhardt, 1666; J. Wesley, tr., a.
+
+
+85
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    The Lord my pasture shall prepare
+    And feed me with a shepherd’s care;
+    His presence shall my wants supply
+    And guard me with a watchful eye;
+    My noonday walks He shall attend
+    And all my midnight hours defend.
+
+    2. While on the sultry glebe I faint
+    Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
+    To fertile vales and dewy meads
+    My ever wandering steps He leads,
+    Where peaceful rivers soft and slow
+    Amid the verdant landscape flow.
+
+    3. Though in a bare and rugged way,
+    Through devious lonely wilds, I stray,
+    Thy bounty shall my pains beguile;
+    The barren wilderness shall smile,
+    With sudden greens and herbage crowned,
+    And streams shall murmur all around.
+
+    4. Though in the paths of death I tread,
+    With gloomy horrors overspread,
+    My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
+    For Thou, O Lord, art with me still;
+    Thy friendly crook shall give me aid
+    And guide me through the dreadful shade.
+
+                                                         J. Addison, 1712.
+
+
+86
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Jesus, Jesus, Jesus only
+      Can my heartfelt longing still;
+    Without Him my soul is lonely,
+      And I wish what Jesus will.
+    For my heart, which He hath filled,
+    Ever cries: Lord, as Thou wilt.
+
+    2. One it is for whom I’m living,
+      Whom I’m loving faithfully;
+    Jesus, unto whom I’m giving
+      What in love He gave to me.
+    Jesus’ blood hides all my guilt;
+    Lord, O lead me as Thou wilt.
+
+    3. What to me may seem a treasure,
+      But displeasing is to Thee,
+    O remove such harmful pleasure;
+      Give instead what profits me.
+    Let my heart by Thee be stilled,
+    Make me Thine, Lord, as Thou wilt.
+
+    4. Grant that always I endeavor
+      Thy good pleasure to fulfil;
+    In me, through me, with me ever,
+      Lord, accomplish Thou Thy will.
+    Let me die, Lord, on Thee built,
+    When and where and as Thou wilt.
+
+    5. Lord, my praise shall be unceasing,
+      For Thou gav’st Thyself to me
+    And, besides, so many a blessing,
+      That I sing most joyfully:
+    Be it unto me, my Shield,
+    As Thou wilt, Lord, as Thou wilt.
+
+        Ludaemilia Elizabeth, Countess of Schwarzburg, 1668; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+87
+
+                                               11, 4, 4, 11, 6, 6, 6, 7, 8
+
+    I leave Thee not; Thou art my Jesus ever,
+      Though earth rebel,
+      And death and hell
+    Would from its steadfast hold my faith dissever.
+      Ah, no! I ever will
+      Cling to my Helper still.
+      Hear what my love is taught:
+    Thou art my Jesus ever,
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+    2. I leave Thee not, O Love! of love the highest,
+      Though doubt display
+      Its battle-day;
+    I own the power which Thou, my Lord, appliest.
+      Thou didst bear guilt and woe;
+      Shall I to torment go
+      When into Judgment brought?
+    O Love! of love the highest,
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+    3. I leave Thee not, O Thou who sweetly cheerest,
+      Whose fresh supplies
+      Cause strength to rise
+    Just in the hour when faith’s decay is nearest.
+      If sickness chill the soul
+      And nights of languor roll,
+      My heart one hope hath caught.
+    O Thou who sweetly cheerest,
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+    4. I leave Thee not, Thou Help in tribulation!
+      Heap ill on ill,
+      I trust Thee still;
+    I hope when all seems near to desolation.
+      Do what Thou wilt with me,
+      Yet will I cling to Thee;
+      Thy grace I have besought.
+    Thou Help in tribulation,
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+    5. I leave Thee not; shall I forsake salvation?
+      No, Jesus, no!
+      Thou shalt not go;
+    Mine still Thou art, to free from condemnation.
+      Beyond this fleeting night
+      Thy presence brings me light,
+      Whose ray my soul hath sought;
+    Shall I forsake salvation?
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+    6. I leave Thee not; Thy Word my way shall brighten.
+      With Thee I go
+      Through weal and woe;
+    Thy precept wise shall every burden lighten.
+      My Lord, on Thee I hang
+      Nor heed the journey’s pang,
+      Though thorny be my lot;
+    Thy Word my way shall brighten.
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+    7. I leave Thee not, Thou Source of all my pleasure;
+      For should I stray
+      From Thee away,
+    My richest joy must cease to be a treasure.
+      All joys are dross to me,
+      Unless delight from Thee
+      Doth cheer my earthly lot.
+    Thou Source of all my pleasure,
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+    8. I leave Thee not! I fear no condemnation;
+      For how could share
+      Thy child and heir
+    The lot of those who spurn their soul’s salvation?
+      Thy blood, Lord, cleanseth me,
+      And therefore I am free
+      From hell, the sinners’ lot.
+    I fear no condemnation;
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+    9. I leave Thee not, my God, my Lord, my Heaven!
+      Nor death shall rend
+      From Thee, my Friend,
+    Who for my sake Thyself to death hast given.
+      Thou diedst for love to me,
+      My love goes back to Thee;
+      My heart has but one thought:
+    My God, my Lord, my Heaven,
+      I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!
+
+                          W. C. Dessler, 1692; J. W. Alexander, tr., 1851.
+
+
+88
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    My dear Jesus I’ll not leave,
+      Who for me Himself has given;
+    Therefore unto Him I’ll cleave,
+      Nor from Him be ever driven;
+    Life from Him doth light receive,—
+    My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.
+
+    2. Jesus I will never leave
+      While on earth I am abiding;
+    My full trust He shall receive;
+      What I have, without dividing,
+    All to Him I freely give,—
+    My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.
+
+    3. Though my eyesight pass away,
+      Hearing, taste, and feeling fail me;
+    Though the earth’s last light of day
+      Shall o’ertake and sore assail me;
+    When my dying sigh I heave,—
+    My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.
+
+    4. Nor will I my Jesus leave
+      When at length I shall come thither
+    Where His saints He will receive,
+      Where in bliss they live together;
+    Endless joy to me He’ll give,—
+    My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.
+
+    5. Not for earth’s vain joys I crave,
+      Not for heaven’s glorious pleasure;
+    Jesus, who my soul did save,
+      Shall be my Desire and Treasure;
+    He redemption did achieve,—
+    My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.
+
+    6. Jesus I shall never leave,
+      To His side still firmly clinging.
+    Christ leads all who Him receive
+      To life’s waters ever springing.
+    Blessed they who to Him cleave!—
+    My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.
+
+                                                    Chr. Keymann, c. 1656.
+
+
+89
+
+                                                       7, 4, 7, 4, 7, 4, 6
+
+    Jesus, Thou my heart’s Delight,
+      Sweetest Jesus!
+    Thrill’st my soul with rapture quite,
+      Sweetest Jesus!
+    All cares vanish at Thy sight,
+      Sweetest Jesus!
+      Jesus, sweetest Jesus!
+
+    2. Evermore I think of Thee,
+      My Redeemer!
+    And I long for none but Thee,
+      My Redeemer!
+    Yearns my soul with Thee to be,
+      My Redeemer!
+      Jesus, my Redeemer!
+
+    3. Feed Thou me and fill my soul,
+      Heavenly Manna!
+    Quench my thirst, my heart make whole,
+      Help, Hosanna!
+    Be the Rest unto my soul,
+      Rest of weary,
+      Jesus, Rest of weary!
+
+    4. Naught is lovelier than Thou,
+      Fairest Lover!
+    Naught is friendlier than Thou,
+      Gentle Lover!
+    And naught sweeter is than Thou,
+      Sweetest Lover,
+      Jesus, sweetest Lover!
+
+    5. I am weak; come, strengthen me,
+      Strength in weakness!
+    Faint am I, refresh Thou me,
+      Sweetest Jesus!
+    When I die, console Thou me,
+      Thou Consoler,
+      Jesus, my Consoler!
+
+                           J. Flittner, 1661; J. A. Rimbach, tr., 1903, a.
+
+
+90
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O Jesus, King most wonderful,
+      Thou Conqueror renowned,
+    Thou Sweetness most ineffable,
+      In whom all joys are found!
+
+    2. When once Thou visitest the heart,
+      Then truth begins to shine,
+    Then earthly vanities depart,
+      Then kindles love divine.
+
+    3. O Jesus, Light of all below,
+      Thou Fount of life and fire,
+    Surpassing all the joys we know,
+      All that we can desire,—
+
+    4. May every heart confess Thy name,
+      And ever Thee adore,
+    And, seeking Thee, itself inflame
+      To seek Thee more and more.
+
+    5. Thee may our tongues forever bless,
+      Thee may we love alone,
+    And ever in our lives express
+      The image of Thine own.
+
+                      Bernard of Clairvaux, † 1153; E. Caswall, tr., 1848.
+
+
+91
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Jesus, and shall it ever be,
+    A mortal man ashamed of Thee?
+    Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise,
+    Whose glories shine through endless days?
+
+    2. Ashamed of Jesus! Sooner far
+    Let evening blush to own a star;
+    He sheds the beams of light divine
+    O’er this benighted soul of mine.
+
+    3. Ashamed of Jesus! Just as soon
+    Let midnight be ashamed of noon.
+    ’Tis midnight with my soul till He,
+    Bright Morning-Star, bids darkness flee.
+
+    4. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend
+    On whom my hopes of heaven depend!
+    No; when I blush, be this my shame,
+    That I no more revere His name.
+
+    5. Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may,
+    When I’ve no guilt to wash away,
+    No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
+    No fears to quell, no soul to save.
+
+    6. Till then—nor is my boasting vain—
+    Till then I boast a Savior slain;
+    And oh, may this my glory be,
+    That Christ is not ashamed of me!
+
+                                         J. Grigg, 1765; B. Francis, 1787.
+
+
+92
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Awake, my soul, to joyful lays
+    And sing Thy great Redeemer’s praise;
+    He justly claims a song from me,—
+    His loving-kindness, O how free!
+
+    2. He saw me ruined in the Fall,
+    Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
+    He saved me from my lost estate,—
+    His loving-kindness, O how great!
+
+    3. When I was Satan’s easy prey
+    And deep in debt and bondage lay,
+    He paid His life for my discharge,—
+    His loving-kindness, O how large!
+
+    4. Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,
+    Though earth and hell my way oppose,
+    He safely leads my soul along,—
+    His loving-kindness, O how strong!
+
+    5. When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
+    Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
+    He near my soul has always stood,—
+    His loving-kindness, O how good!
+
+    6. When earthly friends forsake me quite
+    And I have neither skill nor might,
+    He’s sure my Helper to appear,—
+    His loving-kindness, O how near!
+
+    7. Often I feel my sinful heart
+    Prone from my Jesus to depart;
+    But though I have Him oft forgot,
+    His loving-kindness changes not.
+
+    8. When I shall pass death’s gloomy vale
+    And all my mortal power must fail,
+    O may my last, expiring breath
+    His loving-kindness sing in death!
+
+    9. Then shall I mount and soar away
+    To the bright world of endless day
+    And sing with rapture and surprise
+    His loving-kindness in the skies.
+
+                                                          S. Medley, 1782.
+
+
+93
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    All hail the power of Jesus’ name!
+      Let angels prostrate fall;
+    Bring forth the royal diadem
+      And crown Him Lord of all!
+
+    2. Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God,
+      Who from His altar call;
+    Extol the Stem of Jesse’s rod
+      And crown Him Lord of all!
+
+    3. Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race,
+      Ye ransomed from the Fall,
+    Hail Him, who saves you by His grace,
+      And crown Him Lord of all!
+
+    4. Hail Him, ye heirs of David’s line,
+      Whom David Lord did call,
+    The God incarnate, Man divine,
+      And crown Him Lord of all!
+
+    5. Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
+      The wormwood and the gall,
+    Go, spread your trophies at His feet,
+      And crown Him Lord of all!
+
+    6. Let every kindred, every tribe,
+      On this terrestrial ball
+    To Him all majesty ascribe
+      And crown Him Lord of all!
+
+    7. O that with yonder sacred throng
+      We at His feet may fall,
+    Join in the everlasting song,
+      And crown Him Lord of all!
+
+                                                        E. Perronet, 1780.
+
+
+94
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Thou art the _Way_; to Thee alone
+      From sin and death we flee;
+    And he who would the Father seek,
+      Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee.
+
+    2. Thou art the _Truth_; Thy Word alone
+      True wisdom can impart;
+    Thou only canst inform the mind
+      And purify the heart.
+
+    3. Thou art the _Life_; the rending tomb
+      Proclaims Thy conquering arm;
+    And those who put their trust in Thee
+      Nor death nor hell shall harm.
+
+    4. Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;
+      Grant us that Way to know,
+    That Truth to keep, that Life to win,
+      Whose joys eternal flow.
+
+                                                        G. W. Doane, 1824.
+
+
+95
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    In the Cross of Christ I glory,
+      Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
+    All the light of sacred story
+      Gathers round its head sublime.
+
+    2. When the woes of life o’ertake me,
+      Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
+    Never shall the Cross forsake me;
+      Lo! it glows with peace and joy.
+
+    3. When the sun of bliss is beaming
+      Light and love upon my way,
+    From the Cross the radiance streaming
+      Adds new luster to the day.
+
+    4. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
+      By the Cross are sanctified;
+    Peace is there that knows no measure,
+      Joys that through all time abide.
+
+                                                       John Bowring, 1825.
+
+
+96
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
+      In a believer’s ear!
+    It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
+      And drives away his fear.
+
+    2. It makes the wounded spirit whole
+      And calms the troubled breast;
+    ’Tis manna to the hungry soul
+      And to the weary, rest.
+
+    3. Dear name! the Rock on which I build
+      My Shield and Hiding-place;
+    My never-failing Treasury, filled
+      With boundless stores of grace.
+
+    4. By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,
+      Although with sin defiled:
+    Satan accuses me in vain,
+      And I am owned a child.
+
+    5. Jesus! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,
+      My Prophet, Priest, and King,
+    My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
+      Accept the praise I bring.
+
+    6. Weak is the effort of my heart
+      And cold my warmest thought;
+    But when I see Thee as Thou art,
+      I’ll praise Thee as I ought.
+
+    7. Till then I would Thy love proclaim
+      With every fleeting breath;
+    And may the music of Thy name
+      Refresh my soul in death.
+
+                                                        John Newton, 1779.
+
+
+97
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Jesus, Thou art mine forever,
+      Dearer far than earth to me;
+    Neither life nor death shall sever
+      Those sweet ties which bind to Thee.
+
+    2. All were drear to me and lonely,
+      If Thy presence gladdened not;
+    While I sing to Thee, Thee only,
+      Mine’s an ever blissful lot.
+
+    3. Thou alone art all my Treasure,
+      Who hast died that I may live;
+    Thou conferrest noblest pleasure,
+      Who dost all my sins forgive.
+
+    4. Brightest gems and fairest flowers
+      Lose their beauty in Thy frown;
+    Joy and peace, like balmy showers,
+      In Thy smile come gently down.
+
+    5. Jesus, Thou art mine forever,
+      Suffer not myself to stray;
+    Let me in my weakness never
+      Cast my priceless pearl away.
+
+    6. Lamb of God, I do implore Thee,
+      Guard, support me, lest I fall;
+    Let me evermore adore Thee,
+      Be my everlasting All!
+
+                                                             M. Loy, 1863.
+
+
+98
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Jesus, the very thought of Thee
+      With sweetness fills the breast;
+    But sweeter far Thy face to see
+      And in Thy presence rest.
+
+    2. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
+      Nor can the memory find
+    A sweeter sound than Thy blest name,
+      O Savior of mankind!
+
+    3. O Hope of every contrite heart,
+      O Joy of all the meek!
+    To those who fall, how kind Thou art,
+      How good to those who seek!
+
+    4. But what to those who find?—Ah! this
+      Nor tongue nor pen can show;
+    The love of Jesus, what it is,
+      None but His loved ones know.
+
+    5. Jesus, our only Joy be Thou!
+      As Thou our Prize wilt be;
+    Jesus, be Thou our Glory now
+      And through eternity!
+
+                   Bernard of Clairvaux, † 1153; E. Caswall, tr., 1849, a.
+
+
+99
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Chief of sinners though I be,
+    Jesus shed His blood for me;
+    Died that I might live on high,
+    Lived that I might never die;
+    As the branch is to the vine,
+    I am His, and He is mine.
+
+    2. O the height of Jesus’ love!
+    Higher than the heavens above,
+    Deeper than the depths of sea,
+    Lasting as eternity;
+    Love that found me,—wondrous thought!—
+    Found me when I sought Him not.
+
+    3. Jesus only can impart
+    Balm to heal the smitten heart;
+    Peace that flows from sin forgiv’n,
+    Joy that lifts the soul to heav’n;
+    Faith and hope to walk with God,
+    In the way that Enoch trod.
+
+    4. Chief of sinners though I be,
+    Christ is all in all to me;
+    All my wants to Him are known,
+    All my sorrows are His own;
+    Safe with Him from earthly strife,
+    He sustains the hidden life.
+
+    5. O my Savior, help afford
+    By Thy Spirit and Thy Word!
+    When my wayward heart would stray,
+    Keep me in the narrow way;
+    Grace in time of need supply
+    While I live and when I die.
+
+                                                         Wm. McComb, 1848.
+
+
+100
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
+      Christ, the true, the only Light,
+    Sun of Righteousness, arise,
+      Triumph o’er the shades of night.
+    Day-spring from on high, be near;
+    Day-star, in my heart appear.
+
+    2. Dark and cheerless is the morn
+      Unaccompanied by Thee;
+    Joyless is the day’s return
+      Till Thy mercy’s beams I see;
+    Till they inward light impart,
+    Cheer my eyes, and warm my heart.
+
+    3. Visit, then, this soul of mine,
+      Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
+    Fill me, Radiancy Divine,
+      Scatter all my unbelief;
+    More and more Thyself display,
+    Shining to the perfect day.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1740.
+
+
+101
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    To our Redeemer’s glorious name
+      Awake the sacred song!
+    O may His love, immortal flame,
+      Tune every heart and tongue!
+
+    2. His love, what mortal thought can reach!
+      What mortal tongue display!
+    Imagination’s utmost stretch
+      In wonder dies away.
+
+    3. He left His radiant throne on high,
+      Left the bright realms of bliss,
+    And came to earth to bleed and die,—
+      Was ever love like this?
+
+    4. Dear Lord, while we adoring pay
+      Our humble thanks to Thee,
+    May every heart with rapture say,
+      “The Savior died for me!”
+
+    5. O may the sweet, the blissful theme
+      Fill every heart and tongue
+    Till strangers love the charming name
+      And join the sacred song!
+
+                                                        Anne Steele, 1760.
+
+
+102
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Come, let us join our cheerful songs
+      With angels round the throne.
+    Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
+      But all their joys are one.
+
+    2. “Worthy the Lamb that died,” they cry,
+      “To be exalted thus.”
+    “Worthy the Lamb,” our lips reply,
+      For He was slain for us.
+
+    3. Jesus is worthy to receive
+      Honor and power divine;
+    And blessings more than we can give,
+      Be, Lord, forever Thine.
+
+    4. Let all that dwell above the sky,
+      And air, and earth, and seas
+    Conspire to lift Thy glories high
+      And speak Thine endless praise!
+
+    5. The whole creation join in one
+      To bless the sacred name
+    Of Him that sits upon the throne,
+      And to adore the Lamb.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1707.
+
+
+103
+
+                                              8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 4, 8, 4, 8
+
+    O Morning Star, how fair and bright
+    Thou beamest forth in truth and light!
+      O Sovereign meek and lowly!
+    Sweet Root of Jesse, David’s Son,
+    My King and Bridegroom, Thou hast won
+      My heart to love Thee solely!
+    Lovely art Thou,
+    Fair and glorious, All victorious,
+    Rich in blessing,
+    Rule and might o’er all possessing.
+
+    2. O King high-born, Pearl dearly won,
+    True Son of God and Mary’s Son,
+      Crown of exceeding glory!
+    My heart calls Thee a Lily, Lord,
+    Pure milk and honey is Thy Word,
+      Thy sweetest Gospel-story.
+    Rose of Sharon,
+    Hail! hosanna! Heavenly Manna,
+    Feed us ever;
+    Lord, I can forget Thee never!
+
+    3. Clear Jasper, Ruby fervent red,
+    Deep, deep into my heart now shed
+      Thy love’s pure fire forever;
+    Fill me with joy, grant me to be
+    Thy member, closely joined to Thee,
+      Whom naught from Thee may sever;
+    Toward Thee longing
+    Doth possess me: Come and bless me,
+    For Thy gladness
+    Eye and heart here pine in sadness.
+
+    4. But if Thou look on me in love,
+    There straightway falls from God above
+      A ray of purest pleasure;
+    Thy Word and Spirit, flesh and blood,
+    Refresh my soul with heavenly food,
+      Thou art my hidden Treasure.
+    Let Thy grace, Lord,
+    Warm and cheer me, O draw near me;
+    Thou hast taught us
+    Thee to seek since Thou hast sought us.
+
+    5. Lord God, my Father, mighty Shield,
+    Thou in Thy Son art all revealed
+      As Thou hast loved and known me;
+    Thy Son hath me with Him betrothed,
+    In His own whitest raiment clothed,
+      He for His bride will own me.
+    Hallelujah!
+    Life in heaven Hath He given,
+    With Him dwelling,
+    Still shall I His praise be telling.
+
+    6. Then touch the chords of harp and lute,
+    Let no sweet music now be mute,
+      But, joyously resounding,
+    Tell of the marriage-feast, the bride,
+    The heavenly Bridegroom at her side,
+      Mid love and joy abounding.
+    Shout for triumph,
+    Loudly sing ye, Praises bring ye,
+    Fall before Him,
+    King of kings, let all adore Him!
+
+    7. Here rests my heart and holds it fast;
+    The Lord I love is First and Last,
+      The End and the Beginning.
+    I welcome death, for I shall rise
+    Through Him to His own Paradise,
+      Above all tears and sinning.
+    Amen! Amen!
+    Come, Lord Jesus. Soon release us!
+    With deep yearning,
+    Lord, we look for Thy returning!
+
+                                   P. Nicolai, 1597; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+104
+
+                                                                 S. M. 8 l
+
+    Crown Him with many crowns,
+      The Lamb upon His throne;
+    Hark! how the heav’nly anthem drowns
+      All music but its own;
+    Awake, my soul, and sing
+      Of Him who died for thee,
+    And hail Him as thy matchless King
+      Through all eternity.
+
+    2. Crown Him the Virgin’s Son,
+      The God incarnate born,
+    Whose arm those crimson trophies won
+      Which now His brow adorn;
+    Fruit of the mystic rose,
+      As of that rose the stem;
+    The root whence mercy ever flows,
+      The Babe of Bethlehem.
+
+    3. Crown Him the Lord of love
+      Behold His hands and side,
+    Rich wounds, yet visible above,
+      In beauty glorified.
+    No angel in the sky
+      Can fully bear that sight,
+    But downward bends his wond’ring eye
+      At mysteries so bright.
+
+    4. Crown Him the Lord of peace,
+      Whose power a scepter sways
+    From pole to pole, that wars may cease
+      And all be prayer and praise.
+    His reign shall know no end,
+      And round His piercèd feet
+    Fair flowers of paradise extend
+      Their fragrance ever sweet.
+
+    5. Crown Him the Lord of years,
+      The Potentate of time,
+    Creator of the rolling spheres,
+      Ineffably sublime.
+    All hail, Redeemer, hail!
+      For Thou hast died for me;
+    Thy praise shall never, never fail
+      Throughout eternity.
+
+                                                         M. Bridges, 1851.
+
+
+105
+
+                                                                 S. M. 8 l
+
+    I was a wandering sheep,
+      I did not love the fold;
+    I did not love my Shepherd’s voice,
+      I would not be controlled;
+    I was a wayward child,
+      I did not love my home;
+    I did not love my Father’s voice,
+      I loved afar to roam.
+
+    2. The Shepherd sought His sheep,
+      The Father sought His child;
+    They followed me o’er vale and hill,
+      O’er deserts waste and wild;
+    They found me nigh to death,
+      Famished and faint and lone;
+    They bound me with the bands of love,
+      They saved the wandering one.
+
+    3. Jesus my Shepherd is,
+      ’Twas He that loved my soul,
+    ’Twas He that washed me in His blood,
+      ’Twas He that made me whole;
+    ’Twas He that sought the lost,
+      That found the wandering sheep;
+    ’Twas He that brought me to the fold,
+      ’Tis He that still doth keep.
+
+    4. I was a wandering sheep,
+      I would not be controlled.
+    But now I love my Shepherd’s voice,
+      I love, I love, the fold.
+    I was a wayward child,
+      I once preferred to roam,
+    But now I love my Father’s voice,
+      I love, I love, His home.
+
+                                                           H. Bonar, 1844.
+
+
+106
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Jesus, Savior, come to me!
+    Let me ever be with Thee;
+    Come and nevermore depart,
+    Thou who reignest in my heart.
+
+    2. Lord, for Thee I ever sigh,
+    Nothing else can satisfy;
+    ’Tis my constant cry to Thee:
+    Jesus, Jesus, come to me!
+
+    3. Earthly joys can give no peace,
+    Cannot bid my longing cease;
+    But to have my Jesus near,
+    This is perfect pleasure here.
+
+    4. All that makes the angels glad,
+    In their garb of glory clad,
+    Only fills me with distress
+    If Thy presence do not bless.
+
+    5. Take Thou all away from me,
+    I shall still thus minded be;
+    Thou who madest me Thine own
+    Shalt be e’er my Joy alone.
+
+    6. Lord, to none on earth beside
+    Thee my heart I open wide;
+    Enter Thou, possess it all,
+    Thee alone mine own I call.
+
+    7. Thou alone, my God and Lord,
+    Art my Glory and Reward;
+    Thou hast bled for me and died,
+    I will be no other’s bride.
+
+    8. Come, then, Lamb for sinners slain,
+    Come and ease me of my pain;
+    Evermore I cry to Thee:
+    Jesus, Jesus, come to me!
+
+    9. Patiently I wait Thy Day;
+    For this gift yet, Lord, I pray,
+    That, when death shall come to me,
+    My sweet Jesus Thou wilt be.
+
+                                                    J. Scheffler, c. 1657.
+
+
+107
+
+                                                                    7s 8 l
+
+    Jesus, Lover of my soul,
+      Let me to Thy bosom fly,
+    While the waters nearer roll,
+      While the tempest still is high.
+    Hide me, O my Savior, hide,
+      Till the storm of life is past;
+    Safe into the haven guide;
+      O receive my soul at last!
+
+    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 defenseless head
+      With the shadow of Thy wing.
+
+    3. Wilt Thou not regard my call?
+      Wilt Thou not accept my prayer?
+    Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall;
+      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,
+      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.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1740.
+
+
+108
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O for a thousand tongues to sing
+      My great Redeemer’s praise,
+    The glories of my God and King,
+      The triumphs of His grace!
+
+    2. My gracious Master and my God,
+      Assist me to proclaim,
+    To spread through all the earth abroad
+      The honors of Thy name.
+
+    3. Jesus! the name that charms our fears,
+      That bids our sorrows cease;
+    ’Tis music in the sinner’s ears,
+      ’Tis life and health and peace.
+
+    4. He breaks the power of canceled sin,
+      He sets the prisoner free;
+    His blood can make the foulest clean;
+      His blood avails for me.
+
+    5. Look unto Him, ye nations; own
+      Your God, ye fallen race;
+    Look and be saved through faith alone,
+      Be justified by grace.
+
+    6. See all your sins on Jesus laid;
+      The Lamb of God was slain;
+    His soul was once an offering made
+      For every soul of man.
+
+    7. Glory to God and praise and love
+      Be ever, ever giv’n
+    By saints below and saints above,
+      The Church in earth and heav’n.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1739.
+
+
+109
+
+                                                                   8s 10 l
+
+    O friend of souls, how blest am I
+      Whene’er Thy love my spirit calms!
+    From sorrow’s dungeon forth I fly
+      And hide me in Thy shelt’ring arms.
+    The night of weeping flies away
+    Before the heart-reviving ray
+      Of love that beams from out Thy breast;
+    Here is my heaven on earth begun.
+    Who is not joyful that has won
+      In Thee, O Lord, his joy and rest?
+
+    2. The world may call herself my foe,
+      So be it; for I trust her not,
+    E’en though a friendly face she show
+      And heap with her good things my lot.
+    In Thee alone will I rejoice,
+    Thou art the Friend, Lord, of my choice,
+      For Thou art true when friendships fail;
+    Mid storms of woe Thy truth is still
+    My anchor; hate me as she will,
+      The world shall o’er me ne’er prevail.
+
+    3. The Law may threaten endless death
+      From awful Sinai’s burning hill,
+    Straightway from its consuming breath
+      My soul through faith mounts higher still;
+    She throws herself at Jesus’ feet
+    And finds with Him a safe retreat,
+      Where curse and death can never come.
+    Though all foes threaten condemnation,
+    Yet, Jesus, Thou art my Salvation,
+      For in Thy love I find my home.
+
+    4. Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest;
+      I follow, leaning on Thy hand;
+    From out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest
+      And giv’st him water from the sand.
+    I know Thy wondrous ways will end
+    In love and blessing, Thou true Friend;
+      Enough, if Thou art ever near.
+    I know whom Thou wilt glorify
+    And raise o’er sun and stars on high,
+      Thou lead’st through depths and darkness here.
+
+    5. To others death seems dark and grim,
+      But not, Thou Life of life, to me.
+    I know Thou ne’er forsakest him
+      Whose heart and spirit rest in Thee.
+    Oh, who would fear his journey’s close
+    If from dark woods and lurking foes
+      He then find safety and release?
+    Nay, rather, with a joyful heart
+    From this dark region I depart
+      To Thy eternal light and peace.
+
+    6. O Friend of souls, then blest indeed
+      Am I when on Thy love I lean!
+    The world nor pain nor death I heed,
+      Since Thou, my God, my Joy hast been.
+    O let this peace that Thou hast giv’n
+    Be but a foretaste of Thy heav’n,
+      For goodness infinite is Thine.
+    Hence, world, with all thy flattering toys!
+    In God alone lie all my joys;
+      O rich delight, my Friend is mine!
+
+                                W. C. Dessler, 1692; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+GOD’S WORD.
+
+
+110
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide,
+    For round us falls the eventide;
+    Let not Thy Word, that heavenly light,
+    For us be ever veiled in night.
+
+    2. In these last days of sore distress
+    Grant us, dear Lord, true steadfastness,
+    That pure we keep, till life is spent,
+    Thy holy Word and Sacrament.
+
+    3. Lord Jesus, help, Thy Church uphold,
+    For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold;
+    Indue Thy Word with power and grace
+    And spread its truth in every place.
+
+    4. O keep us in Thy Word, we pray;
+    The guile and rage of Satan stay;
+    Unto Thy Church grant, Lord, Thy grace,
+    Peace, concord, patience, fearlessness.
+
+    5. O God! how sin’s dread works abound!
+    Throughout the earth no rest is found,
+    And wide has falsehood’s spirit spread,
+    And error boldly rears its head.
+
+    6. Those haughty spirits, Lord, restrain
+    Who o’er Thy Church with might would reign
+    And always offer something new,
+    Devised to change Thy doctrine true.
+
+    7. And since the cause and glory, Lord,
+    Are Thine, not ours, do Thou afford
+    Us help and strength and constancy;
+    With all our heart we trust in Thee.
+
+    8. A trusty weapon is Thy Word,
+    Thy Church’s buckler, shield, and sword;
+    Lord, let us in this Word abide,
+    That we may seek no other guide.
+
+    9. O grant that in Thy holy Word
+    We here may live and die, dear Lord;
+    And when our journey endeth here,
+    Receive us into glory there.
+
+                                           N. Selnecker, 1611 (3-9 anon.).
+
+
+111
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    How precious is the Book Divine,
+      By inspiration given!
+    Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine
+      To guide our souls to heaven.
+
+    2. Its light, descending from above,
+      Illumes this world so drear,
+    Displays a Savior’s boundless love,
+      And brings His glories near.
+
+    3. It shows to man his wandering ways
+      And where his feet have trod,
+    And brings to view the matchless grace
+      Of a forgiving God.
+
+    4. O’er all the straight and narrow way
+      Its radiant beams are cast;
+    A light whose never weary ray
+      Grows brightest at the last.
+
+    5. It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts
+      In this dark vale of tears;
+    Life, light, and joy it still imparts
+      And quells our rising fears.
+
+    6. This lamp, through all the tedious night
+      Of life shall guide our way
+    Till we behold the clearer light
+      Of an eternal day.
+
+                                                    J. Fawcett, 1782, abr.
+
+
+112
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    How shall the young secure their hearts
+      And guard their lives from sin?
+    Thy Word the choicest rules imparts
+      To keep the conscience clean.
+
+    2. ’Tis like the sun, a heavenly light,
+      That guides us all the day,
+    And through the dangers of the night
+      A lamp to lead our way.
+
+    3. The starry heavens Thy rule obey,
+      The earth maintains her place;
+    And these Thy servants, night and day,
+      Thy skill and power express.
+
+    4. But still Thy Law and Gospel, Lord,
+      Have lessons more divine;
+    Not earth stands firmer than Thy Word,
+      Nor stars so nobly shine.
+
+    5. Thy Word is everlasting truth;
+      How pure is every page!
+    That holy Book shall guide our youth
+      And well support our age.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+113
+
+                                                                7s, 6s 8 l
+
+    O Word of God Incarnate,
+      O Wisdom from on high,
+    O Truth unchanged, unchanging,
+      O Light of our dark sky,—
+    We praise Thee for the radiance
+      That from the hallowed page,
+    A lantern to our footsteps,
+      Shines on from age to age.
+
+    2. The Church from her dear Master
+      Received the gift divine,
+    And still that light she lifteth
+      O’er all the earth to shine.
+    It is the golden casket,
+      Where gems of truth are stored;
+    It is the heaven-drawn picture
+      Of Christ, the living Word.
+
+    3. It floateth like a banner
+      Before God’s host unfurled;
+    It shineth like a beacon
+      Above the darkling world;
+    It is the chart and compass
+      That o’er life’s surging sea,
+    Mid mists and rocks and quicksands,
+      Still guides, O Christ, to Thee.
+
+    4. Oh, make Thy Church, dear Savior,
+      A lamp of burnished gold,
+    To bear before the nations
+      Thy true light as of old;
+    Oh, teach Thy wandering pilgrims
+      By this their path to trace,
+    Till, clouds and darkness ended,
+      They see Thee face to face.
+
+                                                       W. W. How, 1867, a.
+
+
+114
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord,
+      In every star Thy wisdom shines;
+    But when our eyes behold Thy Word,
+      We read Thy name in fairer lines.
+
+    2. The rolling sun, the changing light,
+      And nights and days, Thy power confess;
+    But the blest Volume Thou didst write
+      Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace.
+
+    3. Thy Gospel-heralds dare not rest
+      Till through the world Thy truth has run;
+    Till Christ has all the nations blest
+      That see the light or feel the sun.
+
+    4. Great Sun of Righteousness, arise;
+      Bless the dark world with heavenly light;
+    The Gospel makes the simple wise,
+      Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right.
+
+    5. Thy noblest wonders here we view
+      In souls renewed and sins forgiv’n.
+    Lord, cleanse our sins, our souls renew,
+      And make Thy Word our guide to heav’n.
+
+                                                   Isaac Watts, 1719, abr.
+
+
+115
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    The Law of God is good and wise
+    And sets His will before our eyes,
+    Shows us the way of righteousness,
+    And dooms to death when we transgress.
+
+    2. Its light of holiness imparts
+    The knowledge of our sinful hearts,
+    That we may see our lost estate
+    And seek deliv’rance ere too late.
+
+    3. To those who help in Christ have found
+    And would in works of love abound
+    It shows what deeds are His delight
+    And should be done as good and right.
+
+    4. When men the offered help disdain
+    And wilfully in sin remain,
+    Its terror in their ear resounds
+    And keeps their wickedness in bounds.
+
+    5. The Law is good; but since the Fall
+    Its holiness condemns us all;
+    It dooms us for our sin to die
+    And has no power to justify.
+
+    6. To Jesus we for refuge flee,
+    Who from the curse has set us free,
+    And humbly worship at His throne,
+    Saved by His grace through faith alone.
+
+                                                             M. Loy, 1863.
+
+
+116
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    The Gospel shows the Father’s grace,
+    Who sent His Son to save our race,
+    Proclaims how Jesus lived and died
+    That man might thus be justified.
+
+    2. It sets the Lamb before our eyes
+    Who made th’ atoning sacrifice
+    And calls the souls with guilt opprest
+    To come and find eternal rest.
+
+    3. It brings the Savior’s righteousness
+    Our souls to robe in royal dress;
+    From all our guilt it brings release
+    And gives the troubled conscience peace.
+
+    4. It is the power of God to save
+    From sin and Satan and the grave;
+    It works the faith which firmly clings
+    To all the treasures which it brings.
+
+    5. It bears to all the tidings glad
+    And bids their hearts no more be sad;
+    The heavy-laden soul it cheers
+    And banishes their guilty fears.
+
+    6. May we in faith its tidings learn,
+    Nor thanklessly its blessings spurn;
+    May we in faith its truth confess
+    And praise the Lord, our Righteousness!
+
+                                                             M. Loy, 1863.
+
+
+117
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Father of mercies, in Thy Word
+      What endless glory shines!
+    Forever be Thy name adored
+      For these celestial lines.
+
+    2. Here the Redeemer’s welcome voice
+      Spreads heavenly peace around;
+    And life and everlasting joys
+      Attend the blissful sound.
+
+    3. Oh, may these heavenly pages be
+      My ever dear delight;
+    And still new beauties may I see
+      And still increasing light!
+
+    4. Divine Instructor, gracious Lord!
+      Be Thou forever near;
+    Teach me to love Thy sacred Word
+      And view my Savior there.
+
+                                                        Anne Steele, 1760.
+
+
+118
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    When Israel through the desert passed,
+      A fiery pillar went before
+    To guide them through the dreary waste
+      And lessen the fatigues they bore.
+
+    2. Such is Thy glorious Word, O God!
+      ’Tis for our light and guidance giv’n;
+    It sheds its luster all abroad
+      And points the path to bliss and heav’n.
+
+    3. It fills the soul with sweet delight
+      And quickens its inactive powers;
+    It sets our wand’ring footsteps right,
+      Displays Thy love, and kindles ours.
+
+    4. Its promises rejoice our hearts,
+      Its doctrines are divinely true;
+    While highest wisdom it imparts,
+      It comforts and instructs us too.
+
+    5. Ye favored lands, that have this Word,
+      Ye saints, who feel its saving power,
+    Unite your tongues to praise the Lord
+      And His distinguished grace adore!
+
+                                                         B. Beddome, 1769.
+
+
+119
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace
+      Our path when wont to stray,
+    Stream from the fount of heav’nly grace,
+      Brook by the traveler’s way;
+
+    2. Bread of our souls, whereon we feed,
+      True manna from on high;
+    Our guide and chart, wherein we read
+      Of realms beyond the sky;
+
+    3. Pillar of fire, through watches dark,
+      Or radiant cloud by day;
+    When waves would break our tossing bark,
+      Our anchor and our stay:—
+
+    4. Word of the ever-living God,
+      Will of His glorious Son;
+    Without thee, how could earth be trod
+      Or heaven itself be won?
+
+    5. Lord, grant us all aright to learn
+      The wisdom it imparts
+    And to its heavenly teaching turn
+      With simple, childlike hearts.
+
+                                                       B. Barton, 1826, a.
+
+
+120
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    We have a sure prophetic Word,
+    By inspiration of the Lord;
+    And though assailed on every hand,
+    Jehovah’s Word shall ever stand.
+
+    2. By powers of empire banned and burned,
+    By pagan pride rejected, spurned,
+    The Word still stands the Christian’s trust
+    While haughty empires lie in dust.
+
+    3. Lo! what the Word in times of old
+    Of future days and deeds foretold
+    Is all fulfilled, while ages roll,
+    As traced on the prophetic scroll.
+
+    4. Abiding, steadfast, firm, and sure,
+    The teachings of the Word endure:
+    Blest he who trusts this steadfast Word,
+    His anchor holds in Christ, the Lord!
+
+                                                      E. Cronenwett, 1880.
+
+
+121
+
+                                                          8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Christians, come, in sweetest measures,
+    Sing of those who spread the treasures
+      In the holy Gospel shrined;
+    Blessed tidings of salvation,
+    Peace on earth their proclamation,
+      Love from God to lost mankind.
+
+    2. See the rivers four that gladden
+    With their streams the better Eden,
+      Planted by our Savior dear:
+    Christ the Fountain, these the waters.
+    Drink, O Zion’s sons and daughters,
+      Drink, and find salvation here.
+
+    3. Here our souls, by Jesus sated,
+    More and more shall be translated
+      Earth’s temptations far above;
+    Freed from sin’s abhorred dominion,
+    Soaring on angelic pinion,
+      They shall reach the source of love.
+
+    4. Then shall thanks and praise ascending,
+    For Thy mercies without ending,
+      Rise to Thee, O Savior blest.
+    With Thy gracious aid defend us,
+    Let Thy guiding light attend us,
+      Bring us to Thy place of rest.
+
+                      Adam of St. Victor, 1150; R. Campbell, tr., 1850, a.
+
+
+122
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    In vain would boasting reason find
+      The path to happiness and God;
+    Her weak directions leave the mind
+      Bewildered in a doubtful road.
+
+    2. Jesus, Thy words alone impart
+      Eternal life; on these I live;
+    Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart
+      Than all the powers of nature give.
+
+    3. Here let my constant feet abide;
+      Thou art the true, the living Way.
+    Let Thy good Spirit be my guide
+      To the bright realms of endless day.
+
+    4. The various forms that men devise
+      To shake my faith with treacherous art
+    I scorn as vanity and lies
+      And bind Thy Gospel to my heart.
+
+                                                     Anne Steele, 1760, a.
+
+
+
+
+THE LORD’S DAY.
+
+
+123
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    Father, who the light this day
+      Out of darkness didst create,
+    Shine upon us now, we pray,
+      While within Thy courts we wait.
+    Wean us from the works of night,
+    Make us children of the light.
+
+    2. Savior, who this day didst break
+      From the bondage of the tomb,
+    Bid our slumbering souls awake
+      And dispel their doubt and gloom;
+    Let us, from our bonds set free,
+    Rise from sin and live to Thee.
+
+    3. Blessed Spirit, Comforter,
+      Sent this day from Christ on high,
+    Lord, on us Thy gifts confer,
+      Cleanse, illumine, sanctify;
+    All Thine influence shed abroad;
+    Lead us to the truth of God.
+
+                                                Julia A. Elliott, 1833, a.
+
+
+124
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    Welcome, delightful morn,
+      Thou day of sacred rest;
+    I hail thy kind return:
+      Lord, make these moments blest.
+    From the low train of mortal toys
+    I soar to reach immortal joys.
+
+    2. Now may the King descend
+      And fill His throne of grace;
+    Thy scepter, Lord, extend
+      While saints address Thy face;
+    Let sinners feel Thy quickening Word
+    And learn to know and fear the Lord.
+
+    3. Descend, O heavenly Dove,
+      With all Thy quickening powers,
+    Disclose a Savior’s love,
+      And bless these sacred hours.
+    Then shall my soul new life obtain,
+    Nor Lord’s Days e’er be spent in vain.
+
+                                      Hayward, in Dobell’s New Sel., 1806.
+
+
+125
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    Safely through another week
+      God has brought us on our way;
+    Let us now a blessing seek,
+      Waiting in His courts to-day:
+    Day of all the week the best,
+    Emblem of eternal rest.
+
+    2. Mercies multiplied each hour
+      Through the week our praise demand;
+    Guarded by almighty power,
+      Fed and guided by His hand,
+    Though ungrateful we have been
+    And repaying love with sin.
+
+    3. While we pray for pardoning grace,
+      Through the dear Redeemer’s name,
+    Show Thy reconcilèd face,
+      Take away our sin and shame;
+    From our worldly cares set free,
+    May we rest this day in Thee.
+
+    4. As we come Thy name to praise,
+      May we feel Thy presence near;
+    May Thy glory meet our eyes
+      While we in Thy house appear.
+    Here afford us, Lord, a taste
+    Of our everlasting feast.
+
+    5. May Thy Gospel’s joyful sound
+      Conquer sinners, comfort saints;
+    Make the fruits of grace abound,
+      Bring relief for all complaints.
+    Thus may all our Sabbaths prove
+    Till we join the Church above.
+
+                                                        John Newton, 1774.
+
+
+126
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    On this day, the first of days,
+    God the Father’s name we praise,
+    Who, creation’s Fount and Spring,
+    Did the world from darkness bring.
+
+    2. On this day th’ eternal Son,
+    Over death His triumph won;
+    On this day the Spirit came
+    With His gifts of living flame.
+
+    3. Oh, that fervent love to-day
+    May in every heart have sway,
+    Teaching us to praise aright
+    God, the Source of life and light!
+
+    4. Father, who didst fashion me
+    Image of Thyself to be,
+    Fill me with Thy love divine,
+    Let my every thought be Thine.
+
+    5. Holy Jesus, may I be
+    Dead and buried here with Thee,
+    And, by love inflamed, arise
+    Unto Thee a sacrifice.
+
+                     _Die Parente Temporum_, 1748; H. W. Baker, tr., 1861.
+
+
+127
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    This day at Thy creating word
+    First o’er the earth the light was poured.
+    O Lord, this day upon us shine
+    And fill our souls with light divine.
+
+    2. This day the Lord for sinners slain
+    In might victorious rose again.
+    O Jesus, may we raised be
+    From death of sin to life in Thee.
+
+    3. This day the Holy Spirit came
+    With fiery tongues of cloven flame.—
+    O Spirit, fill our hearts this day
+    With grace to hear and grace to pray.
+
+    4. O day of light and life and grace,
+    From earthly toils sweet resting-place,
+    Thy hallowed hours, best gift of love,
+    Give we again to God above!
+
+                                                          W. W. How, 1854.
+
+
+128
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    With joy we hail the sacred day
+      Which we have called God’s own;
+    With joy the summons we obey
+      To worship at His throne.
+
+    2. Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair!
+      As here Thy servants throng
+    To breathe the humble, fervent prayer
+      And pour the choral song.
+
+    3. Spirit of Grace, O deign to dwell
+      Within Thy Church below;
+    Make her in holiness excel,
+      With pure devotion glow.
+
+    4. Let peace within her walls be found;
+      Let all her sons unite
+    To spread with holy zeal around
+      Her clear and shining light.
+
+    5. Great God, we hail the sacred day
+      Which we have called Thine own;
+    With joy the summons we obey
+      To worship at Thy throne.
+
+                                                        H. Auber, 1833, a.
+
+
+129
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    This is the day the Lord hath made;
+      He calls the hours His own;
+    Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
+      And praise surround the throne.
+
+    2. To-day He rose and left the dead,
+      And Satan’s empire fell;
+    To-day the saints His triumph spread
+      And all His wonders tell.
+
+    3. Hosanna to th’ anointed King,
+      To David’s holy Son!
+    Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
+      Salvation from Thy throne.
+
+    4. Blest be the Lord, who comes to men
+      With messages of grace;
+    Who comes in God His Father’s name
+      To save our sinful race.
+
+    5. Hosanna in the highest strains
+      The Church on earth can raise!
+    The highest heavens, in which He reigns,
+      Shall give Him nobler praise.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+
+
+ADVENT.
+
+
+130
+
+                                                    8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
+
+    Comfort, comfort ye My people,
+      Speak ye peace, thus saith your God;
+    Comfort those who sit in darkness,
+      Mourning ’neath their sorrow’s load;
+    Speak ye to Jerusalem
+    Of the peace that waits for them;
+    Tell her that her sins I cover,
+    And her warfare now is over.
+
+    2. For the Herald’s voice is crying
+      In the desert far and near,
+    Bidding all men to repentance,
+      Since the kingdom now is here.
+    Oh, that warning cry obey!
+    Now prepare for God a way!
+    Let the valleys rise to meet Him
+    And the hills bow down to greet Him.
+
+    3. Make ye straight what long was crooked,
+      Make the rougher places plain;
+    Let your hearts be true and humble,
+      As befits His holy reign;
+    For the glory of the Lord
+    Now o’er earth is shed abroad,
+    And all flesh shall see the token
+    That His Word is never broken.
+
+                               J. Olearius, 1671; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862.
+
+
+131
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    Jesus came, the heav’ns adoring,
+      Came with peace from realms on high;
+    Jesus came for man’s redemption,
+      Lowly came on earth to die;
+        Alleluia! Alleluia!
+      Came in deep humility.
+
+    2. Jesus comes again in mercy,
+      When our hearts are bowed with care;
+    Jesus comes again in answer
+      To an earnest, heartfelt prayer;
+        Alleluia! Alleluia!
+      Comes to save us from despair.
+
+    3. Jesus comes to hearts rejoicing,
+      Bringing news of sins forgiv’n;
+    Jesus comes in sounds of gladness,
+      Leading souls redeemed to heav’n;
+        Alleluia! Alleluia!
+      Now the gate of death is riv’n.
+
+    4. Jesus comes in joy and sorrow,
+      Shares alike our hopes and fears;
+    Jesus comes, whate’er befalls us,
+      Glads our hearts and dries our tears;
+        Alleluia! Alleluia!
+      Cheering e’en our failing years.
+
+    5. Jesus comes on clouds triumphant
+      When the heavens shall pass away;
+    Jesus comes again in glory,
+      Let us, then, our homage pay,
+        Alleluia! ever singing
+      Till the dawn of endless day.
+
+                                                          G. Thring, 1864.
+
+
+132
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Hail to the Lord’s Anointed,
+      Great David’s greater Son!
+    Hail, in the time appointed,
+      His reign on earth begun!
+    He comes to break oppression,
+      To set the captive free,
+    To take away transgression,
+      And rule in equity.
+
+    2. He comes with succor speedy
+      To those who suffer wrong,
+    To help the poor and needy,
+      And bid the weak be strong;
+    To give them songs for sighing,
+      Their darkness turn to light,
+    Whose souls, condemned and dying,
+      Were precious in His sight.
+
+    3. He shall come down like showers
+      Upon the fruitful earth;
+    And love, joy, hope, like flowers,
+      Spring in His path to birth.
+    Before Him on the mountains
+      Shall peace, the herald, go,
+    And righteousness, in fountains,
+      From hill to valley flow.
+
+    4. To Him shall prayer unceasing
+      And daily vows ascend,
+    His kingdom still increasing,
+      A kingdom without end.
+    The tide of time shall never
+      His covenant remove;
+    His name shall stand forever,—
+      That name to us is Love.
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1821.
+
+
+133
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding:
+      “Christ is nigh!” it seems to say;
+    “Cast away the dreams of darkness,
+      O ye children of the day!”
+
+    2. Startled at the solemn warning,
+      Let the earth-bound soul arise;
+    Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling,
+      Shines upon the morning skies.
+
+    3. Lo, the Lamb, so long expected,
+      Comes with pardon down from heav’n.
+    Let us haste, with tears of sorrow,
+      One and all, to be forgiv’n.
+
+    4. So, when next He comes with glory,
+      Wrapping all the earth in fear,
+    With His mercy He may shield us
+      And with words of love draw near.
+
+                      From the Latin (c. 5th cent.); E. Caswall, tr. 1849.
+
+
+134
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    The Bridegroom soon will call us:
+      Come, all ye wedding-guests!
+    May not His voice appall us
+      While slumber binds our breasts!
+    May all our lamps be burning
+      And oil be found in store,
+    That we, with Him returning,
+      May open find the door!
+
+    2. There shall we see delighted
+      Our dear Redeemer’s face,
+    Who leads our souls benighted
+      To glory by His grace;
+    The patriarchs shall meet us,
+      The prophets’ holy band,
+    Apostles, martyrs, greet us
+      In that celestial land.
+
+    3. They will not blush to own us
+      As brothers, sisters dear,
+    Love ever will be shown us
+      When we with them appear.
+    We all shall come before Him
+      Who for us man became,
+    As Lord and God adore Him,
+      And ever bless His name.
+
+    4. Our Father, rich in blessing,
+      Will give us crowns of gold
+    And, to His bosom pressing,
+      Impart a bliss untold,
+    Will welcome with embraces
+      Of never-ending love,
+    And deck us with His graces
+      In blissful realms above.
+
+    5. In yonder home shall never
+      Be silent music’s voice;
+    With hearts and lips forever
+      We shall in God rejoice.
+    The angels shall adore Him,
+      All saints shall sing His praise,
+    And bring with joy before Him
+      Their sweetest heavenly lays.
+
+    6. In mansions fair and spacious
+      Will God the feast prepare
+    And, ever kind and gracious,
+      Bid us its riches share;
+    There bliss that knows no measure
+      From springs of love shall flow,
+    And never-changing pleasure
+      His bounty will bestow.
+
+    7. Thus God shall from all evil
+      Forever make us free,
+    From sin and from the devil,
+      From all adversity,
+    From sickness, pain, and sadness,
+      From troubles, cares, and fears,
+    And grant us heavenly gladness,
+      And wipe away our tears.
+
+                                                Johann Walther, † c. 1566.
+
+
+135
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    Come, Thou precious Ransom, come!
+      Only Hope for sinful mortals!
+    Come, O Savior of the world!
+      Open are to Thee all portals;
+    Come, Thy beauty let us see:
+    Anxiously we wait for Thee.
+
+    2. O great King of Glory, come!
+      Let me be Thy living temple;
+    Enter Thou into my heart;
+      Though I am but poor and simple,
+    Yet my riches then shall be
+    That Thou reignest, Lord, in me.
+
+    3. My hosannas and my palms
+      Graciously receive, I pray Thee;
+    Evermore, as best I can,
+      Savior, I will homage pay Thee,
+    And in faith I will embrace,
+    Lord, Thy merit through Thy grace.
+
+    4. Hail! Hosanna! David’s Son,
+      Help, Lord, hear our supplication!
+    Let Thy kingdom, scepter, crown
+      Bring us blessing and salvation
+    That forever we may sing:
+    Hail! Hosanna! to our King.
+
+                                       J. G. Olearius, 1644; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+136
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    O Lord, how shall I meet Thee,
+      How welcome Thee aright?
+    All nations long to greet Thee,
+      My Hope, my heart’s Delight!
+    O kindle, dearest Jesus,
+      Thy lamp within my breast
+    That I may know what pleases
+      Thee, Lord, my heav’nly Guest.
+
+    2. Thy Zion strews before Thee
+      Green boughs and fairest palms,
+    And I, too, will adore Thee
+      With sweetest songs and psalms.
+    My heart shall bloom forever
+      For Thee with praises new
+    And from Thy name shall never
+      Withhold the honor due.
+
+    3. What hast Thou left ungranted
+      To give me glad relief?
+    When soul and body panted
+      In utmost depth of grief,
+    In deepest degradation,
+      Devoid of joy and peace,
+    Then Thou, my soul’s Salvation,
+      Didst come to bring release.
+
+    4. I lay in fetters groaning,
+      Thou com’st to set me free;
+    I stood, my shame bemoaning,
+      Thou com’st to honor me;
+    A glory Thou dost give me,
+      A treasure safe on high,
+    That will not fail or leave me
+      As earthly riches fly.
+
+    5. Naught, naught, dear Lord, could move Thee
+      To leave Thy rightful place
+    Save love, for which I love Thee;
+      A love that could embrace
+    A world where sorrow dwelleth,
+      Which sin and suffering fill,
+    More than the tongue e’er telleth;—
+      Yet Thou couldst love it still!
+
+    6. Rejoice, then, ye sad-hearted,
+      Who sit in deepest gloom,
+    Who mourn o’er joys departed
+      And tremble at your doom.
+    Despair not, He is near you,
+      Yea, standing at the door,
+    Who best can help and cheer you
+      And bid you weep no more.
+
+    7. No care nor effort either
+      Is needed day or night
+    How ye may draw Him hither
+      In your own strength and might.
+    He comes, He comes with gladness,
+      Moved by His love alone,
+    To calm your fear and sadness,
+      To Him they well are known.
+
+    8. Sin’s debt, that fearful burden,
+      Let not your souls distress;
+    Your guilt the Lord will pardon
+      And cover with His grace.
+    He comes, He comes, procuring
+      The peace of sin forgiv’n,
+    To all God’s sons securing
+      Their part and lot in heav’n.
+
+    9. Why should the wicked move you?
+      Heed not their craft and spite!
+    Your Savior, who doth love you,
+      Will scatter all their might.
+    He comes, a King most glorious,
+      And all His earthly foes
+    In vain His course victorious
+      Endeavor to oppose.
+
+    10. He comes to judge the nations,
+      A terror to His foes,
+    A Light of consolations
+      And blessed Hope to those
+    Who love the Lord’s appearing.
+      O glorious Sun, now come,
+    Send forth Thy beams so cheering
+      And guide us safely home!
+
+                                                      Paul Gerhardt, 1653.
+
+
+137
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    The Advent of our God
+      Our prayers must now employ,
+    And we must meet Him on His road
+      With hymns of holy joy.
+
+    2. The everlasting Son
+      Incarnate deigns to be;
+    Himself a servant’s form puts on
+      To set His people free.
+
+    3. Daughter of Zion, rise
+      And greet thy lowly King,
+    And do not wickedly despise
+      The mercies He will bring.
+
+    4. As Judge, in clouds of light,
+      He will come down again
+    And all His scattered saints unite
+      With Him in heaven to reign.
+
+    5. Before that dreadful day
+      May all our sins be gone;
+    May the old man be put away
+      And the new man put on!
+
+    6. Praise to the Savior Son
+      From the created host;
+    Like praise be to the Father done
+      And to the Holy Ghost.
+
+                                                   John Chandler, 1837, a.
+
+
+138
+
+                                                    8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 6, 6
+
+    Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates!
+    Behold, the King of Glory waits;
+    The King of kings is drawing near,
+    The Savior of the world is here;
+    Life and salvation He doth bring,
+    Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing:
+      We praise Thee, Father, now,
+      Creator, wise art Thou!
+
+    2. The Lord is just, a Helper tried,
+    Mercy is ever at His side,
+    His kingly crown is holiness,
+    His scepter, pity in distress;
+    The end of all our woe He brings,
+    Wherefore the earth is glad and sings:
+      We praise Thee, Savior, now,
+      Mighty in deed art Thou!
+
+    3. O blest the land, the city blest,
+    Where Christ, the Ruler, is confessed!
+    O happy hearts and happy homes
+    To whom this King in triumph comes!
+    The cloudless Sun of Joy He is,
+    Who bringeth pure delight and bliss.
+      We praise Thee, Spirit, now,
+      Our Comforter art Thou!
+
+    4. Fling wide the portals of your heart,
+    Make it a temple set apart
+    From earthly use for heaven’s employ,
+    Adorned with prayer and love and joy;
+    So shall your Sovereign enter in
+    And new and nobler life begin.
+      To Thee, O God, be praise
+      For word and deed and grace!
+
+    5. Redeemer, come! I open wide
+    My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide!
+    Let me Thy inner presence feel,
+    Thy grace and love in me reveal;
+    Thy Holy Spirit guide us on
+    Until our glorious goal be won!
+      Eternal praise and fame
+      We offer to Thy name.
+
+                                   G. Weissel, 1633; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+139
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes,
+      The Savior promised long;
+    Let every heart prepare a throne
+      And every voice a song.
+
+    2. He comes the prisoners to release,
+      In Satan’s bondage held;
+    The gates of brass before Him burst,
+      The iron fetters yield.
+
+    3. He comes from thickest films of vice
+      To clear the mental ray
+    And on the eyeballs of the blind
+      To pour the heav’nly day.
+
+    4. He comes the broken heart to bind,
+      The bleeding soul to cure
+    And with the treasures of His grace
+      T’ enrich the humble poor.
+
+    5. Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
+      Thy welcome shall proclaim.
+    And heaven’s eternal arches ring
+      With Thy beloved name.
+
+                                                   Philip Doddridge, 1735.
+
+
+140
+
+                                                        L. M. (with Hall.)
+
+    Again is come the new church-year;
+    Rejoice, all Christians, far and near!
+    Thy King, O Zion, comes to Thee,
+    Therefore rejoice eternally!
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    2. Amongst us now anew are heard
+    The lessons of God’s gracious Word,
+    Which shows the way to life in heaven.
+    For this all praise to God be given!
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    3. May what is taught in Thy true Word
+    Increase our faith in Thee, O Lord,
+    And so abide in us that we
+    May render endless praise to Thee!
+        Hallelujah!
+
+                                                        J. Olearius, 1671.
+
+
+141
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Savior of the heathen, come,
+    Virgin’s Son, here make Thy home!
+    Wonder at it, heaven and earth,
+    That the Lord chose such a birth.
+
+    2. Not by human flesh and blood,
+    By the Spirit of our God
+    Was the Word of God made flesh—
+    Woman’s blossom, sweet and fresh.
+
+    3. Though the virgin was with child,
+    Chastity proved undefiled;
+    Many a virtue rare forth shone,
+    God was there upon His throne.
+
+    4. From the Father forth He came
+    And returned unto the same;
+    Down to hell He went alone
+    And again to God’s high throne.
+
+    5. Thou, the Father’s equal, win
+    Victory in the flesh o’er sin,
+    By Thy strength divine, O Lord,
+    Help to our frail flesh afford.
+
+    6. Lord, Thy manger is so bright,
+    Night sends forth a novel light;
+    Darkness must not enter there,
+    Faith abides in light fore’er.
+
+    7. Praise to God the Father sing,
+    Praise to God the Son, our King,
+    Praise to God the Spirit be
+    Ever and eternally.
+
+                      From the Latin of Ambrose; Martin Luther, 1524, abr.
+
+
+142
+
+                                                    7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6
+
+    Arise, sons of the kingdom!
+      The King is drawing nigh;
+    Arise and hail with gladness
+      The Ruler from on high.
+    Ye Christians, hasten forth!
+      Your praise and homage bring Him
+      And glad hosannas sing Him;
+    Naught else your love is worth.
+
+    2. Arise, ye drooping mourners!
+      The King is very near;
+    Away with grief and sorrow!
+      For, lo! your Help is here.
+    Behold, in many a place—
+      O blessed consolation!—
+      We find Him, our Salvation,
+    In His pure means of grace.
+
+    3. Now hear, ye bold transgressors,
+      The King full well gives heed
+    To all that ye are doing,
+      And to the life ye lead,
+    Enthralled by sin and hell;
+      There’s naught in all creation
+      Escapes His observation,
+    He marketh all things well.
+
+    4. Be righteous, ye His subjects,
+      The King is just and true;
+    Prepare for Him a highway,
+      Make all things straight and new.
+    He means all for our good;
+      Then let us bear the crosses
+      Which He Himself imposes
+    In an undaunted mood.
+
+    5. He nevermore forsaketh
+      A child that feels the rod,
+    Who Him his Refuge maketh
+      And puts his trust in God.
+    He is our sovereign King;
+      E’en death itself shall never
+      Those from their Master sever
+    Who to His mercy cling.
+
+    6. Arise, ye faint and fearful!
+      The King now comes with might;
+    His heart hath long since loved us,
+      He makes our darkness light.
+    Now are our sorrows o’er;
+      No wrath shall e’er befall us,
+      Since God in grace doth call us
+    His children evermore.
+
+    7. The King in grace remembers
+      His loved ones here below
+    With gifts of royal treasures,
+      Yea, doth Himself bestow
+    Through His blest Word and grace.
+      O King, arrayed in splendor,
+      To Thee all praise we’ll render
+    Here and there face to face.
+
+    8. O rich the gifts Thou bring’st us,
+      Thyself made poor and weak;
+    O Love beyond expression
+      That thus can sinners seek!
+    For this, O Lord, will we
+      Our joyous tribute bring Thee
+      And glad hosannas sing Thee
+    And ever grateful be.
+
+                                                       J. Rist, 1651, abr.
+
+
+143
+
+                                                                    6s 6 l
+
+    Once He came in blessing,
+    All our ills redressing,
+    Came in likeness lowly,
+    Son of God most holy;
+    Bore the cross to save us,
+    Hope and freedom gave us.
+
+    2. Still He comes within us,
+    Still His voice would win us
+    From the sins that hurt us;
+    Would to Truth convert us
+    From our foolish errors,
+    Ere He comes in terrors.
+
+    3. Thus, if thou hast known Him,
+    Not ashamed to own Him,
+    Nor dost love Him coldly,
+    But wilt trust Him boldly,
+    He will now receive thee,
+    Heal thee, and forgive thee.
+
+    4. He who well endureth
+    Bright reward secureth.
+    Come then, O Lord Jesus,
+    From our sins release us;
+    Let us here confess Thee
+    Till in heaven we bless Thee.
+
+                          J. Horn (Roh), 1544; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862, a.
+
+
+144
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Jesus, Thy Church with longing eyes
+      For Thine expected coming waits:
+    When will the promised light arise,
+      And glory beam from Zion’s gates?
+
+    2. E’en now, when tempests round us fall
+      And wintry clouds o’ercast the sky,
+    Thy words with pleasure we recall
+      And deem that our redemption’s nigh.
+
+    3. Come, gracious Lord, our hearts renew,
+      Our foes repel, our wrongs redress,
+    Man’s rooted enmity subdue,
+      And crown Thy Gospel with success.
+
+    4. O come and reign o’er every land;
+      Let Satan from his throne be hurled,
+    All nations bow to Thy command,
+      And grace revive a dying world.
+
+    5. Teach us in watchfulness and prayer
+      To wait for the appointed hour
+    And fit us by Thy grace to share
+      The triumphs of Thy conquering power.
+
+                                                    W. H. Bathhurst, 1831.
+
+
+
+
+CHRISTMAS.
+
+
+145
+
+                                                          8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 6
+
+    All my heart this night rejoices,
+      As I hear Far and near
+    Sweetest angel voices;
+      “Christ is born,” their choirs are singing,
+    Till the air Everywhere
+      Now with joy is ringing.
+
+    2. Forth to-day the Conqueror goeth,
+      the foe, Sin and woe,
+    Death and hell, o’erthroweth.
+      God is man, man to deliver;
+    His dear Son Now is one
+      With our blood forever.
+
+    3. Shall we still dread God’s displeasure,
+      Who, to save, Freely gave
+    Us His dearest Treasure?
+      To redeem us, He hath given
+    His own Son From the throne
+      Of His might in heaven.
+
+    4. Should He, who Himself imparted,
+      Aught withhold From the fold,
+    Leave us broken-hearted?
+      Should the Son of God not love us,
+    Who, to cheer Sufferers here,
+      Left His throne above us?
+
+    5. If our blessed Lord and Maker
+      Hated men, Would He then
+    Be of flesh partaker?
+      If He in our woe delighted,
+    Would He bear All the care
+      Of our race benighted?
+
+    6. He becomes the Lamb that taketh
+      Sin away And for aye
+    Full atonement maketh.
+      For our Life His own He tenders
+    And our race, By His grace,
+      Meet for glory renders.
+
+    7. Hark! a voice from yonder manger,
+      Soft and sweet, Doth entreat:
+    “Flee from woe and danger;
+      Brethren, from all ills that grieve you
+    You are freed, All you need
+      I will surely give you.”
+
+    8. Come, then, banish all your sadness,
+      One and all, Great and small,
+    Come with songs of gladness.
+      Love Him who with love is glowing;
+    Hail the Star, Near and far,
+      Light and joy bestowing.
+
+    9. Ye whose anguish knew no measure,
+      Weep no more, See the door
+    To celestial pleasure.
+      Cling to Him, for He will guide you
+    Where no cross, Pain, or loss
+      Can again betide you.
+
+    10. Hither come, ye heavy-hearted,
+      Who for sin, Deep within,
+    Long and sore have smarted;
+      For the poisoned wounds you’re feeling
+    Help is near, One is here
+      Mighty for their healing.
+
+    11. Hither come, ye poor and wretched,
+      Know His will Is to fill
+    Every hand outstretchèd;
+      Here are riches without measure,
+    Here forget All regret,
+      Fill your hearts with treasure.
+
+    12. Let me in my arms receive Thee,
+      On Thy breast Let me rest,
+    Savior, ne’er to leave Thee!
+      Since Thou hast Thyself presented
+    Now to me, I shall be
+      Evermore contented.
+
+    13. Guilt no longer can distress me;
+      Son of God, Thou my load
+    Bearest to release me.
+      Stain in me Thou findest never;
+    I am clean, All my sin
+      Is removed forever.
+
+    14. I am pure, in Thee believing,
+      From Thy store Evermore
+    Righteous robes receiving.
+      In my heart I will enfold Thee,
+    Treasure rare, Let me there,
+      Loving, ever hold Thee!
+
+    15. Thee, O Lord, with heed I’ll cherish
+      While I’ve breath; E’en in death
+    Shall my faith not perish.
+      I shall dwell with Thee forever
+    Far on high, In the joy
+      That can alter never.
+
+                                                      Paul Gerhardt, 1656.
+
+
+146
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Let the earth now praise the Lord,
+    Who hath truly kept His word
+    And the sinners’ Help and Friend
+    Now at last to us doth send.
+
+    2. What the fathers most desired,
+    What the prophets’ heart inspired,
+    What they longed for many a year,
+    Stands fulfilled in glory here.
+
+    3. Abram’s promised great Reward,
+    Zion’s Helper, Jacob’s Lord,
+    Him of twofold race behold,
+    Truly came, as long foretold.
+
+    4. Welcome, O my Savior, now!
+    Hail! my Portion, Lord, art Thou!
+    Here, too, in my heart, I pray,
+    O prepare Thyself a way.
+
+    5. King of Glory, enter in!
+    Cleanse it from the filth of sin,
+    As Thou hast so often done;
+    It belongs to Thee alone.
+
+    6. As Thy coming was in peace,
+    Noiseless, full of gentleness,
+    Let the same mind dwell in me
+    That was ever found in Thee.
+
+    7. Comfort my desponding heart;
+    Thou my Strength and Refuge art.
+    I am weak, and cunningly
+    Satan lays his snares for me.
+
+    8. Bruise for me the Serpent’s head,
+    That, set free from doubt and dread,
+    I may cleave to Thee in faith,
+    Safely kept through life and death;
+
+    9. And when Thou dost come again
+    As a glorious King to reign,
+    I with joy may see Thy face,
+    Truly ransomed by Thy grace.
+
+                                      H. Held, 1643; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+147
+
+                                                             8, 7, 8, 8, 4
+
+    All praise to Jesus’ hallowed name,
+    Who of virgin pure became
+    True man for us! The angels sing,
+    As the glad news to earth they bring,
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    2. Th’ eternal Father’s only Son
+    For a manger leaves His throne;
+    Disguised in our poor flesh and blood
+    Is now the everlasting Good.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    3. He whom the world could not inclose
+    Doth in Mary’s lap repose,
+    He is become an infant small,
+    Who by His might upholdeth all.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    4. Th’ eternal Light, come down from heaven,
+    Hath to us new sunshine given;
+    It shineth in the midst of night
+    And maketh us the sons of light.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    5. The Father’s Son, God ever blest,
+    In the world became a guest;
+    He leads us from this vale of tears
+    And makes us in His kingdom heirs.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    6. He came to earth despised and poor,
+    Man to pity and restore
+    And make us rich in heaven above,
+    The angels’ equal, through His love.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    7. All this He did that He might prove
+    To us sinners His great love;
+    For this let Christendom adore
+    And praise His name forevermore.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+          Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a. First stanza since 1370.
+
+
+148
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Now praise we Christ, the Holy One,
+    The blessed Virgin Mary’s Son,
+    Far as the glorious sun doth shine,
+    E’en to the world’s remote confine.
+
+    2. He who Himself all things did make
+    A servant’s form vouchsafed to take,
+    That He as man mankind might win
+    And save His creatures from their sin.
+
+    3. The grace of God, the mighty Lord,
+    Upon the mother was outpoured;
+    A virgin pure and undefiled
+    In wondrous wise conceived a child.
+
+    4. The noble mother bare a Son,
+    For so did Gabriel’s promise run,
+    Whom John confessed and leaped with joy,
+    Ere yet the mother knew her boy.
+
+    5. Upon a manger, filled with hay,
+    In poverty content He lay;
+    With milk was fed the Lord of all,
+    Who feeds the ravens when they call.
+
+    6. The heavenly choirs rejoice and raise
+    Their voice to God in songs of praise;
+    To humble shepherds is proclaimed
+    The Shepherd who the world hath framed.
+
+    7. All honor unto Christ be paid,
+    Pure offspring of the favored maid,
+    With Father and with Holy Ghost,
+    Till time in endless time be lost!
+
+       From the Latin of Sedulius; Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a.
+
+
+149
+
+                                                                7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    A great and mighty wonder
+      Our Christmas Festal brings:
+    On earth, a lowly Infant,
+      Behold the King of kings!
+
+    2. The Word is made incarnate,
+      Descending from on high;
+    And cherubim sing anthems
+      To shepherds, from the sky.
+
+    3. And we with them triumphant
+      Repeat the hymn again:
+    “To God on high be glory
+      And peace on earth to men!”
+
+    4. While thus they sing your Monarch,
+      Those bright angelic bands,
+    Rejoice, ye vales and mountains!
+      Ye oceans, clap your hands!
+
+    5. Since all He comes to ransom,
+      By all be He adored,
+    The Infant born in Bethlehem,
+      The Savior and the Lord!
+
+    6. All idol forms shall perish,
+      And error shall decay,
+    And Christ shall wield His scepter,
+      Our Lord and God, for aye.
+
+            From the Greek of Anatolius, c. 540; J. M. Neale, tr. 1862, a.
+
+
+150
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    From heaven above to earth I come
+    To bear good news to every home;
+    Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
+    Whereof I now will say and sing.
+
+    2. To you this night is born a child
+    Of Mary, chosen virgin mild;
+    This little child, of lowly birth,
+    Shall be the joy of all the earth.
+
+    3. This is the Christ, our God and Lord,
+    Who in all need shall aid afford;
+    He will Himself your Savior be,
+    From all your sins to make you free.
+
+    4. He brings those blessings long ago
+    Prepared by God for all below,
+    That in His heavenly kingdom blest
+    You may with us forever rest.
+
+    5. These are the tokens ye shall mark:
+    The swaddling-clothes and manger dark;
+    There shall ye find the young Child laid
+    By whom the heavens and earth were made.
+
+    6. Now let us all with gladsome cheer
+    Go with the shepherds and draw near
+    To see the wondrous gift of God,
+    Who hath His own dear Son bestowed.
+
+    7. Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes!
+    What is it in yon manger lies?
+    Who is this child, so young and fair?
+    Dear little Jesus lieth there.
+
+    8. Welcome to earth, Thou noble Guest,
+    Through whom the sinful world is blest!
+    Thou com’st to share my misery,
+    What thanks shall I return to Thee?
+
+    9. Ah! Lord, who hast created all,
+    How hast Thou made Thee weak and small
+    That Thou must choose Thy infant bed
+    Where humble cattle lately fed.
+
+    10. And were the world ten times as wide,
+    With gold and jewels beautified,
+    It would be far too small to be
+    A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee.
+
+    11. For velvets soft and silken stuff
+    Thou hast but hay and straw so rough,
+    Whereon Thou, King, so rich and great,
+    As ’twere Thy heaven, art throned in state.
+
+    12. And thus, dear Lord, it pleasèd Thee
+    To make this truth quite plain to me,
+    That this world’s honor, wealth, and might
+    Are naught and worthless in Thy sight.
+
+    13. Ah! dearest Jesus, holy Child,
+    Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled,
+    Within my heart, that it may be
+    A chamber consecrate to Thee.
+
+    14. My heart for very joy doth leap,
+    My lips no more can silence keep;
+    I, too, must sing with joyful tongue
+    That sweetest ancient cradle-song:
+
+    15. Glory to God in highest heav’n,
+    Who unto man His Son hath giv’n!
+    While angels sing with pious mirth
+    A glad New Year to all the earth.
+
+                                                      Martin Luther, 1535.
+
+
+151
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Rejoice, ye sons of men alway!
+    God comes to you from heaven to-day;
+    The Lord is born a little child
+    Of Mary, chosen virgin mild.
+
+    2. He is the Branch of Jesse’s tree,
+    The Lion out of Judah He,
+    The Gentiles’ Light, the promised Seed
+    Who was to bruise the Serpent’s head.
+
+    3. He brings us peace and happiness
+    And heals all sorrow and distress
+    Which on account of Adam’s fall
+    Forever weighed upon us all.
+
+    4. Through His low birth and holy blood
+    We all are saved by Christ, true God;
+    The angels’ glory we shall share
+    And in His kingdom live fore’er.
+
+                                          C. Freund, † 1591; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+152
+
+                                              8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 8, 8, 8
+
+    O rejoice, ye Christians, loudly,
+      For our joy has now begun;
+      Wondrous things our God hath done;
+    Tell abroad His goodness proudly,
+      Who our race hath honored thus
+      That He deigns to dwell with us.
+    Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness!
+    Christ hath done away with sadness!
+    Hence, all sorrow and repining,
+    For the Sun of Grace is shining!
+
+    2. See, my soul, thy Savior chooses
+      Weakness here and poverty,
+      In such love He comes to thee,
+    Nor the hardest couch refuses;
+      All He suffers for thy good,
+      To redeem thee by His blood.
+    Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness!
+    Christ hath done away with sadness!
+    Hence, all sorrow and repining,
+    For the Sun of Grace is shining!
+
+    3. Lord, how shall I thank Thee rightly?
+      I acknowledge that by Thee
+      I am saved eternally;
+    Let me not forget it lightly,
+      But to Thee through all things cleave,
+      And my heart true peace receive.
+    Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness!
+    Christ hath done away with sadness!
+    Hence, all sorrow and repining,
+    For the Sun of Grace is shining!
+
+    4. Jesus, guard and guide Thy members,
+      Fill Thy brethren with Thy grace,
+      Hear their prayers in every place,
+    Quicken now life’s faintest embers;
+      Grant all Christians, far and near,
+      Holy peace, a glad New Year!
+    Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness!
+    Christ hath done away with sadness!
+    Hence, all sorrow and repining,
+    For the Sun of Grace is shining!
+
+                                 C. Keymann, † 1662; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+153
+
+                                                                7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    Let us all with gladsome voice
+      Praise the God of heaven,
+    Who, to bid our hearts rejoice,
+      His own Son hath given.
+
+    2. To this vale of tears He comes,
+      Here to serve in sadness,
+    That with Him in heaven’s fair homes
+      We may reign in gladness.
+
+    3. We are rich, for He was poor;
+      Is not this a wonder?
+    Therefore praise God evermore
+      Here on earth and yonder!
+
+    4. O Lord Christ, our Savior dear,
+      Be Thou ever near us.
+    Grant us now a glad New Year;
+      Amen, Jesus, hear us!
+
+                                  U. Langhanns, c. 1560; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+154
+
+                                                                    7s 8 l
+
+    Hark! the herald-angels sing,
+    “Glory to the new-born King;
+    Peace on earth and mercy mild,
+    God and sinners reconciled!”
+    Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
+    Join the triumph of the skies;
+    With th’ angelic hosts proclaim,
+    “Christ is born in Bethlehem!”
+    Hark! the herald-angels sing,
+    “Glory to the new-born King!”
+
+    2. Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see;
+    Hail, th’ incarnate Deity,
+    Pleased as man with men to dwell;
+    Jesus, our Emmanuel!
+    Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace!
+    Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
+    Light and life to all He brings,
+    Ris’n with healing in His wings.
+    Hark! the herald-angels sing,
+    “Glory to the new-born King!”
+
+    3. Mild He lays His glory by,
+    Born that man no more may die,
+    Born to raise the sons of earth,
+    Born to give them second birth.
+    Come, Desire of nations, come,
+    Fix in us Thy humble home;
+    Oh, to all Thyself impart,
+    Formed in each believing heart!
+    Hark! the herald-angels sing,
+    “Glory to the new-born King!”
+
+                                                  Charles Wesley, 1739, a.
+
+
+155
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    To us a Child of hope is born,
+      To us a Son is given,
+    And on His shoulder ever rests
+      All power in earth and heaven.
+
+    2. His name shall be the Prince of Peace,
+      The everlasting Lord,
+    The Wonderful, the Counselor,
+      The God by all adored.
+
+    3. His righteous government and power
+      Shall over all extend;
+    On judgment and on justice based,
+      His reign shall have no end.
+
+    4. Lord Jesus, reign in us, we pray,
+      And make us Thine alone,
+    Who with the Father ever art
+      And Holy Spirit, one.
+
+                                                    J. Morison, 1781, abr.
+
+
+156
+
+                                                        4, 4, 11, 4, 4, 11
+
+    We Christians may Rejoice to-day,
+      When Christ was born to comfort and to save us;
+    Who thus believes No longer grieves,
+      For none are lost who grasp the hope He gave us.
+
+    2. O wondrous joy, That God most high
+      Should take our flesh and thus our race should honor;
+    A virgin mild Hath born this Child;
+      Such grace and glory God hath put upon her.
+
+    3. Sin brought us grief; But Christ, relief,
+      When down to earth He came for our salvation;
+    Since God with us Is dwelling thus,
+      Who dares to speak the Christian’s condemnation?
+
+    4. Then hither throng With happy song
+      To Him whose birth and death are our assurance;
+    Through whom are we At last set free
+      From sins and burdens that surpassed endurance.
+
+    5. Yes, let us praise Our God and raise
+      Loud hallelujahs to the skies above us;
+    The bliss bestowed To-day by God
+      To ceaseless thankfulness and joy should move us.
+
+                                  Caspar Fueger, † 1617; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+157
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men,
+      Before His highest throne,
+    To-day He opens heaven again
+      And gives us His own Son.
+
+    2. He leaves His heavenly Father’s throne,
+      Is born an infant small,
+    And in a manger, poor and lone,
+      Lies in a humble stall.
+
+    3. He lays aside His power divine,
+      A servant’s form doth take;
+    In want and lowness He doth pine
+      Who heaven and earth did make.
+
+    4. He nestles at His mother’s breast,
+      Her milk His food must be;
+    Whom saints and angels call the Blest,
+      Of David’s house is He.
+
+    5. ’Tis He who in these latter days
+      From Judah’s tribe should come,
+    By whom the Lord again would raise
+      His Church, His Christendom.
+
+    6. A wondrous change which He doth make!
+      He takes our flesh and blood
+    And lays aside for sinners’ sake
+      His majesty of God.
+
+    7. He serves that I a lord may be;
+      A great exchange, indeed!
+    Could Jesus’ love do more for me
+      To help me in my need?
+
+    8. He opens us again the door
+      Of Paradise to-day;
+    The cherub guards the gate no more.
+      To God our thanks we pay.
+
+                                  Nikolaus Herman, 1560; A. Crull, tr., a.
+
+
+158
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
+      Let earth receive her King;
+    Let every heart prepare Him room
+      And heaven and nature sing.
+
+    2. Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns!
+      Let men their songs employ,
+    While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains
+      Repeat the sounding joy.
+
+    3. No more let sins and sorrows grow
+      Nor thorns infest the ground;
+    He comes to make His blessings flow
+      Far as the curse is found.
+
+    4. He rules the world with truth and grace
+      And makes the nations prove
+    The glories of His righteousness
+      And wonders of His love.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+159
+
+                                                                       11s
+
+    Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing;
+    Come, see in the manger our Savior and King!
+    To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord;
+    O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord!
+
+    2. True Son of the Father, He comes from the skies;
+    To be born of a virgin He does not despise.
+    To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord;
+    O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord!
+
+    3. Hark, hark to the angels all singing in heaven,
+    “To God in the highest all glory be given!”
+    To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord;
+    O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord!
+
+    4. To Thee, then, O Jesus, this day of Thy birth,
+    Be glory and honor through heaven and earth,
+    True Godhead incarnate, omnipotent Word!
+    O come, let us hasten to worship the Lord!
+
+                                 Latin, 17th cent.; E. Caswall, tr., 1848.
+
+
+160
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Hark! what mean those holy voices
+      Sweetly sounding through the skies?
+    Lo! th’ angelic host rejoices,
+      Heavenly hallelujahs rise.
+
+    2. Listen to the wondrous story
+      Which they chant in hymns of joy,
+    Glory in the highest, glory!
+      Glory be to God most high!
+
+    3. Peace on earth, good will from heaven,
+      Reaching far as man is found;
+    Souls redeemed and sins forgiven!
+      Loud our golden harps shall sound.
+
+    4. Christ is born, the great Anointed;
+      Heaven and earth, His praises sing!
+    O receive whom God appointed
+      For your Prophet, Priest, and King.
+
+    5. Hasten, mortals, to adore Him,
+      Learn His name and taste His joy,
+    Till in heaven ye sing before Him,
+      Glory be to God most high!
+
+    6. Let us learn the wondrous story
+      Of our great Redeemer’s birth;
+    Spread the brightness of His glory
+      Till it cover all the earth.
+
+                                                          J. Cawood, 1819.
+
+
+161
+
+                                                        L. M. (with Hall.)
+
+    Immanuel, we sing Thy praise,
+    Thou Prince of Life and Fount of grace,
+    Thou Flower of heaven and Star of morn,
+    Thou Lord of lords, Thou Virgin-born.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    2. With all Thy saints to Thee we sing,
+    Praise, honor, thanks to Thee we bring,
+    That Thou, O long-expected Guest,
+    Hast come at last to make us blest!
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    3. For Thee, since first the world was made,
+    So many hearts have watched and prayed;
+    The patriarchs’ and prophets’ throng
+    For Thee have hoped and waited long.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    4. Above all others longed for Thee
+    Thy people’s king and shepherd, he
+    With whom Thou, Lord, so well wert pleased
+    When with his harp Thy name he praised.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    5. Oh, that the Savior soon would come
+    To break our bonds and lead us home!
+    Oh, that He might salvation bring!
+    Then Jacob would rejoice and sing.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    6. Now Thou art here, Thou Ever-blest!
+    In lowly manger Thou dost rest;
+    Great things Thou makest, yet art small;
+    Naked Thyself, who clothest all.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    7. All heavens are Thine, yet Thou dost come
+    To sojourn in a stranger’s home;
+    A mother’s milk dost not despise,
+    Who art the Joy of angels’ eyes.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    8. Thou hast set bounds to earth and sea,
+    Yet swaddling-bands encircle Thee;
+    Thou’rt God—a bed of straw Thou hast;
+    Thou’rt man—yet art the First and Last.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    9. From Thee above all gladness flows,
+    Yet Thou must bear such bitter woes;
+    The Gentiles’ Light and Hope Thou art,
+    Yet findest none to soothe Thy heart.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    10. The sweetest Friend of man Thou art,
+    Yet many hate Thee in their heart;
+    By Herod’s heart Thou art abhorred,
+    Yet Thou art our Salvation, Lord.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    11. But I, Thy humblest servant, may
+    Confess my love and freely say,
+    I love Thee truly, but I would
+    That I might love Thee as I should.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    12. I have the will, the power is weak,
+    Yet, Lord, my humble offering take
+    And graciously the love receive
+    Which my poor heart to Thee can give.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    13. Thou to be weak dost not disdain,
+    Dost choose the things the world deems vain,
+    Art poor and needy and content
+    To suffer poverty and want.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    14. Thou sleepest on the lap of earth;
+    The manger where Thou at Thy birth
+    Wast laid to rest, the hay, the stall,
+    Were mean and miserable all.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    15. And therefore doth my courage rise,
+    Me also Thou wilt not despise;
+    O dearest Lord, Thy tender grace
+    Fills me with hope and happiness.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    16. Although I’ve passed in sin my days
+    And wandered far from wisdom’s ways,
+    Yet Thou for this to earth hast come,
+    To bring the wandering sinner home.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    17. Had I no load of sin to bear,
+    Thy grace, O Lord, I could not share;
+    In vain had’st Thou been born for me
+    If from God’s wrath I had been free.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    18. Now fearlessly I come to Thee,
+    From every grief Thou mak’st me free;
+    Thou bear’st the wrath, dost death destroy,
+    And turnest sorrow into joy.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    19. Thou art my Head, my Lord divine;
+    I am Thy member, wholly Thine,
+    And by Thy Spirit’s gracious power
+    Will seek to serve Thee evermore.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    20. I’ll sing loud hallelujahs here
+    With joyful spirit year by year;
+    And in Thy courts of joy above
+    Forever I will sing Thy love.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+                                Paul Gerhardt, 1653; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+162
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    To shepherds, as they watched by night,
+    Appeared a troop of angels bright;
+    Behold the tender Babe, they said,
+    In yonder lowly manger laid,
+
+    2. At Bethlehem, in David’s town,
+    As Micah did of old make known;
+    ’Tis Jesus Christ, your Lord and King,
+    Who doth to all salvation bring.
+
+    3. Rejoice ye, then, that through His Son
+    God is with sinners now at one;
+    Made like yourselves of flesh and blood,
+    Your Brother is th’ eternal God.
+
+    4. What harm can sin and death, then, do?
+    The true God now abides with you.
+    Let hell and Satan rage and chafe,
+    God is your Brother—ye are safe.
+
+    5. Not one He will, nor can, forsake
+    Who Him his confidence doth make;
+    E’en if their worst your en’mies try,
+    Ye may their powerless rage defy.
+
+    6. Ye must prevail at last, for ye
+    Have now become God’s family;
+    To God forever give ye praise,
+    Patient and cheerful all your days.
+
+                                   Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+END OF YEAR.
+
+
+163
+
+                                                                    7s 8 l
+
+    While with ceaseless course the sun
+      Hasted through the former year,
+    Many souls their race have run,
+      Nevermore to meet us here;
+    Fixed in an eternal state,
+      They have done with all below;
+    We a little longer wait,
+      But how little, none can know.
+
+    2. As the wingèd arrow flies
+      Speedily, the mark to find;
+    As the lightning from the skies
+      Darts and leaves no trace behind;
+    Swiftly thus our fleeting days
+      Bear us down life’s rapid stream.
+    Upward, Lord, our spirits raise;
+      All below is but a dream.
+
+    3. Thanks for mercies past receive,
+      Pardon of our sins renew,
+    Teach us henceforth how to live
+      With eternity in view.
+    Bless Thy Word to young and old,
+      Fill us with a Savior’s love;
+    And when life’s short tale is told,
+      May we dwell with Thee above.
+
+                                                        John Newton, 1774.
+
+
+164
+
+                                              8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 (Iambic)
+
+    Across the sky the shades of night
+      This winter’s eve are fleeting;
+    We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light,
+      In solemn worship meeting;
+    And as the year’s last hours go by,
+    We raise to Thee our earnest cry,
+      Once more Thy love entreating.
+
+    2. Before the cross subdued we bow,
+      To Thee our prayers addressing,
+    Recounting all Thy mercies now,
+      And all our sins confessing;
+    Beseeching Thee this coming year
+    To keep us in Thy faith and fear
+      And crown us with Thy blessing.
+
+    3. And while we pray, we lift our eyes
+      To dear ones gone before us,
+    Safe home with Thee in Paradise,
+      Whose peace descendeth o’er us;
+    And beg of Thee, when life is past
+    To reunite us all at last
+      With those who’ve gone before us.
+
+    4. We gather up, in this brief hour,
+      The memory of Thy mercies:
+    Thy wondrous goodness, love, and power
+      Our grateful song rehearses:
+    For Thou hast been our Strength and Stay
+    In many a dark and dreary day
+      Of sorrows and reverses.
+
+    5. In many an hour, when fear and dread,
+      Like evil spells, have bound us
+    And clouds were gathering overhead,
+      Thy providence hath found us.
+    In many a night, when seas ran high,
+    Thy gracious presence, drawing nigh,
+      Hath made all calm around us.
+
+    6. Then, O great God, in years to come,
+      Whatever may betide us,
+    Right onward through our journey home
+      Be Thou at hand to guide us;
+    Nor leave us till, at close of life,
+    Safe from all perils, toil, and strife.
+      Heaven shall enfold and hide us.
+
+                                                     James Hamilton, 1882.
+
+
+165
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Thou who roll’st the year around,
+      Crowned with mercies large and free,
+    Rich Thy gifts to us abound,
+      Warm our praise shall rise to Thee.
+
+    2. Kindly to our worship bow,
+      While our grateful thanks we tell,
+    That, sustained by Thee, we now
+      Bid the parting year farewell!
+
+    3. All its numbered days are sped,
+      All its busy scenes are o’er,
+    All its joys forever fled,
+      All its sorrows felt no more.
+
+    4. Mingled with th’ eternal past,
+      Its remembrance shall decay,
+    Yet to be revived at last
+      At the solemn Judgment Day.
+
+    5. All our follies, Lord, forgive!
+      Cleanse us from each guilty stain;
+    Let Thy grace within us live
+      That we spend not years in vain.
+
+    6. Then, when life’s last eve shall come,
+      Happy spirits, may we fly
+    To our everlasting home,
+      To our Father’s house on high!
+
+                                                         Ray Palmer, 1858.
+
+
+
+
+NEW YEAR.
+
+
+166
+
+                                                                 7, 5, 8 l
+
+    Father, let me dedicate
+      All this year to Thee,
+    In whatever earthly state
+      Thou wilt have me be.
+    Not from sorrow, pain, or care,
+      Freedom dare I claim;
+    This alone shall be my prayer:
+      Glorify Thy name.
+
+    2. Can a child presume to choose
+      Where or how to live?
+    Can a Father’s love refuse
+      All the best to give?
+    More Thou givest every day
+      Than the best can claim,
+    Nor withholdest aught that may
+      Glorify Thy name.
+
+    3. If in mercy Thou wilt spare
+      Joys that yet are mine;
+    If on life, serene and fair,
+      Brighter rays may shine,
+    Let my glad heart, while it sings,
+      Thee in all proclaim,
+    And, whate’er the future brings,
+      Glorify Thy name.
+
+    4. If Thou callest to the cross
+      And its shadow come,
+    Turning all my gain to loss,
+      Shrouding heart and home,
+    Let me think how Thy dear Son
+      To His glory came
+    And in deepest woe pray on:
+      “Glorify Thy name.”
+
+                                                        L. Tuttiett, 1825.
+
+
+167
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Great God, we sing that mighty Hand
+    By which supported still we stand;
+    The opening year Thy mercy shows;
+    Let mercy crown it till it close.
+
+    2. By day, by night, at home, abroad,
+    Still we are guarded by our God,
+    By His incessant bounty fed,
+    By His unerring counsel led.
+
+    3. With grateful hearts the past we own;
+    The future, all to us unknown,
+    We to Thy guardian care commit
+    And, peaceful, leave before Thy feet.
+
+    4. In scenes exalted or depressed
+    Be Thou our Joy and Thou our Rest;
+    Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
+    Adored through all our changing days.
+
+    5. When death shall interrupt our songs
+    And seal in silence mortal tongues,
+    Our Helper, God, in whom we trust,
+    In better worlds our soul shall boast.
+
+                                                   Philip Doddridge, 1755.
+
+
+168
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    For Thy mercy and Thy grace,
+      Constant through another year,
+    Hear our song of thankfulness;
+      Jesus, our Redeemer, hear!
+
+    2. Lo! our sins on Thee we cast,
+      Thee, our perfect Sacrifice,
+    And, forgetting all the past,
+      Press unto our glorious prize.
+
+    3. Dark the future; let Thy light
+      Guide us, bright and Morning Star:
+    Fierce our foes and hard the fight;
+      Arm us, Savior, for the war.
+
+    4. In our weakness and distress,
+      Rock of strength, be Thou our Stay;
+    In the pathless wilderness
+      Be our true and living Way.
+
+    5. Who of us death’s awful road
+      In the coming year shall tread?
+    With Thy rod and staff, O God,
+      Comfort Thou his dying bed.
+
+    6. Keep us faithful, keep us pure,
+      Keep us evermore Thine own;
+    Help, O help us to endure;
+      Fit us for the promised crown.
+
+    7. So within Thy palace gate
+      We shall praise, on golden strings,
+    Thee the only Potentate,
+      Lord of lords and King of kings.
+
+                                                      H. Downton, 1841, a.
+
+
+169
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    The new-born Child this early morn,
+    The dear Christ-child, of virgin born,
+    Again brings from His heavenly home
+    A new year to all Christendom.
+
+    2. This causes joy to angels fair,
+    Who love to keep us in their care;
+    They sing that in this wondrous Child
+    God now with man is reconciled.
+
+    3. Since God is reconciled with men,
+    What harm can Satan do us, then?
+    O’er Satan and the gates of hell
+    This Christ-child shall for us prevail.
+
+    4. He brings the year of jubilee!
+    Why doubt we yet despondently?
+    Rejoice! This is a happy day;
+    The Christ-child drives all care away.
+
+                             C. Schneegass, † 1597; E. Cronenwett, tr., a.
+
+
+170
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    O Lord, our Father, thanks to Thee
+      In this new year we render,
+    For Thou hast been from misery
+      And dangers our Defender;
+    Through all the year that now has fled
+    Hast given us life and daily bread
+      And peace within our borders.
+
+    2. Lord Jesus Christ, our thanks to Thee
+      In this new year we render,
+    For Thou still rulest zealously
+      Thy fold, with mercy tender;
+    Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood,
+    Thou art our only Trust and Good,
+      In life and death our Savior.
+
+    3. Lord Holy Ghost, our thanks to Thee
+      In this new year we render,
+    For by Thy grace it is that we
+      Enjoy Thy Word’s pure splendor;
+    Thus Thou hast kindled from above
+    Within our hearts true faith and love
+      And other Christian virtues.
+
+    4. Our faithful God, we cry to Thee:
+      Still bless us with Thy favor,
+    Blot out all our iniquity,
+      And hide our sins forever;
+    Grant us a happy, good New Year
+    And, when the hour of death draws near,
+      A blest departure. Amen.
+
+                                      C. Schneegass, † 1597; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+171
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8
+
+    Help me, O Lord! Behold, I enter
+      Upon another year to-day;
+    In Thee my hopes and thoughts now center,
+      Renew my courage for the way:
+    New life, new strength, new happiness
+    I ask of Thee, O hear and bless!
+
+    2. May every plan and undertaking
+      This year be all begun with Thee;
+    When I am sleeping or am waking,
+      Still let me know Thou art with me;
+    Abroad do Thou my footsteps guide,
+    At home be ever at my side.
+
+    3. Be this a time of grace and pardon;
+      Thy rod I take with willing mind,
+    But suffer naught my heart to harden;
+      O let me now Thy mercy find;
+    In Thee alone, my God, I live,
+    Thou only canst my sins forgive.
+
+    4. And may this year to me be holy;
+      Thy grace so fill my every thought
+    That all my life be pure and lowly
+      And truthful as a Christian’s ought;
+    So make me, while yet dwelling here,
+    Pious and blest from year to year.
+
+    5. And grant, Lord, when the year is over,
+      That it for me in peace may close;
+    In all things care for me and cover
+      My head in time of fear and woes;
+    So may I, when my years are gone,
+    Appear with joy before Thy throne.
+
+                                          J. Rist, 1642; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+172
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O God, our Help in ages past,
+      Our Hope for years to come,
+    Our Shelter from the stormy blast,
+      And our eternal Home!
+
+    2. Under the shadow of Thy throne
+      Thy saints have dwelt secure;
+    Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
+      And our defense is sure.
+
+    3. Before the hills in order stood
+      Or earth received her frame,
+    From everlasting Thou art God,
+      To endless years the same.
+
+    4. A thousand ages in Thy sight
+      Are like an evening gone;
+    Short as the watch that ends the night
+      Before the rising sun.
+
+    5. Thy word commands our flesh to dust:
+      “Return, ye sons of men!”
+    All nations rose from earth at first
+      And turn to earth again.
+
+    6. Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
+      Bears all its sons away;
+    They fly forgotten, as a dream
+      Dies at the opening day.
+
+    7. Like flowery fields the nations stand,
+      Pleased with the morning light;
+    The flowers beneath the mower’s hand
+      Lie withering ere ’tis night.
+
+    8. O God, our Help in ages past,
+      Our Hope for years to come,
+    Be Thou our Guard while troubles last
+      And our eternal Home.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+173
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    The old year now hath passed away,
+    We thank Thee, Christ, our Lord, to-day
+    That Thou hast kept us through the year
+    When danger and distress were near.
+
+    2. We pray Thee, O eternal Son,
+    Who with the Father reign’st as one,
+    To guard and rule Thy Christendom
+    Through all the ages yet to come.
+
+    3. Take not Thy saving Word away,
+    Our souls’ true comfort, staff, and stay;
+    Abide with us and keep us free
+    From all false doctrines graciously.
+
+    4. O help us to forsake all sin,
+    A new and holier course begin;
+    From last year’s sins, Lord, hide Thy face,
+    In this new year grant us Thy grace,
+
+    5. That as true Christians we may live
+    Or die in peace that Thou wilt give,
+    To rise again when Thou shalt come,
+    And enter our eternal home.
+
+                                J. Steuerlein, 1588; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+174
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Now let us come before Him,
+    With songs and prayers adore Him,
+    Who to our life from heaven
+    All needed strength hath given.
+
+    2. The stream of years is flowing,
+    And we are onward going,
+    From old to new surviving,
+    And by His mercy thriving.
+
+    3. In woe we often languish
+    And pass through times of anguish,
+    Of wars and trepidation,
+    Alarming every nation.
+
+    4. A faithful mother keepeth
+    Guard while her infant sleepeth,
+    Its fear and grief assuaging
+    When angry storms are raging.
+
+    5. Thus God His children shieldeth
+    And full protection yieldeth;
+    When need and woe distress them,
+    His loving arms caress them.
+
+    6. In vain is all our doing;
+    The labor we’re pursuing
+    In our hands prospers never
+    Unless God watches ever.
+
+    7. Our song to Thee ascendeth,
+    Whose mercy never endeth;
+    Our thanks to Thee we render,
+    Who art our strong Defender.
+
+    8. O God of mercy, hear us;
+    Our Father, be Thou near us;
+    Mid crosses and in sadness
+    Be Thou our Fount of gladness.
+
+    9. To all that bow before Thee
+    And for Thy grace implore Thee,
+    O grant Thy benediction
+    And patience in affliction.
+
+    10. With richest blessings crown us.
+    In all our ways, Lord, own us;
+    Give grace, who grace bestowest
+    To all, e’en to the lowest.
+
+    11. To all forlorn be Father,
+    Thy erring children gather,
+    And of the poor and needy
+    Be Thou the Helper speedy.
+
+    12. Grant help to all afflicted;
+    And to the souls dejected,
+    By melancholy haunted,
+    May cheerful thoughts be granted!
+
+    13. O Lord, assistance lend us,
+    Thy Holy Spirit send us
+    That He may make us glorious
+    And lead to Thee victorious.
+
+    14. All this Thy hand bestoweth,
+    Thou Life, whence our life floweth;
+    To me and all believers
+    Grant, Lord, these New Year’s favors.
+
+                                  Paul Gerhardt, † 1676; J. Kelly, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST.
+
+
+175
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    The year begins with Thee,
+      And Thou begin’st with woe
+    To let the world of sinners see
+      That blood for sin must flow.
+
+    2. Thine infant cries, O Lord,
+      Thy tears upon the breast
+    Are not enough; the legal sword
+      Must do its stern behest.
+
+    3. Seemeth it strange to me
+      My own will to deny?
+    Seemeth it sad, my soul, to thee
+      Under the yoke to lie?
+
+    4. I look, and hold my peace:
+      The Giver of all good
+    E’en from His birth takes no release
+      From suffering, tears, and blood.
+
+    5. That I may reap in love,
+      Help me to sow in fear;
+    So life a winter’s morn may prove
+      To a bright endless year.
+
+                                                        J. Keble, 1827, a.
+
+
+176
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    The ancient Law departs,
+      And all its terrors cease;
+    For Jesus makes with faithful hearts
+      A covenant of peace.
+
+    2. The Light of light divine,
+      True brightness undefiled,
+    He bears for us the shame of sin,
+      A holy, spotless Child.
+
+    3. His infant body now
+      Begins our pain to feel;
+    Those precious drops of blood that flow
+      For death the victim seal.
+
+    4. To-day the name is Thine
+      At which we bend the knee.
+    They call Thee Jesus, Child Divine;
+      Our Jesus deign to be.
+
+    5. All praise, eternal Son,
+      For Thy redeeming love,
+    With Father, Spirit, ever one,
+      In glorious might above.
+
+                                                      Abbé Besnault, 1736.
+
+
+177
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O sacred day, when first was poured
+    The blood of our redeeming Lord!
+    O solemn day, when first began
+    His sufferings for sinful man!
+
+    2. Just born into this world of woe,
+    His blood for man was made to flow.
+    His future death was thus expressed;
+    Thus, too, His early love confessed.
+
+    3. From heaven descending to fulfil
+    The mandates of His Father’s will,
+    E’en now behold the Victim lie,
+    The Lamb of God, prepared to die.
+
+    4. Beneath the knife behold the Child,
+    The Innocent, the Undefiled;
+    For captives He the ransom pays,
+    For lawless man the Law obeys.
+
+    5. Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray,
+    Our fleshly natures purge away;
+    Thy name, Thy likeness, may we bear;
+    O stamp Thy holy image there.
+
+                                 Abbé Besnault, 1736; J. Chandler, tr., a.
+
+
+178
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Jesus! Name of wondrous love,
+    Name all other names above,
+    Unto which must every knee
+    Bow in deep humility.
+
+    2. Jesus! Name decreed of old,
+    To the maiden mother told,
+    Kneeling in her lowly cell,
+    By the angel Gabriel.
+
+    3. Jesus! Name of priceless worth
+    To the fallen sons of earth,
+    For the promise that it gave,—
+    “Jesus shall His people save.”
+
+    4. Jesus! Name of mercy mild,
+    Given to the holy Child
+    When the cup of human woe
+    First He tasted here below.
+
+    5. Jesus! Only name that’s given
+    Under all the mighty heaven
+    Whereby man, to sin enslaved,
+    Bursts his fetters and is saved.
+
+    6. Jesus! Name of wondrous love,
+    Human name of God above.
+    Pleading only this, we flee,
+    Helpless, O our God, to Thee.
+
+                                                       W. W. How, 1854, a.
+
+
+
+
+EPIPHANY.
+
+
+179
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    O Jesus, King of Glory!
+      Both David’s Lord and Son!
+    Thy realm endures forever,
+      In heaven is fixed Thy throne;
+    Help that in earth’s dominions,
+      Throughout from pole to pole,
+    Thy realm may spread salvation
+      To each benighted soul!
+
+    2. The Eastern sages, bringing
+      Their tribute-gifts to Thee,
+    Bear witness to Thy kingdom
+      And humbly bow the knee.
+    To Thee the star is pointing,
+      To Thee, Incarnate Word;
+    Hence joyously we hail Thee:
+      Our Savior and our Lord!
+
+    3. Thou art a mighty Monarch,
+      As by the Word we’re told,
+    Yet carest Thou but little
+      For earthly goods or gold;
+    On no proud steed Thou ridest,
+      Thou wear’st no jeweled crown,
+    Nor dwell’st in lordly castle,
+      But bearest scoff and frown.
+
+    4. Yet art Thou decked with beauty,
+      With rays of glorious light;
+    Thou ever teem’st with goodness,
+      And all Thy ways are right.
+    Vouchsafe to shield Thy people
+      With Thine almighty arm
+    That they may dwell in safety
+      From those who mean them harm.
+
+    5. Ah, look on me with pity,
+      Though I am weak and poor,
+    Admit me to Thy kingdom,
+      To dwell there, blest and sure!
+
+    I pray Thee, guide and keep me
+      Safe from my bitter foes,
+    From sin and death and Satan;
+      Free me from all my woes.
+
+    6. And bid Thy Word within me
+      Shine as the fairest star;
+    Keep sin and all false doctrine
+      Forever from me far.
+    Help me confess Thee truly
+      And with Thy Christendom
+    Here own Thee King and Savior
+      And in the world to come.
+
+                                                        Martin Behm, 1606.
+
+
+180
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    The Star proclaims the King is here;
+    But, Herod, why this senseless fear?
+    He takes no realms of earth away
+    Who gives the realms of heavenly day.
+
+    2. The wiser Magi see from far
+    And follow on His guiding star;
+    And led by light to light they press
+    And by their gifts their God confess.
+
+    3. Within the Jordan’s crystal flood
+    In meekness stands the Lamb of God
+    And, sinless, sanctifies the wave,
+    Mankind from sin to cleanse and save.
+
+    4. At Cana first His power is shown;
+    His might the blushing waters own
+    And, changing, as He speaks the word,
+    Flow wine, obedient to their Lord.
+
+    5. All glory, Jesus, be to Thee
+    For this Thy glad Epiphany;
+    Whom with the Father we adore
+    And Holy Ghost forevermore.
+
+          From the Latin of Sedulius, 5th cent.; J. N. Neale, tr. 1852, a.
+
+
+181
+
+                                                            11, 10, 11, 10
+
+    Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,
+      Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid;
+    Star of the East, the horizon adorning,
+      Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
+
+    2. Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining;
+      Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall:
+    Angels adore Him in slumber reclining,
+      Maker and Monarch and Savior of all!
+
+    3. Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,
+      Odors of Edom and offerings divine,
+    Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean,
+      Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?
+
+    4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation;
+      Vainly with gifts would His favor secure.
+    Richer by far is the heart’s adoration;
+      Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
+
+    5. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,
+      Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid;
+    Star of the East, the horizon adorning,
+      Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
+
+                                                     Reginald Heber, 1811.
+
+
+182
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Hail, Thou Source of every blessing,
+      Sovereign Father of mankind!
+    Gentiles now, Thy grace possessing,
+      In Thy courts admission find.
+    Grateful now we fall before Thee,
+      In Thy Church obtain a place;
+    Now by faith behold Thy glory,
+      Praise Thy truth, adore Thy grace.
+
+    2. Once far off, but now invited,
+      We approach Thy sacred throne;
+    In Thy covenant united,
+      Reconciled, redeemed, made one.
+    Now revealed to Eastern sages,
+      See the star of mercy shine;
+    Mystery hid in former ages,
+      Mystery great of love divine.
+
+    3. Hail, Thou all-inviting Savior!
+      Gentiles now their offerings bring;
+    In Thy temple seek Thy favor.
+      Jesus Christ, our Lord and King.
+    May we, body, soul, and spirit,
+      Live devoted to Thy praise,
+    Glorious realms of bliss inherit,
+      Grateful anthems ever raise!
+
+                                                         Basil Wood, 1813.
+
+
+183
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    As with gladness men of old
+    Did the guiding star behold,
+    As with joy they hailed its light,
+    Leading onward, beaming bright,
+    So, most gracious Lord, may we
+    Evermore be led by Thee.
+
+    2. As with joyful steps they sped
+    To that lowly manger-bed.
+    There to bend the knee before
+    Him whom heaven and earth adore,
+    So may we with willing feet
+    Ever seek Thy mercy-seat.
+
+    3. As they offered gifts most rare
+    At that manger rude and bare,
+    So may we with holy joy,
+    Pure and free from sin’s alloy,
+    All our costliest treasures bring,
+    Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King.
+
+    4. Holy Jesus, every day
+    Keep us in the narrow way;
+    And when earthly things are past,
+    Bring our ransomed souls at last
+    Where they need no star to guide,
+    Where no clouds Thy glory hide.
+
+    5. In the heavenly country bright
+    Need they no created light;
+    Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown,
+    Thou its Sun which goes not down;
+    There forever may we sing
+    Alleluias to our King!
+
+                                                          W. C. Dix, 1860.
+
+
+184
+
+                                                                    7s 8 l
+
+    Songs of thankfulness and praise,
+    Jesus, Lord, to Thee we raise,
+    Manifested by the star
+    To the sages from afar,
+    Branch of royal David’s stem,
+    In Thy birth at Bethlehem.
+    Anthems be to Thee addressed,
+    God in man made manifest.
+
+    2. Manifest at Jordan’s stream,
+    Prophet, Priest, and King supreme,
+    And at Cana, wedding-guest,
+    In Thy Godhead manifest;
+    Manifest in power divine,
+    Changing water into wine.
+    Anthems be to Thee addressed,
+    God in man made manifest.
+
+    3. Manifest in making whole
+    Palsied limbs and fainting soul;
+    Manifest in valiant fight,
+    Quelling all the devil’s might;
+    Manifest in gracious will,
+    Ever bringing good from ill.
+    Anthems be to Thee addressed,
+    God in man made manifest.
+
+    4. Sun and moon shall darkened be,
+    Stars shall fall, the heavens shall flee;
+    Christ will then like lightning shine,
+    All will see His glorious sign;
+    All will then the trumpet hear,
+    All will see the Judge appear;
+    Thou by all wilt be confessed,
+    God in man made manifest.
+
+    5. Grant us grace to see Thee, Lord,
+    Present in Thy holy Word;
+    May we imitate Thee now
+    And be pure as pure art Thou,
+    That we like to Thee may be
+    At Thy great Epiphany
+    And may praise Thee, ever blest,
+    God in man made manifest.
+
+                                                      C. Wordsworth, 1862.
+
+
+
+
+PRESENTATION OF CHRIST.
+
+
+185
+
+                                                          8, 5, 8, 4, 7, 7
+
+    In peace and joy I now depart
+        At God’s disposing;
+    For full of comfort is my heart,
+        Soft reposing.
+    So the Lord hath promised me,
+      And death is but a slumber.
+
+    2. ’Tis Christ that wrought this work for me.
+        The faithful Savior,
+    Whom Thou hast made mine eyes to see
+        By Thy favor.
+    Now I know He is my Life,
+      My Help in need and dying.
+
+    3. Him Thou hast unto all set forth
+        Their great Salvation,
+    And to His kingdom called the earth,
+        Every nation,
+    By Thy dear and wholesome Word,
+      In every place resounding.
+
+    4. He is the Hope and saving Light
+        Of lands benighted;
+    By Him are they who dwelt in night
+        Fed and lighted;
+    He is Israel’s Praise and Bliss,
+      Their Joy, Reward, and Glory.
+
+                                 Martin Luther, 1524; L. W. Bacon, tr., a.
+
+
+186
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    In His Temple now behold Him,
+      See the long-expected Lord;
+    Ancient prophets had foretold Him,
+      God has now fulfilled His word.
+    Now to praise Him, His redeemed
+      Shall break forth with one accord.
+
+    2. In the arms of her who bore Him,
+      Virgin pure, behold Him lie,
+    While His aged saints adore Him
+      Ere in faith and hope they die.
+    Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
+      Lo, th’ incarnate God most high.
+
+    3. Jesus, by Thy presentation,
+      Thou, who didst for us endure,
+    Make us see our great salvation,
+      Seal us with Thy promise sure,
+    And present us in Thy glory
+      To Thy Father, cleansed and pure.
+
+                                                          H. J. Pye, 1853.
+
+
+187
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    Angels, from the realms of glory,
+      Wing your flight o’er all the earth;
+    Ye who sang creation’s story,
+      Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:
+        Come and worship,
+        Come and worship;
+    Worship Christ, the new-born King.
+
+    2. Shepherds, in the fields abiding,
+      Watching o’er your flocks by night,
+    God with man is now residing,
+      Yonder shines the heav’nly Light:
+        Come and worship,
+        Come and worship;
+    Worship Christ, the new-born King.
+
+    3. Sages, leave your contemplations;
+      Brighter visions beam afar;
+    Seek the great Desire of nations,
+      Ye have seen His natal star:
+        Come and worship,
+        Come and worship;
+    Worship Christ, the new-born King.
+
+    4. Saints, before the altar bending,
+      Watching long in hope and fear,
+    Suddenly the Lord descending,
+      In His temple shall appear:
+        Come and worship,
+        Come and worship;
+    Worship Christ, the new-born King.
+
+                                                James Montgomery, 1816, a.
+
+
+188
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O dearest Jesus, Thee I pray:
+    Within my heart now make Thy stay,
+    That I, like Simeon of old,
+    By faith may gladly Thee enfold.
+
+    2. Thou art my Life and Happiness,
+    Whom God hath sent my soul to bless;
+    O cleanse and purify my heart
+    That from Thy paths I ne’er depart.
+
+    3. Lord, with Thy light show me the way
+    That never I may go astray;
+    Ward off all sorrow and despair
+    And let me be Thine own fore’er.
+
+    4. Lift up Thy face upon me, Lord,
+    In life and death Thy help afford;
+    Then I’ll depart most cheerfully
+    This life whene’er it pleaseth Thee.
+
+                                          John Mylius, 1596; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+189
+
+                                              8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 (Iambic)
+
+    Thank God! my Jesus cleanseth me
+      From all sins I committed;
+    He paid my debt and set me free,
+      I, therefore, am acquitted
+    Of sin’s and Satan’s bondage fell.
+    My faith now laughs at death and hell,
+      Because my life is Jesus.
+
+    2. Why should I grieve? He who fulfilled
+      The Law, thus to release us,
+    He who His Father’s wrath has stilled
+      By His own death, this Jesus
+    Still liveth, and all that He hath
+    He giveth unto me through faith;
+      Is there a greater treasure?
+
+    3. Because my Jesus cleanseth me
+      From sin by His own merit,
+    I am from pain and fear set free,
+      Death cannot daunt my spirit;
+    I trust in Jesus’ righteousness,
+    His innocence and blessedness
+      Are now my life and treasure.
+
+    4. Now I, like Simeon, can end
+      My life in peace and gladness,
+    And to my God I can commend
+      My spirit without sadness;
+    For when my weary eyes I close,
+    My death becomes a sweet repose,
+      I see the joys of heaven.
+
+    5. How happy, therefore, shall I be
+      When life’s frail thread is broken;
+    When holy angels carry me
+      To joys that ne’er were spoken;
+    When I behold Him face to face,
+    When I have gained that blessed place,
+      Prepared for me by Jesus.
+
+    6. Lord, grant that e’er prepared I be,
+      That naught from Thee me sever.
+    And when I die, let me with Thee
+      In glory live forever;
+    Come quickly to deliver me,
+    Lord, by Thy death and agony.
+      Yea, come, Lord Jesus! Amen.
+
+                                          J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+190
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Light of the Gentile nations,
+      Thy people’s Joy and Love!
+    Drawn by Thy Spirit hither,
+      We gladly come to prove
+    Thy presence in Thy temple
+      And seek with earnest mind,
+    As Simeon once had waited
+      His Savior God to find.
+
+    2. Yea, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee,
+      E’en now, in every place
+    Where Thy true Word hath promised
+      That they should see Thy face.
+    Thou yet wilt gladly grant us,
+      Who gather round Thee here,
+    In faith’s strong arms to bear Thee,
+      As did that aged seer.
+
+    3. Be Thou our Joy, our Brightness,
+      That shines mid pain and loss,
+    Our Sun in times of terror,
+      The Glory round our cross;
+    A Glow in sinking spirits,
+      A Sunbeam in distress,
+    Physician, Friend, in sickness;
+      In death, our Happiness.
+
+    4. Let us, O Lord, be faithful
+      Like Simeon to the end,
+    So that his dying anthem
+      May from our hearts ascend:
+    “O Lord, now let Thy servant
+      Depart in peace, I pray,
+    Since I have seen my Savior,
+      Have here beheld His day.”
+
+    5. My Savior, I behold Thee
+      Now with the eye of faith;
+    No foe of Thee can rob me,
+      Though bitter words he saith.
+    Within Thy heart abiding,
+      As Thou dost dwell in me,
+    No pain, no death, has terrors
+      To part my soul from Thee.
+
+    6. Lord, here on earth Thou seemest
+      At times to frown on me,
+    And through my tears I often
+      Can scarce distinguish Thee;
+    But in the heavenly mansions
+      Shall nothing dim my sight,
+    And I shall see forever
+      Thine always glorious light.
+
+                                    J. Franck, 1674; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+PASSION OF CHRIST.
+
+
+GENERAL.
+
+
+191
+
+                                              8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    A lamb goes uncomplaining forth,
+      The guilt of all men bearing;
+    ’Tis laden with the sin of earth,
+      None else the burden sharing;
+    It goes its way, grows weak and faint,
+    To slaughter led without complaint,
+      Its spotless life to offer;
+    Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death,
+    Anguish and mockery, and saith,
+      “Willing all this I suffer.”
+
+    2. This Lamb is Christ, the soul’s great Friend
+      And everlasting Savior;
+    Him, Him God chose sin’s reign to end
+      And bring us to His favor.
+    “Go forth, My Son!” He said, “and bail
+    The children who are doomed to hell
+      But for Thine intercession.
+    The punishment is great, and dread
+    The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed
+      And save them from perdition.”
+
+    3. “Yea, Father, yea, most willingly
+      I’ll bear what Thou commandest;
+    My will conforms to Thy decree,
+      I do what Thou demandest.”
+    O wondrous Love, what hast Thou done!
+    The Father offers up His Son,
+      The Son, content, descendeth!
+    O Love, O Love, how strong art Thou!
+    In shroud and grave Thou lay’st Him low
+      Whose word the mountains rendeth.
+
+    4. Thou lay’st Him, Love, upon the cross,
+      With nails and spear Him bruising;
+    Thou slay’st Him as a lamb, His loss
+      From soul and body oozing;
+    From body ’tis the crimson flood
+    Of precious sacrificial blood;
+      From soul, the strength of anguish.
+    My gain it is; sweet Lamb to Thee
+    What can I give, whose love to me
+      For me doth make Thee languish?
+
+    5. Lord, all my life I’ll cleave to Thee,
+      Thy love fore’er beholding,
+    Thee ever, as Thou ever me,
+      With loving arms enfolding.
+    Yea, Thou shalt be my Beacon-light
+    To guide me safe through death’s dark night
+      And cheer my heart in sorrow.
+    Henceforth myself and all that’s mine
+    To Thee, my Savior, I consign,
+      From whom all things I borrow.
+
+    6. From morn till eve my theme shall be
+      Thy mercy’s wondrous measure;
+    To sacrifice myself to Thee,
+      My foremost aim and pleasure.
+    My stream of life shall flow for Thee,
+    Its steadfast current ceaselessly
+      In praise to Thee outpouring;
+    And all that Thou hast done for me
+    I’ll treasure in my memory,
+      Thy gracious love adoring.
+
+    7. Enlarge, shrine of my heart, and swell,
+      To thee shall now be given
+    A treasure that doth far excel
+      The worth of earth and heaven.
+    Away with the Arabian gold,
+    With treasures of an earthly mold!
+      I’ve found a better jewel.
+    My priceless treasure, Lord, my God,
+    Is Thy most holy, precious blood,
+      Which flowed from wounds so cruel.
+
+    8. This treasure ever I’ll employ,
+      This every aid shall yield me;
+    In sorrow it shall be my joy,
+      In conflict it shall shield me;
+    In joy, the music of my feast,
+    And when all else has lost its zest,
+      This manna still shall feed me;
+    In thirst my drink; in want my food;
+    My company in solitude,
+      To comfort and to lead me.
+
+    9. Death’s poison cannot harm me now,
+      Thy blood new life bestoweth;
+    My Shadow from the heat art Thou,
+      When noonday’s sunlight gloweth.
+    When I’m by inward grief opprest,
+    On Thee my weary soul shall rest,
+      As sick men on their pillows.
+    Thou art my Anchor, when by woe
+    My bark is driven to and fro
+      On trouble’s restless billows.
+
+    10. And when Thy glory I shall see
+      And taste Thy kingdom’s pleasure,
+    Thy blood my royal robe shall be
+      And joy beyond all measure;
+    It then shall be my glorious crown,
+    Thus I’ll appear before the throne
+      Of God and need not hide me;
+    And shall, by Him to Thee betrothed,
+    By Thee in bridal garments clothed,
+      Stand as a bride beside Thee.
+
+                                                      Paul Gerhardt, 1653.
+
+
+192
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Jesus, I will ponder now
+      On Thy holy Passion;
+    With Thy Spirit me endow
+      For such meditation.
+    Grant that I in love and faith
+      May the image cherish
+    Of Thy suffering, pain, and death,
+      That I may not perish.
+
+    2. Make me see Thy great distress,
+      Anguish, and affliction,
+    Bonds and stripes and wretchedness
+      And Thy crucifixion;
+    Make me see how scourge and rod,
+      Spear and nails did wound Thee,
+    How for man Thou diedst, O God,
+      Who with thorns had crowned Thee.
+
+    3. Yet, O Lord, not thus alone
+      Make me see Thy Passion,
+    But its cause to me make known
+      And its termination.
+    Ah! I also and my sin
+      Wrought Thy deep affliction;
+    This the cause alone hath been
+      Of Thy crucifixion.
+
+    4. Grant that I Thy Passion view
+      With repentant grieving
+    Nor Thee crucify anew
+      By unholy living.
+    How could I refuse to shun
+      Every sinful pleasure
+    Since for me God’s only Son
+      Suffered without measure?
+
+    5. If my sins give me alarm
+      And my conscience grieve me,
+    Let Thy cross my fear disarm,
+      Peace of conscience give me.
+    Grant that I may trust in Thee
+      And Thy holy Passion.
+    If His Son so loveth me,
+      God must have compassion.
+
+    6. Grant that I may willingly
+      Bear with Thee my crosses,
+    Learning humbleness of Thee,
+      Peace mid pain and losses.
+    May I give Thee love for love.
+      Hear me, O my Savior,
+    That I may in heaven above
+      Sing Thy praise forever.
+
+                                   Sigmund von Birken, 1653; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+193
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give,
+    Who diedst for us that we might live
+    And through Thy holy, precious blood
+    Hast made us righteous before God.
+
+    2. We pray Thee, O true God and Man,
+    Who wast for our offenses slain:
+    Save us from everlasting death
+    And cheer us when we yield our breath.
+
+    3. Defend us, Lord, from sin and shame;
+    Help us by Thine almighty name
+    To bear our crosses patiently,
+    To trust in Thy great agony,
+
+    4. And thence the full assurance gain
+    That Thou wilt e’er our Friend remain
+    And not forsake us in our strife
+    Until we enter into life.
+
+                                  Chr. Fischer, c. 1568; A. Crull, tr., a.
+
+
+194
+
+                                                    8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
+
+    Jesus, grant that balm and healing
+      In Thy holy wounds I find,
+    Every hour that I am feeling
+      Pains of body and of mind.
+    Should some evil thought upstart,
+    Let Thy cross defend my heart,
+    Show the peril and from sinning
+    Keep me ere its first beginning.
+
+    2. Should some lust or sharp temptation
+      Prove too strong for flesh and blood,
+    Let me think upon Thy Passion,
+      And the breach is soon made good.
+    Or should Satan make his way
+    To my heart, O let me say:
+    “Jesus Christ for me was wounded,”
+    And the Tempter flees confounded.
+
+    3. If the world my heart entices
+      On the broad and easy road,
+    Filled with mirth and pleasant vices,
+      Let me think upon the load
+    Thou didst once for me endure,
+    That I flee all thoughts impure,
+    Banishing each wild emotion,
+    Calm and blest in my devotion.
+
+    4. Yes, whate’er may pain or grieve me,
+      Let Thy wounds, Lord, make me whole.
+    When I’m faint, let them revive me,
+      Granting new life to my soul.
+    May Thy comfort render sweet
+    Every bitter cup I meet,
+    Thou, who by Thy death and Passion
+    Hast procured my soul’s salvation!
+
+    5. O my God, my Rock and Tower!
+      Grant that in Thy death I trust,
+    Knowing Death has lost his power
+      Since Thou trod’st him in the dust.
+    Savior, let Thine agony
+    Ever help and comfort me;
+    Let Thy death be my protection,
+    Safety, life, and resurrection.
+
+    6. Jesus, grant that balm and healing
+      In Thy holy wounds I find,
+    Every hour that I am feeling
+      Pains of body and of mind;
+    And when I this world must leave,
+    Grant that, Lord, to Thee I cleave,
+    In Thy wounds find consolation,
+    And obtain my soul’s salvation.
+
+                                                     J. Heermann, 1644, a.
+
+
+195
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light,
+    My Strength by day, my Trust by night,
+    On earth I’m but a passing guest
+    And sorely with my sins opprest.
+
+    2. Far off I see my fatherland,
+    Where through Thy blood I hope to stand.
+    But ere I reach that Paradise,
+    A weary way before me lies.
+
+    3. My heart sinks at the journey’s length,
+    My wasted flesh has little strength,
+    My soul alone still cries in me:
+    “Lord, take me home, take me to Thee!”
+
+    4. O let Thy sufferings give me power
+    To meet the last and darkest hour;
+    Thy sweat refresh and comfort me,
+    Thy bonds and fetters make me free!
+
+    5. The blows and stripes that fell on Thee
+    Heal up the wounds of sin in me;
+    Thy crown of thorns, Thy foes’ mad spite,
+    Let be my glory and delight.
+
+    6. That thirst and bitter draught of Thine
+    Cause me to bear with patience mine;
+    Thy piercing cry uphold my soul
+    When floods of anguish o’er me roll.
+
+    7. O let Thy holy wounds for me
+    Clefts in the rock forever be
+    Where as a dove my soul can hide
+    And safe from Satan’s rage abide.
+
+    8. And when my lips grow white and chill,
+    Thy Spirit cry within me still
+    And help my soul Thy heaven to find
+    When these poor eyes grow dark and blind.
+
+    9. And when my spirit flies away,
+    Thy dying words shall be my stay.
+    Let me depart with peaceful brow
+    When I in death my head shall bow.
+
+    10. Thy cross shall be my staff in life,
+    Thy holy grave my rest from strife;
+    The winding-sheet that covered Thee,
+    Oh, let it be a shroud for me!
+
+    11. Lord, in Thy nail-prints let me read
+    That Thou to save me hast decreed,
+    And grant that in Thy opened side
+    My troubled soul may ever hide.
+
+    12. Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just,
+    I take my homeward way in trust.
+    The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide
+    When here I may no more abide.
+
+    13. And when the last Great Day shall come
+    And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom,
+    Let me with joy behold the light
+    And set me then upon Thy right.
+
+    14. Renew this wasted flesh of mine
+    That like the sun it there may shine
+    Among the angels pure and bright,
+    Yea, like Thyself in glorious light.
+
+    15. Ah, then I’ll have my heart’s desire,
+    When, singing with the angels’ choir,
+    Among the ransomed of Thy grace,
+    Forever I’ll behold Thy face!
+
+                                                        Martin Behm, 1603.
+
+
+196
+
+                                                    8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7
+
+    Christ, the Life of all the living,
+      Christ, the Death of death, our foe,
+    Who, Thyself for me once giving
+      To the darkest depths of woe,
+    Madest reconciliation
+    And hast saved me from damnation:
+      Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,
+      Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.
+
+    2. Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee
+      Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod;
+    Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee,
+      O Thou sinless Son of God!
+    Thus didst Thou my soul deliver
+    From the bonds of sin forever.
+      Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,
+      Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.
+
+    3. Thou hast borne the smiting only
+      That my wounds might all be whole;
+    Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely,
+      Rest to give my weary soul;
+    Yea, the curse of God enduring,
+    Blessing unto me securing.
+      Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,
+      Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.
+
+    4. Heartless scoffers did surround Thee,
+      Treating Thee with cruel scorn,
+    And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee;
+      All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne
+    That as Thine Thou mightest own me
+    And with heavenly glory crown me.
+      Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,
+      Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.
+
+    5. Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee
+      That from pain I might be free;
+    Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee—
+      Thence I gain security;
+    Comfortless once Thou didst languish
+    Me to comfort in my anguish.
+      Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,
+      Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.
+
+    6. Thou hast suffered great affliction
+      And hast borne it patiently,
+    Even death by crucifixion,
+      Fully to atone for me;
+    Thou didst choose to be tormented
+    That my doom should be prevented.
+      Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,
+      Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.
+
+                                                      E. C. Homburg, 1659.
+
+
+197
+
+                                                       7, 6, 7, 6, 8, 7, 6
+
+    When o’er my sins I sorrow,
+      Lord, I will look to Thee
+    And hence my comfort borrow
+      That Thou wast slain for me;
+    Yea, Lord, Thy precious blood was spilt
+      For me, O most unworthy,
+    To take away my guilt.
+
+    2. Oh, what a marvelous offering!
+      Behold! the Master spares
+    His servants, and their suffering
+      And grief for them He bears.
+    God stoopeth from His throne on high;
+      For me, His guilty creature,
+    He deigns as man to die.
+
+    3. My manifold transgression
+      Henceforth can harm me none,
+    Since Jesus’ bloody Passion
+      For me God’s grace hath won.
+    His precious blood my debts hath paid;
+      Of hell and all its torments
+    I am no more afraid.
+
+    4. Therefore I will forever
+      Give glory unto Thee,
+    O Jesus, loving Savior,
+      For what Thou didst for me.
+    I’ll spend my breath in songs of thanks
+      For Thy sad cry, Thy sufferings,
+    Thy wrongs, Thy guiltless death.
+
+    5. Lord, let Thy woes, Thy patience,
+      My heart with strength inspire
+    To vanquish all temptations
+      And spurn all base desire.
+    This thought I fain would cherish most—
+      What pain my soul’s redemption
+    Hath Thee, O Savior, cost.
+
+    6. Whate’er may be the burden,
+      The cross here on me laid,
+    Be shame or want my guerdon,
+      I’ll bear it with Thine aid.
+    Give patience, give me strength to take
+      Thee for my bright example
+    And all the world forsake.
+
+    7. And let me do to others
+      As Thou hast done to me:
+    Love all men as my brothers
+      And serve them willingly,
+    With ready heart, nor seek my own,
+      But as Thou, Lord, hast helped us,
+    From purest love alone.
+
+                                  J. Gesenius, 1646; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+198
+
+                                                             11, 11, 11, 5
+
+    Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken
+    That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken?
+    Of what great crime hast Thou to make confession,
+    Of what transgression?
+
+    2. They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, they scourge Thee;
+    With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee;
+    They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry Thee;
+    They crucify Thee.
+
+    3. Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish?
+    It is my sins for which Thou, Lord, must languish;
+    Yea, all the wrath, the woe Thou dost inherit,
+    ’Tis I do merit.
+
+    4. What strangest punishment is suffered yonder?
+    The Shepherd dies for sheep that love to wander;
+    The Master pays the debt His servants owe Him,
+    Who would not own Him.
+
+    5. The sinless Son of God must die in sadness;
+    The sinful child of man may live in gladness;
+    Man forfeited his life and is acquitted,—
+    God is committed.
+
+    6. There was no spot in me by sin untainted;
+    Sick with sin’s poison, all my heart had fainted;
+    My heavy guilt to hell had well-nigh brought me,
+    Such woe it wrought me.
+
+    7. O wondrous love, whose depth no heart hath sounded,
+    That brought Thee here, by foes and thieves surrounded!
+    All worldly pleasures, heedless, I was trying
+    While Thou wert dying.
+
+    8. O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory!
+    How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous story?
+    How shall I find some worthy gifts to proffer?
+    What dare I offer?
+
+    9. For vainly doth our human wisdom ponder
+    Thy woes; Thy mercy still transcends our wonder.
+    Oh, how should I do aught that could delight Thee!
+    Can I requite Thee?
+
+    10. Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee;
+    I will renounce whate’er doth vex or grieve Thee
+    And quench with thoughts of Thee and prayers most lowly
+    All fires unholy.
+
+    11. But since my own strength never will suffice me
+    To crucify desires that still entice me,
+    To all good deeds, oh, let Thy Spirit win me
+    And reign within me!
+
+    12. I think upon Thy mercy without ceasing,
+    That earth’s vain joys to me no more be pleasing;
+    To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor
+    Henceforth forever.
+
+    13. Whate’er of earthly good this life may grant me
+    I’ll risk for Thee; no shame, no cross, shall daunt me;
+    I shall not fear what man can do to harm me
+    Nor death alarm me.
+
+    14. But, worthless is my sacrifice, I own it;
+    Yet, Lord, for love’s sake Thou wilt not disown it;
+    Thou wilt accept my gift in Thy great meekness
+    Nor shame my weakness.
+
+    15. And when, dear Lord, before Thy throne in heaven
+    To me the crown of joy at last is given,
+    Where sweetest hymns Thy saints forever raise Thee,
+    I, too, shall praise Thee.
+
+                                   From the Latin of Anselm of Canterbury;
+                                J. Heermann, † 1647. C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+199
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    Go to dark Gethsemane,
+      Ye that feel the Tempter’s power;
+    Your Redeemer’s conflict see,
+      Watch with Him one bitter hour;
+    Turn not from His griefs away,
+    Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
+
+    2. Follow to the judgment-hall,
+      View the Lord of life arraigned;
+    Oh, the wormwood and the gall!
+      Oh, the pangs His soul sustained!
+    Shun not suffering, shame, or loss;
+    Learn of Him to bear the cross.
+
+    3. Calvary’s mournful mountain climb;
+      There, adoring at His feet,
+    Mark that miracle of time,
+      God’s own sacrifice complete.
+    “It is finished!” hear Him cry;
+    Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
+
+    4. Early hasten to the tomb
+      Where they laid His breathless clay;
+    All is solitude and gloom,—
+      Who hath taken Him away?
+    Christ is risen! He meets our eyes.
+    Savior, teach us so to rise.
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1825.
+
+
+200
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    There is a fountain filled with blood,
+      Drawn from Immanuel’s veins,
+    And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
+      Lose all their guilty stains.
+
+    2. The dying thief rejoiced to see
+      That fountain in his day;
+    And there have I, as vile as he,
+      Washed all my sins away.
+
+    3. Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
+      Shall never lose its power
+    Till all the ransomed Church of God
+      Be saved to sin no more.
+
+    4. E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream
+      Thy flowing wounds supply,
+    Redeeming love has been my theme
+      And shall be till I die.
+
+    5. Then in a nobler, sweeter song
+      I’ll sing Thy power to save,
+    When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
+      Lies silent in the grave.
+
+                                                          W. Cowper, 1771.
+
+
+201
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    O bleeding Head, and wounded,
+      And full of pain and scorn,
+    In mockery surrounded
+      With cruel crown of thorn!
+    O Head, once crowned with glory
+      And heavenly majesty,
+    But now despised and gory;
+      Yet here I welcome Thee!
+
+    2. Men spit upon and jeer Thee,
+      Thou noble countenance,
+    Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee
+      And flee before Thy glance.
+    How art Thou pale with anguish,
+      With sore abuse and scorn!
+    How does Thy visage languish
+      Which once was bright as morn!
+
+    3. Now from Thy cheeks has vanished
+      Their color once so fair;
+    From Thy red lips is banished
+      The splendor that was there.
+    Pale Death, with cruel rigor,
+      Bereaveth Thee of life;
+    Thus losest Thou Thy vigor
+      And strength in this sad strife.
+
+    4. My burden, in Thy Passion,
+      Lord, Thou hast borne for me,
+    For it was my transgression
+      Which brought this woe on Thee.
+    I cast me down before Thee,
+      Wrath were my rightful lot;
+    Have mercy, I implore Thee,
+      Redeemer, spurn me not!
+
+    5. My Shepherd, now receive me!
+      My Guardian, own me Thine!
+    Great blessings Thou didst give me,
+      O Source of gifts divine!
+    Thy lips have often fed me
+      With milk and sweetest food;
+    Thy Spirit oft has led me
+      To stores of heavenly good.
+
+    6. Here I will stand beside Thee,
+      From Thee I will not part;
+    O Savior, do not chide me!
+      When breaks Thy loving heart,
+    When soul and body languish
+      In death’s last fatal grasp,
+    Then, in Thy deepest anguish,
+      Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp.
+
+    7. Naught ever so much blesses,
+      So much rejoices me,
+    As when in Thy distresses
+      I take a part with Thee.
+    All, well for me if lying
+      Here at Thy feet, my Life,
+    I, too, with Thee were dying
+      And thus might end my strife!
+
+    8. Thanks from my heart I offer
+      Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend,
+    For all that Thou didst suffer;
+      My good didst Thou intend.
+    Ah! grant that I may ever
+      To Thy truth faithful be;
+    When soul and body sever,
+      May I be found in Thee!
+
+    9. When hence I must betake me,
+      Lord, do not Thou depart!
+    O nevermore forsake me
+      When death is at my heart!
+    When soul and body languish,
+      O leave me not alone,
+    But take away mine anguish
+      By virtue of Thine own!
+
+    10. Be Thou my Consolation
+      And Shield when I must die;
+    Remind me of Thy Passion
+      When my last hour draws nigh.
+    Mine eyes shall then behold Thee,
+      Upon Thy cross shall dwell,
+    My heart by faith enfold Thee.
+      Who dieth thus dies well!
+
+              From the Latin of Bernard of Clairvaux; Paul Gerhardt, 1652.
+
+
+202
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Enslaved by sin and bound in chains,
+      Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway,
+    And doomed to everlasting pains,
+      We wretched, guilty captives lay.
+
+    2. Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace,
+      Nor all the world’s collected store
+    Suffice to purchase our release;
+      A thousand worlds were all too poor.
+
+    3. Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God,
+      An all-sufficient ransom paid.
+    O matchless price! His precious blood
+      For vile, rebellious traitors shed.
+
+    4. Jesus the sacrifice became
+      To rescue guilty souls from hell;
+    The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb
+      Beneath avenging Justice fell.
+
+    5. Amazing goodness! love divine!
+      O may our grateful hearts adore
+    The matchless grace; nor yield to sin,
+      Nor wear its cruel fetters more!
+
+                                                      Anne Steele, † 1778.
+
+
+GOOD FRIDAY.
+
+
+203
+
+                                                       7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8
+
+    O Lamb of God most holy,
+      Upon the cursed tree slain;
+    E’er patient, meek, and lowly,
+      Though heaped with hate and disdain.
+    All sins Thou borest for us,
+    Else had despair reigned o’er us,
+      Have mercy on us, O Jesus!
+
+    2. O Lamb of God, most holy,
+      Upon the cursed tree slain;
+    E’er patient, meek, and lowly,
+      Though heaped with hate and disdain.
+    All sins Thou borest for us,
+    Else had despair reigned o’er us,
+      Have mercy on us, O Jesus!
+
+    3. O Lamb of God, most holy,
+      Upon the cursed tree slain;
+    E’er patient, meek, and lowly,
+      Though heaped with hate and disdain.
+    All sins Thou borest for us,
+    Else had despair reigned o’er us,
+      Thy peace be with us, O Jesus!
+
+                                    N. Decius, 1526; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+204
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    When I survey the wondrous cross
+      On which the Prince of Glory died,
+    My richest gain I count but loss
+      And pour contempt on all my pride.
+
+    2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast
+      Save in the death of Christ, my God;
+    All the vain things that charm me most,
+      I sacrifice them to His blood.
+
+    3. See, from His head, His hands, His feet,
+      Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
+    Did e’er such love and sorrow meet
+      Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
+
+    4. Were the whole realm of nature mine,
+      That were a tribute far too small;
+    Love so amazing, so divine,
+      Demands my soul, my life, my all.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, 1707, a.
+
+
+205
+
+                                                          7, 7, 6, 7, 7, 8
+
+    See, world, thy Life assailèd,
+    On the accursed tree nailèd;
+      Thy Savior sinks in death!
+    The mighty Prince from heaven
+    Himself hath freely given
+      To shame and blows and cruel wrath.
+
+    2. Come hither now and ponder,
+    ’Twill fill thy soul with wonder,
+      Blood streams from every pore.
+    Through grief whose depth none knoweth,
+    From His great heart there floweth
+      Sigh after sigh of anguish o’er.
+
+    3. Who is it that afflicts Thee?
+    My Savior, what dejects Thee
+      And causeth all Thy woe?
+    Sin Thou committedst never,
+    As we and our seed ever,
+      Of deeds of evil naught dost know.
+
+    4. I, many times transgressing,
+    In number far surpassing
+      The sand upon the coast,
+    I thus the cause have given
+    That Thou with grief art riven
+      And with afflictions’ scourging host.
+
+    5. I’ve done it, and deliver
+    Me hand and foot forever
+      Thou justly might’st to hell.
+    The mocking to Thee offered,
+    The scourging Thou hast suffered,
+      My soul it was deserved it well.
+
+    6. The load Thou takest on Thee,
+    That pressed so sorely on me
+      Than stone more heavily.
+    A curse, Lord, Thou becamest,
+    Thus blessings for me claimest;
+      Thy pain must all my comfort be.
+
+    7. Not death itself Thou fearest,
+    As Surety Thou appearest
+      For all my debts and me.
+    For me Thy brow is crownèd
+    With thorns, and Thou’rt disownèd
+      By men and bear’st all patiently.
+
+    8. Into death’s jaws Thou springest,
+    Deliverance to me bringest
+      From such a monster dire.
+    My death away Thou takest,
+    Thy grave its grave Thou makest;
+      O love, O unexampled fire!
+
+    9. I’m bound, my Savior, ever
+    By ties most sacred never
+      Thy service to forsake;
+    With soul and body ever,
+    With all my powers t’ endeavor,
+      In praise and service joy to take.
+
+    10. Not much can I be giving
+    In this poor life I’m living,
+      But one thing do I say:
+    Thy death and sorrows ever,
+    Till soul from body sever,
+      My heart remember shall for aye.
+
+    11. Before mine eyes I’ll place them
+    And joyfully embrace them,
+      Wherever I may be;
+    They’ll be a glass revealing
+    Pure innocence and sealing
+      Love and unfeigned sincerity.
+
+    12. Of sin, how great the danger;
+    How it excites God’s anger;
+      How doth His vengeance burn;
+    How sternly He chastiseth;
+    How His wrath’s flood ariseth:—
+      Shall I from all Thy suff’rings learn.
+
+    13. From them shall I be learning
+    How I may be adorning
+      My heart with quietness,
+    And how I still should love them
+    Whose malice aye doth move them
+      To grieve me by their wickedness.
+
+    14. When tongues of bad men grieve me,
+    Of peace and name deprive me,
+      My restive heart I’ll still,
+    Their evil deeds enduring,
+    Of pardon free assuring
+      My neighbor for his every ill.
+
+    15. Upon the cross I’ll nail me
+    With Thee; when sins assail me
+      Thou shalt my Refuge be.
+    Forsaking sins that grieve Thee,
+    Lord, let me never leave Thee,
+      And let me find my strength in Thee.
+
+    16. Thy groaning and Thy sighing,
+    Thy thousand tears and crying,
+      That once were heard from Thee,
+    They’ll lead me to Thy glory,
+    Where I shall joy before Thee
+      And evermore at rest shall be!
+
+                                    Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr., a.
+
+
+206
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Thy soul, O Jesus, hallow me,
+    Thy Spirit steep me all in Thee,
+    Thy body, pierced by ruthless steel,
+    My wretched soul and body heal.
+
+    2. The water from Thy side that poured
+    For me a cleansing bath afford,
+    And all Thy blood, with life divine,
+    Revive this weakened heart of mine.
+
+    3. The sweat of death upon Thy face
+    Deliver me from death’s embrace,
+    And all Thy Passion, cross, and pain,
+    With strength my feebleness sustain.
+
+    4. O Christ, turn not away from me,
+    Receive and hide me all in Thee,
+    Within Thy holy wounds inclose,
+    And keep me safe from all my foes.
+
+    5. In death’s dark hour with me abide
+    And place me, Savior, at Thy side,
+    Where with Thy saints I shall adore
+    And praise Thee, Lord, forevermore.
+
+                                     J. Scheffler, † 1677; M. Loy, tr., a.
+
+
+207
+
+                                                             8, 8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Sev’n times our blessed Savior spoke
+    When on the cross our sins He took
+    And died lest man should perish.
+      Let us His last and dying words
+    In our remembrance cherish.
+
+    2. “Father, forgive these men, for, lo,
+    They truly know not what they do.”
+    So far His love extended.
+      Forgive us, Lord, for we, too, have
+    Through ignorance offended.
+
+    3. Now to the contrite thief He cries:
+    “Thou, verily, in Paradise
+    Shalt meet me ere to-morrow.”
+      Lord, take us to Thy kingdom soon,
+    Who linger here in sorrow.
+
+    4. To weeping Mary, standing by,
+    “Behold thy Son!” now hear Him cry;
+    To John, “Behold thy mother!”
+      Provide, O Lord, for those we leave,
+    Let each befriend the other.
+
+    5. The Savior’s fourth word was, “I thirst!”
+    O mighty Prince of Life, Thy thirst
+    For us and our salvation
+      Is truly great; do help us, then,
+    That we escape damnation.
+
+    6. The fifth, “My God, my God, O why
+    Forsake me?” Hark, the awful cry!
+    Lord, Thou wast here forsaken
+      That we might be received on high;
+    Let this hope not be shaken.
+
+    7. The sixth, when victory was won,
+    “’Tis finished!” for Thy work was done.
+    Grant, Lord, that, onward pressing,
+      We may the work Thou dost impose
+    Fulfil with Thine own blessing.
+
+    8. The last, as woe and sufferings end,
+    “O God, My Father, I commend
+    Into Thy hands My spirit.”
+      Be this, dear Lord, my dying wish;
+    O heavenly Father, hear it!
+
+    9. Whoe’er, by sense of sin opprest,
+    Upon these words his thoughts will rest,
+    He joy and hope obtaineth
+      And, through God’s love and boundless grace,
+    A peaceful conscience gaineth.
+
+    10. O Jesus Christ, Thou Crucified,
+    Who hast for our offenses died,
+    Grant that we e’er may ponder
+      Thy wounds, Thy cross, Thy bitter death,
+    Both here below and yonder.
+
+                              Johann Boeschenstein, 15th cent.; tr., anon.
+
+
+208
+
+                                                                6, 5, 6, 5
+
+    Glory be to Jesus,
+      Who in bitter pains
+    Poured for me the life-blood
+      From His sacred veins!
+
+    2. Grace and life eternal
+      In that blood I find;
+    Blest be His compassion,
+      Infinitely kind!
+
+    3. Blest through endless ages
+      Be the precious stream
+    Which from endless torments
+      Did the world redeem!
+
+    4. Abel’s blood for vengeance
+      Pleaded to the skies;
+    But the blood of Jesus
+      For our pardon cries.
+
+    5. Oft as earth exulting
+      Wafts its praise on high,
+    Angel hosts rejoicing
+      Make their glad reply.
+
+    6. Lift we, then, our voices,
+      Swell the mighty flood;
+    Louder still and louder
+      Praise the precious blood!
+
+                               Italian, 18th cent.; E. Caswall, tr., 1857.
+
+
+209
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,
+      See Him dying on the tree!
+    ’Tis the Christ by man rejected;
+      Yes, my soul, ’tis He! ’tis He!
+    ’Tis the long-expected Prophet,
+      David’s Son, yet David’s Lord;
+    Proofs I see sufficient of it:
+      ’Tis the true and faithful Word.
+
+    2. Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning,
+      Was there ever grief like His?
+    Friends through fear His cause disowning,
+      Foes insulting His distress;
+    Many hands were raised to wound Him,
+      None would interpose to save;
+    But the deepest stroke that pierced Him
+      Was the stroke that Justice gave.
+
+    3. Ye who think of sin but lightly,
+      Nor suppose the evil great,
+    Here may view its nature rightly,
+      Here its guilt may estimate.
+    Mark the Sacrifice appointed!
+      See who bears the awful load;
+    ’Tis the WORD, the LORD’S ANOINTED,
+      Son of Man and Son of God.
+
+    4. Here we have a firm foundation;
+      Here the refuge of the lost;
+    Christ’s the Rock of our salvation:
+      His the name of which we boast;
+    Lamb of God, for sinners wounded!
+      Sacrifice to cancel guilt!
+    None shall ever be confounded
+      Who on Him their hope have built.
+
+                                                       Thomas Kelly, 1804.
+
+
+210
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Jesus, Refuge of the weary,
+      Object of the spirit’s love,
+    Fountain in life’s desert dreary,
+      Savior from the world above;
+    O how oft Thine eyes, offended,
+      Gaze upon the sinner’s fall!
+    Yet, upon the cross extended,
+      Thou didst bear the pain of all.
+
+    2. Do we pass that cross unheeding,
+      Breathing no repentant vow,
+    Though we see Thee wounded, bleeding,
+      See Thy thorn-encircled brow?
+    Yet Thy sinless death hath brought us
+      Life eternal, peace, and rest;
+    Only what Thy grace hath taught us
+      Calms the sinner’s stormy breast.
+
+    3. Jesus, may our hearts be burning
+      With more fervent love for Thee;
+    May our eyes be ever turning
+      To Thy cross of agony;
+    Till in glory, parted never
+      From the blessed Savior’s side,
+    Graven in our hearts forever
+      Dwell the cross, the Crucified!
+
+                                                Jerome Savonarola, † 1498.
+
+
+211
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Behold the Savior of mankind
+      Nailed to the shameful tree!
+    How vast the love that Him inclined
+      To bleed and die for thee!
+
+    2. Hark how He groans while nature shakes
+      And earth’s strong pillars bend!
+    The Temple’s veil in sunder breaks,
+      The solid marbles rend.
+
+    3. ’Tis done; the precious ransom’s paid;
+      “Receive my soul!” He cries:
+    See where He bows His sacred head!
+      He bows His head and dies.
+
+    4. But soon He’ll break death’s envious chain
+      And in full glory shine.
+    O Lamb of God, was ever pain,
+      Was ever love, like Thine?
+
+                                                 Samuel Wesley, Sr., 1700.
+
+
+212
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Come to Calvary’s holy mountain,
+      Sinners, ruined by the Fall;
+    Here a pure and healing fountain
+      Flows to you, to me, to all,
+    In a full, perpetual tide,
+    Opened when our Savior died.
+
+    2. Come in poverty and meanness,
+      Come defiled, without, within;
+    From infection and uncleanness,
+      From the leprosy of sin,
+    Wash your robes and make them white;
+    Ye shall walk with God in light.
+
+    3. Come in sorrow and contrition,
+      Wounded, impotent, and blind;
+    Here the guilty free remission,
+      Here the troubled peace, may find.
+    Health this fountain will restore;
+    He that drinks shall thirst no more.
+
+    4. He that drinks shall live forever;
+      ’Tis a soul-renewing flood.
+    God is faithful; God will never
+      Break His covenant of blood,
+    Signed when our Redeemer died,
+    Sealed when He was glorified.
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1819.
+
+
+213
+
+                                                                    7s 8 l
+
+    Savior, when in dust to Thee
+    Low we bow th’ adoring knee,
+    When, repentant, to the skies
+    Scarce we lift our weeping eyes,
+    Oh, by all Thy pains and woe,
+    Suffered once for man below,
+    Bending from Thy throne on high,
+    Hear our solemn litany!
+
+    2. By Thy helpless infant years,
+    By Thy life of want and tears,
+    By Thy days of sore distress
+    In the savage wilderness,
+    By the dread, mysterious hour
+    Of th’ insulting Tempter’s power:
+    Turn, O turn, a favoring eye,
+    Hear our solemn litany!
+
+    3. By Thine hour of dire despair,
+    By Thine agony of prayer,
+    By the cross, the nail, the thorn,
+    Piercing spear, and torturing scorn;
+    By the gloom that veiled the skies
+    O’er the dreadful sacrifice:
+    Listen to our humble cry,
+    Hear our solemn litany!
+
+    4. By Thy deep expiring groan;
+    By the sad sepulchral stone;
+    By the vault, whose dark abode
+    Held in vain the rising God:
+    Oh, from earth to heaven restored,
+    Mighty, reascended Lord,
+    Listen, listen to the cry
+    Of our solemn litany!
+
+                                                    Robert Grant, 1815, a.
+
+
+214
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Alas! and did my Savior bleed,
+      And did my Sov’reign die?
+    Would He devote that sacred head
+      For such a worm as I?
+
+    2. Was it for crimes that I had done
+      He groaned upon the tree?
+    Amazing pity, grace unknown,
+      And love beyond degree!
+
+    3. Well might the sun in darkness hide
+      And shut his glories in
+    When God, the mighty Maker, died
+      For man the creature’s sin.
+
+    4. Thus might I hide my blushing face
+      While His dear Cross appears,
+    Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
+      And melt my eyes in tears.
+
+    5. But drops of grief can ne’er repay
+      The debt of love I owe;
+    Here, Lord, I give myself away,
+      ’Tis all that I can do.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1707.
+
+
+BURIAL OF JESUS.
+
+
+215
+
+                                                             4, 4, 7, 7, 6
+
+    O darkest woe!
+    Ye tears, forth flow!
+      Has earth so sad a wonder?
+    God the Father’s only Son
+      Now is buried yonder!
+
+    2. O sorrow dread
+    Our God is dead!
+      But by His expiation
+    Of our guilt upon the cross
+      Gained for us salvation.
+
+    3. O child of man!
+    It was the ban
+      Of death on thee that brought Him
+    Down to suffer for thy sins,
+      And such woe hath wrought Him.
+
+    4. See, stained with blood,
+    The Lamb of God,
+      The Bridegroom, lies before thee,
+    Pouring out His life that He
+      May to life restore thee.
+
+    5. O Ground of faith,
+    Laid low in death,
+      Sweet lips now silent sleeping!
+    Surely all that live must mourn
+      Here with bitter weeping.
+
+    6. O Virgin-born,
+    Thy death we mourn,
+      Thou lovely Star of gladness!
+    Who could see Thy reeking blood
+      Without grief and sadness?
+
+    7. Yea, blest is he
+    Whose heart shall be
+      Fixed here, who apprehendeth
+    Why the Lord of Glory thus
+      To the grave descendeth.
+
+    8. O Jesus blest,
+    My Help and Rest,
+      With tears I now entreat Thee:
+    Make me love Thee to the last,
+      Till in heaven I greet Thee!
+
+                                       First stanza, anon.; J. Rist, 1641.
+
+
+216
+
+                                                             4, 4, 7, 7, 6
+
+    So rest, my Rest,
+    Thou Ever-blest!
+      Thy grave with sinners making;
+    By Thy precious death from sin
+      My dead soul awaking.
+
+    2. After Thy strife,
+    Life of my life,
+      Thou’rt in the tomb reposing,
+    Round Thee now a rock-hewn grave,
+      Rock of Ages, closing.
+
+    3. How cold art Thou,
+    My Savior, now!
+      Thy fervent love hath driven
+    Thee into the cold, dark grave
+      That I might gain heaven.
+
+    4. Breath of all breath!
+    I know from death
+      Thou wilt my dust awaken;
+    Wherefore should I dread the grave
+      Or my faith be shaken?
+
+    5. To me the tomb
+    Shall be a room
+      Where I lie down on roses;
+    Who by faith hath conquered death
+      Sweetly there reposes.
+
+    6. The body dies—
+    Naught else—and lies
+      In dust until victorious
+    From the grave it shall arise
+      Beautiful and glorious.
+
+    7. Meantime I will,
+    My Savior, still
+      Deep in my bosom lay Thee,
+    Ever musing on Thy death.
+      Leave me not, I pray Thee!
+
+                                                        Sal. Franck, 1716.
+
+
+217
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord Jesus, who, our souls to save,
+    Didst rest and slumber in the grave,
+    Now grant us all in Thee to rest
+    And here to live as seems Thee best.
+
+    2. Give us the strength, the dauntless faith,
+    That Thou hast purchased with Thy death
+    And lead us to that glorious place
+    Where we shall see the Father’s face.
+
+    3. O Lamb of God, who once wast slain,
+    We thank Thee for that bitter pain.
+    Let us share in Thy death that we
+    May enter into life with Thee.
+
+                                    G. Werner, 1638; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+EASTER.
+
+
+218
+
+                                                    7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    Awake, my heart, with gladness,
+      See what to-day is done,
+    How after gloom and sadness
+      Comes forth the glorious Sun!
+    My Savior there was laid
+    Where our bed must be made
+    When to the realms of light
+    Our spirit wings its flight.
+
+    2. They in the grave did sink Him,
+      The Foe held jubilee;
+    Before he can bethink him,
+      Lo! Christ again is free,
+    And “Victory!” He cries
+    And waveth toward the skies
+    His banner, for the field
+    Is by the Hero held.
+
+    3. Upon the grave is standing
+      The Hero, looking round;
+    The Foe, no more withstanding,
+      His weapons on the ground
+    Throws down, his hellish power
+    To Christ he must give o’er
+    And to the Victor’s bands
+    Must yield his feet and hands.
+
+    4. This is a sight that gladdens
+      And fills my heart with glee;
+    Now naughtsoever saddens
+      My soul nor takes from me
+    My trust or fortitude
+    Or any precious good
+    Which by His victory
+    My Savior gained for me.
+
+    5. Hell and its prince, the devil,
+      Now of their power are shorn,
+    I now am safe from evil,
+      And sin I laugh to scorn.
+    Grim Death with all his might
+    Cannot my soul affright;
+    He is a powerless form,
+    Howe’er he rage and storm.
+
+    6. The world against me rageth,
+      Its fury I disdain;
+    Though bitter war it wageth,
+      Its work is all in vain.
+    My heart from care is free,
+    No trouble troubles me,
+    Misfortune now is play;
+    And night is bright as day.
+
+    7. I cleave now and forever
+      To Christ, a member true;
+    My Head will leave me never,
+      Whate’er He passeth through.
+    He treads the world beneath
+    His feet and conquers death
+    And hell and breaks sin’s thrall;
+    I’m with Him through it all.
+
+    8. To glory He ascendeth,
+      I follow Him fore’er,
+    For Christ, my Head, defendeth
+      His member from all care.
+    No enemy I fear
+    Because my Head is near;
+    My Savior is my Shield,
+    By Him all rage is stilled.
+
+    9. He brings me to the portal
+      That opens into bliss,
+    Where, graved in words immortal,
+      This golden scripture is:
+    “Who there are scorned with Me
+    Here with Me crowned shall be;
+    Who there with Me shall die
+    Shall here be raised as I!”
+
+                                    Paul Gerhardt, 1649; J. Kelly, tr., a.
+
+
+219
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord,
+      My Savior, and my Head,
+    I trust in Thee, whose powerful word
+      Hath raised Him from the dead.
+
+    2. Thou know’st for my offense He died
+      And rose again for me,
+    Fully and freely justified,
+      That I might live to Thee.
+
+    3. Eternal life to all mankind
+      Thou hast in Jesus giv’n;
+    And all who seek, in Him shall find
+      The happiness of heav’n.
+
+    4. Obedient faith, that waits on Thee,
+      Thou never wilt reprove;
+    But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me
+      And perfect me in love.
+
+    5. To Thee the glory of Thy power
+      And faithfulness I give.
+    I shall in Christ at that glad hour,
+      And Christ in me, shall live.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1742.
+
+
+220
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    Jesus Christ, my sure Defense
+      And my Savior, ever liveth;
+    Knowing this, my confidence
+      Rests upon the hope it giveth
+    Though thy night of death be fraught
+    Still with many an anxious thought.
+
+    2. Jesus, my Redeemer, lives!
+      I, too, unto life must waken;
+    Endless joy my Savior gives;
+      Shall my courage, then, be shaken?
+    Shall I fear, or could the Head
+    Rise and leave His members dead?
+
+    3. Nay, too closely am I bound
+      Unto Him by hope forever;
+    Faith’s strong hand the Rock hath found,
+      Grasped it, and will leave it never;
+    Even death now cannot part
+    From its Lord the trusting heart.
+
+    4. I am only flesh and blood,
+      And on this corruption seizeth;
+    But I know my Lord and God
+      From the grave my body raiseth
+    That with Him eternally
+    In His glory I may be.
+
+    5. Glorified, I shall again
+      With this skin then be enshrouded;
+    In this body I shall then
+      See my God with eyes unclouded;
+    In this flesh I then shall see
+    Jesus Christ eternally.
+
+    6. Then these eyes my Lord shall know,
+      My Redeemer and my Brother;
+    In His love my soul shall glow,—
+      I myself, and not another!
+    Only there shall disappear
+    Weakness in and round me here.
+
+    7. What now sickens, mourns, and sighs
+      Christ with Him in glory bringeth;
+    Earthly is the seed and dies,
+      Heavenly from the grave it springeth;
+    Natural is the death we die,
+    Spiritual our life on high.
+
+    8. Then take comfort, nay, rejoice!
+      For His members Christ will cherish;
+    Fear not, they will know His voice,
+      Though awhile they seem to perish,
+    When the final trump is heard
+    And the deaf, cold grave is stirred.
+
+    9. Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave
+      And at death no longer tremble;
+    For the Lord, who comes to save,
+      Round Him shall His saints assemble,
+    Raising them o’er all their foes,
+    Mortal weakness, fear, and woes.
+
+    10. Only draw away your heart
+      Now from pleasures base and hollow;
+    Would ye there with Christ have part,
+      Here His footsteps ye must follow;
+    Fix your hearts beyond the skies,
+    Whither ye yourselves would rise!
+
+                                       Berlin, 1653; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+221
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    “Christ the Lord is risen to-day,”
+    Sons of men and angels say.
+    Raise your joys and triumphs high;
+    Sing, ye heavens, and, earth, reply.
+
+    2. Love’s redeeming work is done,
+    Fought the fight, the battle won;
+    Lo! our Sun’s eclipse is o’er;
+    Lo! He sets in blood no more.
+
+    3. Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;
+    Christ has burst the gates of hell.
+    Death in vain forbids His rise;
+    Christ has opened Paradise.
+
+    4. Lives again our glorious King;
+    Where, O Death, is now thy sting?
+    Dying once, He all doth save;
+    Where thy victory, O Grave?
+
+    5. Soar we now where Christ has led,
+    Following our exalted Head.
+    Made like Him, like Him we rise;
+    Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.
+
+    6. Hail the Lord of earth and heav’n!
+    Praise to Thee by both be giv’n!
+    Thee we greet triumphant now;
+    Hail, the Resurrection Thou!
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1739.
+
+
+222
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    Jesus lives! No longer now
+      Can thy terrors, Death, appal me;
+    Jesus lives! by this I know
+      From the grave He will recall me.
+    Brighter scenes will then commence;
+    This shall be my confidence.
+
+    2. Jesus lives! To Him the throne
+      High o’er heaven and earth is given.
+    I shall go where He is gone,
+      Live and reign with Him in heaven.
+    God is pledged; weak doubtings, hence!
+    This shall be my confidence.
+
+    3. Jesus lives! For me He died,
+      Hence will I, to Jesus living,
+    Pure in heart and act abide,
+      Praise to Him and glory giving.
+    Freely God doth aid dispense;
+    This shall be my confidence.
+
+    4. Jesus lives! I know full well
+      Naught from me His love shall sever;
+    Life nor death nor powers of hell
+      Part me now from Christ forever.
+    God will be a sure Defense:
+    This shall be my confidence.
+
+    5. Jesus lives! Henceforth is death
+      But the gate of life immortal;
+    This shall calm my trembling breath
+      When I pass its gloomy portal.
+    Faith shall cry, as fails each sense,
+    “Jesus is my confidence!”
+
+                         C. F. Gellert, 1757; Frances E. Cox, tr., † 1864.
+
+
+223
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Who is this that comes from Edom,
+      All His raiment stained with blood;
+    To the captive speaking freedom,
+      Bringing and bestowing good;
+    Glorious in the garb He wears,
+    Glorious in the spoil He bears?
+
+    2. ’Tis the Savior, now victorious,
+      Traveling onward in His might;
+    ’Tis the Savior; O how glorious
+      To His people is the sight!
+    Satan conquered and the grave,
+    Jesus now is strong to save.
+
+    3. Why that blood His raiment staining?
+      ’Tis the blood of many slain;
+    Of His foes there’s none remaining,
+      None the contest to maintain.
+    Fall’n they are, no more to rise;
+    All their glory prostrate lies.
+
+    4. Mighty Victor, reign forever,
+      Wear the crown so dearly won;
+    Never shall Thy people, never,
+      Cease to sing what Thou hast done.
+    Thou hast fought Thy people’s foes;
+    Thou hast healed Thy people’s woes.
+
+                                                    Thomas Kelly, 1809, a.
+
+
+224
+
+                                                    8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 4
+
+    In death’s strong grasp the Savior lay,
+      For our offenses given;
+    But now the Lord is ris’n to-day
+      And brings us life from heaven.
+    Therefore let us all rejoice,
+    And praise our God with cheerful voice,
+      And sing loud hallelujahs.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    2. No son of man could conquer Death,
+      Such mischief sin had wrought us,
+    For innocence dwelt not on earth,
+      And therefore Death had brought us
+    Into thraldom from of old
+    And ever grew more strong and bold
+      And kept us in his bondage.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    3. But Jesus Christ, God’s only Son,
+      To our low state descended,
+    The cause of Death He has undone,
+      His power forever ended,
+    Ruined all his right and claim,
+    And left him nothing but the name,—
+      His sting is lost forever.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    4. It was a strange and dreadful fray
+      When Death and Life contended;
+    But it was Life that won the day,
+      The reign of Death was ended.
+    Holy Scripture plainly saith
+    That Death is swallowed up by Death,
+      Made henceforth a derision.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    6. Here the true Paschal Lamb we see,
+      Whom God so freely gave us;
+    He died on the accursed tree—
+      So strong His love!—to save us.
+    See, His blood doth mark our door;
+    Faith points to it, Death passes o’er.
+      The Murderer cannot harm us.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    6. So let us keep the festival
+      With heartfelt exultation.
+    Christ is Himself the Joy of all,
+      The Sun of our salvation.
+    By His grace He doth impart
+    Eternal sunshine to the heart;
+      The night of sin is ended.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    7. Then let us feast this Easter Day
+      On Christ, the Bread of heaven;
+    The Word of Grace hath purged away
+      The old and evil leaven;
+    Christ alone our souls will feed,
+    He is our meat and drink indeed,
+      Faith lives upon no other.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+                                                      Martin Luther, 1524.
+
+
+225
+
+                                                           7s (with Hall.)
+
+    Christ the Lord is risen again!
+    Christ has broken death’s strong chain!
+    Hark, the angels shout for joy,
+    Singing evermore on high:
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    2. He who gave for us His life,
+    Who for us endured the strife,
+    Is our Paschal Lamb to-day.
+    We, too, sing for joy and say:
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    3. He who bore all pain and loss
+    Comfortless upon the cross
+    Lives in glory now on high,
+    Pleads for us and hears our cry:
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    4. He whose path no records tell,
+    Who descended into hell,
+    Who the strong man armed hath bound,
+    Now in highest heaven is crowned:
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    5. He who slumbered in the grave
+    Is exalted now to save;
+    Now through Christendom it rings
+    That the Lamb is King of kings!
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    6. Now He bids us tell mankind
+    How all may salvation find,
+    How poor sinners are forgiv’n,
+    And through faith may enter heav’n:
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    7. Thou our Paschal Lamb indeed,
+    Christ, to-day Thy people feed;
+    Take our sins and guilt away
+    That we all may sing for aye:
+        Hallelujah!
+
+                  Bohemian Brethren, M. Weiss, 1531; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+226
+
+                                                        10, 6, 10, 9, 9, 4
+
+    I am content! My Jesus liveth still,
+      In whom my heart is pleased;
+    He hath fulfilled the Law of God for me,
+      God’s wrath He hath appeased.
+    Since Him from life death could not sever,
+    I also shall not die forever.
+      I am content!
+
+    2. I am content! My Jesus is my Head,
+      His member I will be;
+    He bowed His head, when on the cross He died,
+      With cries of agony;
+    How death is brought into subjection
+    For me, too, by His resurrection.
+      I am content!
+
+    3. I am content! My Jesus is my Lord,
+      My Prince of Life and Peace;
+    His loving heart is thirsting after man’s
+      Welfare and future bliss.
+    Where He, my Lord and Master, liveth,
+    His servant also He receiveth.
+      I am content!
+
+    4. I am content! My Jesus is my Light,
+      My radiant Sun of Grace.
+    His cheering rays beam blessings forth for all;
+      Sweet comfort, hope, and peace.
+    This Easter-sun brings life, salvation,
+    And everlasting exultation.
+      I am content!
+
+    5. I am content! Lord, draw me but to Thee
+      That from the dead I rise
+    With Thee, my Head, and enter cheerfully
+      Into Thy heavenly joys.
+    The fetters of my body sever,
+    Then shall my soul rejoice forever.
+      I am content!
+
+                                        J. J. Moeller, 1704; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+227
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Where wilt Thou go since night draws near,
+    O Jesus Christ, Thou Pilgrim dear?
+    Lord, make me happy, be my Guest,
+    And in my heart, oh, deign to rest.
+
+    2. Grant my request, O dearest Friend,
+    For truly I Thy best intend;
+    Thou knowest that Thou ever art
+    A welcome Guest unto my heart.
+
+    3. The day is now far spent and gone,
+    The shades of night come quickly on;
+    Then stay with me, Thou heavenly Light,
+    And do not leave me in this night.
+
+    4. Enlighten me that from the way
+    That leads to heaven I may not stray,
+    That I may never be misled,
+    Though night of sin is round me spread.
+
+    5. And when I on my death-bed lie,
+    Help me and let me gently die.
+    Abide! I will not let Thee go!
+    Thou wilt not leave me, Lord, I know.
+
+                                  E. C. Homburg, † 1681; A. Crull, tr., a.
+
+
+228
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife,
+      Welcome from out the cave!
+    To-day we triumph in Thy life
+      Around Thine empty grave.
+
+    2. Our enemy is put to shame,
+      His short-lived triumph o’er;
+    Our God is with us, we exclaim;
+      We fear our foe no more.
+
+    3. The dwellings of the just resound
+      With songs of victory;
+    For in their midst Thou, Lord, art found
+      And bringest peace with Thee.
+
+    4. O let Thy conquering banner wave
+      O’er hearts Thou makest free;
+    And point the path that from the grave
+      Leads heavenward up to Thee.
+
+    5. We bury all our sin and crime
+      Deep in our Savior’s tomb
+    And seek the treasure there that time
+      And change can ne’er consume.
+
+    6. Fearless we lay us in the tomb
+      And sleep the night away;
+    For Thou art there to break the gloom
+      And call us back to-day.
+
+                                  B. Schmolck, 1712; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+229
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    I know that my Redeemer lives!
+    What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
+    He lives, He lives, who once was dead,
+    He lives, my ever-living Head.
+
+    2. He lives triumphant from the grave,
+    He lives eternally to save,
+    He lives all-glorious in the sky,
+    He lives exalted there on high.
+
+    3. He lives to bless me with His love,
+    He lives to plead for me above,
+    He lives my hungry soul to feed,
+    He lives to help in time of need.
+
+    4. He lives to grant me rich supply,
+    He lives to guide me with His eye,
+    He lives to hear my soul’s complaint,
+    He lives to comfort me when faint.
+
+    5. He lives to silence all my fears,
+    He lives to wipe away my tears,
+    He lives to calm my troubled heart,
+    He lives all blessings to impart.
+
+    6. He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend,
+    He lives and loves me to the end;
+    He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing;
+    He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King!
+
+    7. He lives and grants me daily breath;
+    He lives, and I shall conquer death;
+    He lives my mansion to prepare;
+    He lives to bring me safely there.
+
+    8. He lives, all glory to His name!
+    He lives, my Jesus, still the same.
+    O the sweet joy this sentence gives,
+    “I know that my Redeemer lives!”
+
+                                                      Samuel Medley, 1775.
+
+
+230
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord Jesus Christ, strong Hero Thou,
+    Grim death Thou hast o’erpowered now,
+    Thou dost destroy hell’s gate and chain,
+    Dost on the third day rise again.
+
+    2. Thou grantest to Thy friends the grace
+    To look again upon Thy face
+    And showest them the glorious prize
+    Won when from death Thou didst arise.
+
+    3. Grant that we and all Christians may
+    Partake of this great joy to-day
+    Which by Thy resurrection Thou
+    To all men freely givest now.
+
+    4. Grant us that we may rise from sin,
+    A holy life to lead begin,
+    Till we, from sin and pain set free,
+    In endless Easter live with Thee.
+
+                                        B. Helder, 1620; A. Crull, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+ASCENSION.
+
+
+231
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph;
+      See the King in royal state,
+    Riding on the clouds, His chariot,
+      To His heavenly palace gate!
+    Hark! the choirs of angel voices
+      Joyful alleluias sing,
+    And the portals high are lifted
+      To receive their heav’nly King.
+
+    2. Who is this that comes in glory,
+      With the trump of jubilee?
+    Lord of battles, God of armies,—
+      He hath gained the victory.
+    He who on the cross did suffer,
+      He who from the grave arose,
+    He has vanquished sin and Satan;
+      He by death has spoiled His foes.
+
+    3. While He raised His hands in blessing,
+      He was parted from His friends,
+    While their eager eyes behold Him,
+      He upon the clouds ascends;
+    He who walked with God and pleased Him,
+      Preaching truth and doom to come,
+    He, our Enoch, is translated
+      To His everlasting home.
+
+    4. How our heav’nly Aaron enters
+      With His blood within the veil;
+    Joshua now is come to Canaan,
+      And the kings before Him quail;
+    Now He plants the tribes of Israel
+      In their promised resting-place;
+    Now our great Elijah offers
+      Double portion of His grace.
+
+    5. Thou hast raised our human nature
+      On the clouds to God’s right hand;
+    There we sit in heav’nly places,
+      There with Thee in glory stand.
+    Jesus reigns, adored by angels;
+      Man with God is on the throne;
+    Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension
+      We by faith behold our own.
+
+                                                      C. Wordsworth, 1862.
+
+
+232
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Our Lord is risen from the dead,
+      Our Jesus is gone up on high;
+    The powers of hell are captive led,
+      The Victor rises to the sky.
+
+    2. There His triumphal chariot waits,
+      And angels chant the solemn lay:
+    “Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!
+      Ye everlasting doors, give way!”
+
+    3. Loose all your bars of massy light
+      And wide unfold the radiant scene.
+    He claims these mansions as His right;
+      Receive the King of Glory in.
+
+    4. Who is the King of Glory, who?
+      The Lord, who all His foes o’ercame,
+    The world, sin, death, and hell o’erthrew;
+      And Jesus is the Conqueror’s name.
+
+    5. Lo! His triumphal chariot waits,
+      And angels chant the solemn lay:
+    “Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates;
+      Ye everlasting doors, give way!”
+
+    6. Who is the King of Glory, who?
+      The Lord, of glorious power possest,
+    The King of saints and angels too,
+      God over all, forever blest!
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1741.
+
+
+233
+
+                                                    7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6
+
+    Lo, God to heaven ascendeth!
+      Throughout its regions vast
+    With shouts triumphant blendeth
+      The trumpet’s thrilling blast:
+    Sing praise to Christ the Lord!
+      Sing praise with exultation,
+      King of each heathen nation,
+    The God of hosts adored!
+
+    2. With joy is heaven resounding,
+      Christ’s glad return to see;
+    Behold the saints surrounding
+      The Lord who set them free.
+    Bright myriads, thronging, come;
+      The cherub band rejoices,
+      And loud seraphic voices
+    Welcome Messiah home.
+
+    3. No more the way is hidden
+      Since Christ, our Head, arose;
+    No more to man forbidden
+      The road that heav’nward goes.
+    Our Lord is gone before;
+      But here He will not leave us,
+      In heaven He’ll soon receive us;
+    He opens wide the door.
+
+    4. Christ is our place preparing;
+      To heaven we, too, shall rise
+    And, joys angelic sharing,
+      Be where our Treasure lies.
+    There may each heart be found,
+      Where Jesus Christ has entered;
+      There let our hopes be centered,
+    Our course still heavenward bound!
+
+    5. May we, His servants, thither
+      In heart and mind ascend;
+    And let us sing together:
+      “We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend,
+    Thee, God’s anointed Son,
+      Our Life, and Way to heaven,
+      To whom all power is given,
+    Our Joy, and Hope, and Crown!”
+
+    6. Farewell with all thy treasures,
+      O world, to falsehood giv’n!
+    Thy dross gives no true pleasures;
+      We seek the joys of heav’n.
+    The Savior is our Prize;
+      He comforts us in sadness
+      And fills our hearts with gladness;
+    To Him we lift our eyes.
+
+    7. When, on our vision dawning,
+      Will break the wished-for hour
+    Of that all-glorious morning
+      When Christ shall come with power?
+    O come, thou welcome day!
+      When we, our Savior meeting,
+      His second advent greeting,
+    Shall hail the heaven-sent ray.
+
+                                     G. W. Sacer, 1661; F. E. Cox, tr., a.
+
+
+234
+
+                                                          4, 4, 7, 4, 4, 7
+
+    Draw us to Thee,
+    For then shall we
+      Walk in Thy steps forever
+    And hasten on
+    Where Thou art gone
+      To be with Thee, dear Savior.
+
+    2. Draw us to Thee,
+    Lord, lovingly;
+      Let us depart with gladness
+    That we may be
+    Forever free
+      From sorrow, grief, and sadness.
+
+    3. Draw us to Thee;
+    O grant that we
+      May find the road to heaven.
+    Direct our way,
+    Lest we should stray
+      And from Thy paths be driven.
+
+    4. Draw us to Thee,
+    That also we
+      Thy heavenly bliss inherit
+    And ever dwell
+    Where sin and hell
+      No more can vex our spirit.
+
+    5. Draw us to Thee
+    Unceasingly,
+      Into Thy kingdom take us;
+    Let us fore’er
+    Thy glory share,
+      Thy saints and joint heirs make us.
+
+                                         Fr. Funcke, † 1699; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+235
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    A hymn of glory let us sing;
+    New songs throughout the world shall ring:
+    By a new way none ever trod
+    Christ mounteth to the throne of God.
+
+    2. May our affections thither tend
+    And thither constantly ascend
+    Where, seated on the Father’s throne,
+    Thee reigning in the heavens we own!
+
+    3. Be Thou our present Joy, O Lord,
+    Who wilt be ever our Reward;
+    And as the countless ages flee,
+    May all our glory be in Thee!
+
+    4. All glory to the Father be,
+    All glory, Jesus Christ, to Thee,
+    Who didst to heaven above ascend,
+    And to the Spirit, without end.
+
+                                  Bede, † 735; Elizabeth R. Charles, 1858.
+
+
+236
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Since Christ has gone to heaven, His home,
+      I, too, that home one day must share;
+    And in this hope I overcome
+      All doubt, all anguish, and despair;
+    For where the Head is, well we know,
+    The members He has left below
+      In time He surely gathers.
+
+    2. Since Christ has reached His glorious throne
+      And mighty gifts henceforth are His,
+    My heart can rest in heaven alone,
+      On earth my Lord I always miss;
+    I long to be with Him on high,
+    My heart and thoughts forever fly
+      Where is my only Treasure.
+
+    3. From Thy ascension let such grace,
+      Dear Lord, be ever found in me,
+    That steadfast faith may guide my ways
+      With step unfalt’ring up to Thee,
+    And at Thy voice I may depart
+    With joy to dwell where Thou, Lord, art;
+      Lord, hear my supplication!
+
+                                       J. Wegelin, 1637; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+
+
+SESSION.
+
+
+237
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    The Head that once was crowned with thorns
+      Is crowned with glory now;
+    A royal diadem adorns
+      The mighty Victor’s brow.
+
+    2. The highest place that heaven affords
+      Is His by sovereign right,
+    The King of kings and Lord of lords,
+      And heaven’s eternal Light;
+
+    3. The Joy of all who dwell above,
+      The Joy of all below,
+    To whom He manifests His love
+      And grants His name to know.
+
+    4. To them the cross, with all its shame,
+      With all its grace, is given;
+    Their name an everlasting name,
+      Their joy the joy of heaven.
+
+    5. They suffer with their Lord below,
+      They reign with Him above,
+    Their profit and their joy to know
+      The mystery of His love.
+
+    6. The cross He bore is life and health,
+      Though shame and death to Him:
+    His people’s hope, His people’s wealth,
+      Their everlasting theme.
+
+                                                       Thomas Kelly, 1820.
+
+
+238
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Hark! ten thousand harps and voices
+      Sound the note of praise above;
+    Jesus reigns, and Heaven rejoices,—
+      Jesus reigns, the God of Love.
+    See, He sits on yonder throne:
+    Jesus rules the world alone.
+
+    2. Christians, come, unite your praises
+      With the angels round His throne;
+    Soon, we hope, our God will raise us
+      To the place where He is gone.
+    Meet it is that we should sing,
+    “Glory, glory, to our King!”
+
+    3. Sing how Jesus came from heaven,
+      How He bore the cross below,
+    How all power to Him is given,
+      How He reigns in glory now;
+    ’Tis a great and endless theme,
+    Oh, ’tis sweet to sing of Him!
+
+    4. Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens
+      All above and makes it fair.
+    Lord of Life, Thy smile enlightens,
+      Cheers, and charms Thy people here.
+    When we think of love like Thine,
+    Lord, we own it love divine.
+
+    5. King of Glory, reign forever;
+      Thine an everlasting crown.
+    Nothing from Thy love shall sever
+      Those whom Thou hast made Thine own,
+    Happy objects of Thy grace,
+    Destined to behold Thy face.
+
+    6. Savior, hasten Thine appearing;
+      Bring, O bring the glorious day
+    When, the awful summons hearing,
+      Heaven and earth shall pass away;
+    Then with golden harps we’ll sing,
+    “Glory, glory, to our King!”
+
+                                                    Thomas Kelly, 1806, a.
+
+
+239
+
+                                                        L. M. (with Hall.)
+
+    We thank Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend,
+    That Thou didst into heaven ascend,
+    O mighty God, Immanuel;
+    Make soul and body strong and well.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    2. Now all His Christians can rejoice
+    And sing His praise with cheerful voice:
+    Glory to God in heaven’s high throne,
+    Our Brother is God’s only Son.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    3. Ascended to His throne on high,
+    He yet to us is always nigh;
+    As God and man He ever reigns
+    And infinite in power remains.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    4. Above all heavens in glory raised,
+    Forever by all angels praised,
+    All human beings rules our Lord,
+    All creatures must obey His word.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    5. He rules and reigns at God’s right hand
+    And has all power at His command,
+    All things are subject to His rod—
+    The Son of man and Son of God.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    6. The world, sin, Satan, death, and hell
+    Are vanquished by Immanuel.
+    Dispute who will His mighty reign,
+    He still the Victor must remain.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    7. The man who trusts in Him is blest
+    And finds in Him eternal rest;
+    This world’s allurements we despise
+    And fix on Christ alone our eyes.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    8. We trust in Him, our Lord and God,
+    Who hath redeemed us by His blood;
+    He captive led captivity,
+    From bitter death to set us free.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    9. We, therefore, heartily rejoice
+    And sing His praise with cheerful voice:
+    Our Brother, our own flesh and blood,
+    Is God and King, our greatest Good.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    10. Through Him we heirs of heaven are made;
+    O Brother, Christ, extend Thine aid
+    That we may firmly trust in Thee
+    And live through Thee eternally.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+    11. Amen, Amen, O Lord! we cry;
+    Do Thou, who art exalted high,
+    In Thy pure doctrine keep our hearts
+    And shield us from the devil’s arts.
+        Hallelujah!
+
+                                       Praetorius’s _Musae Sioniae_, 1607.
+
+
+
+
+INTERCESSION.
+
+
+240
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    Arise, my soul, arise,
+      Shake off thy guilty fears,
+    The bleeding Sacrifice
+      In my behalf appears;
+    Before the throne my Surety stands,
+    My name is written on His hands.
+
+    2. He ever lives above
+      For me to intercede,
+    His all-redeeming love,
+      His precious blood to plead;
+    His blood atoned for all our race
+    And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
+
+    3. Five bleeding wounds He bears,
+      Received on Calvary;
+    They pour effectual prayers,
+      They strongly speak for me;
+    Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
+    Nor let that ransomed sinner die!
+
+    4. The Father hears Him pray,
+      His dear Anointed One;
+    He cannot turn away,
+      Cannot refuse His Son;
+    His Spirit answers to the blood
+    And tells me I am born of God.
+
+    5. My God is reconciled,
+      His pardoning voice I hear;
+    He owns me for His child,
+      I can no longer fear;
+    With confidence I now draw nigh
+    And “Father, Abba, Father!” cry.
+
+                                                  Charles Wesley, 1742, a.
+
+
+241
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    Th’ atoning work is done,
+      The Victim’s blood is shed,
+    And Jesus now is gone
+      His people’s cause to plead:
+    He stands in heaven their great High Priest
+    And bears their names upon His breast.
+
+    2. He sprinkled with His blood
+      The mercy-seat above;
+    For justice had withstood
+      The purposes of love;
+    But justice now withstands no more,
+    And mercy yields her boundless store.
+
+    3. No temple made with hands
+      His place of service is;
+    In heaven itself He stands,
+      A heavenly priesthood His.
+    In Him the shadows of the Law
+    Are all fulfilled and now withdraw.
+
+    4. And though awhile He be
+      Hid from the eyes of men,
+    His people look to see
+      Their great High Priest again;
+    In brightest glory He will come
+    And take His waiting people home.
+
+                                                       Thomas Kelly, 1806.
+
+
+242
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus!
+      Hail, Thou Galilean King!
+    Thou didst suffer to release us;
+      Thou didst free salvation bring.
+    Hail, Thou agonizing Savior,
+      Bearer of our sin and shame!
+    By Thy merits we find favor;
+      Life is given through Thy name.
+
+    2. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed.
+      All our sins on Thee were laid;
+    By almighty love anointed,
+      Thou hast full atonement made.
+    All Thy people are forgiven
+      Through the virtue of Thy blood;
+    Open is the gate of heaven,
+      Peace is made ’twixt man and God.
+
+    3. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory,
+      There forever to abide;
+    All the heavenly host adore Thee,
+      Seated at Thy Father’s side.
+    There for sinners Thou art pleading,
+      There Thou dost our place prepare,
+    Ever for us interceding,
+      Till in glory we appear.
+
+    4. Worship, honor, power, and blessing
+      Thou art worthy to receive;
+    Loudest praises, without ceasing,
+      Meet it is for us to give.
+    Help, ye bright angelic spirits,
+      Bring your sweetest, noblest lays;
+    Help to sing our Savior’s merits,
+      Help to chant Immanuel’s praise.
+
+                        John Bakewell, 1757; Stanza 3 by M. Toplady, 1776.
+
+
+243
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Hail the day that sees Him rise,
+    To His throne above the skies!
+    Christ, the Lamb for sinners given,
+    Reascends His native heaven.
+
+    2. There the glorious triumph waits:
+    Lift your heads, eternal gates;
+    He hath conquered death and sin;
+    Take the King of Glory in!
+
+    3. Him though highest heaven receives,
+    Still He loves the earth He leaves;
+    Though returning to His throne,
+    Still He calls mankind His own.
+
+    4. See, He lifts His hands above;
+    See, He shows the prints of love.
+    Hark! His gracious lips bestow
+    Blessings on His Church below.
+
+    5. Still for us His death He pleads;
+    Prevalent, He intercedes;
+    Near Himself prepares our place,
+    Harbinger of human race.
+
+    6. There we shall with Thee remain
+    Partners of Thy endless reign;
+    There Thy face unclouded see,
+    Find our heaven of heavens in Thee.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1739.
+
+
+244
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    Jesus, my great High Priest,
+      Offered His blood and died;
+    My guilty conscience seeks
+      No sacrifice beside.
+    His powerful blood did once atone,
+    And now it pleads before the throne.
+
+    2. To this dear Surety’s hand
+      Will I commit my cause;
+    He answers and fulfils
+      His Father’s broken laws.
+    Behold my soul at freedom set;
+    My Surety paid the dreadful debt.
+
+    3. My Advocate appears
+      For my defense on high;
+    The Father bows His ears
+      And lays His thunder by.
+    Not all that hell or sin can say
+    Shall turn His heart, His love, away.
+
+    4. Should all the hosts of death
+      And powers of hell unknown
+    Put their most dreadful forms
+      Of rage and mischief on,
+    I shall be safe, for Christ displays
+    Superior power and guardian grace.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1709.
+
+
+245
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    I know that my Redeemer lives
+      And ever prays for me;
+    A token of His love He gives,
+      A pledge of liberty.
+
+    2. I find Him lifting up my head;
+      He brings salvation near;
+    His presence makes me free indeed,
+      And He will soon appear.
+
+    3. He wills that I should holy be;
+      What can withstand His will?
+    The counsel of His grace in me
+      He surely shall fulfil.
+
+    4. Jesus, I hang upon Thy word:
+      I steadfastly believe
+    Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord,
+      And to Thyself receive.
+
+    5. When God is mine and I am His,
+      Of Paradise possest,
+    I taste unutterable bliss
+      And everlasting rest.
+
+                                                Charles Wesley, 1742, abr.
+
+
+
+
+PENTECOST.
+
+
+246
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit,
+      God from all eternity!
+    Let us Thy blest grace inherit
+      And our souls be filled with Thee;
+    Then shall spirit, life, and light
+    Drive away our inner night.
+
+    2. Grant our hearts Thy heavenly treasure:
+      Wisdom, counsel, purity,
+    That in naught we may take pleasure
+      Save in that which pleaseth Thee.
+    Let Thy knowledge spread and grow,
+    Working error’s overthrow.
+
+    3. Lead us to our soul’s salvation,
+      Keep us in the paths of grace,
+    Shield us from the world’s temptation
+      That might foil us in the race;
+    When we stumble, hear our call,
+    Work repentance for our fall.
+
+    4. Let us trust Thy witness wholly
+      That we children are of God
+    Who rely upon Him solely
+      When they pass beneath the rod;
+    For the Father’s chastenings
+    Bless above all earthly things.
+
+    5. Prompt us e’er to come before Him
+      Joyously with hope in view;
+    Sigh in us when we implore Him,
+      Ever plead for us anew;
+    Then our prayer shall not be vain,
+    And our faith new strength shall gain.
+
+    6. If our soul for comfort languish
+      And despondency grow strong,
+    That the heart must cry in anguish:
+      “O my God, my God, how long!”
+    Comfort then the aching breast,
+    Grant us courage, patience, rest.
+
+    7. Mighty Spirit of reliance,
+      Sure Defense in all our need,
+    When the foe bids us defiance,
+      Bid Thy work in us Godspeed!
+    Grant us weapons for the strife
+    And with victory crown our life.
+
+    8. Guard, O God, our faith forever;
+      Let not Satan, death, or shame
+    Ever part us from our Savior;
+      Lord, our Refuge is Thy name.
+    Though our flesh would fain say Nay,
+    Be Thy Word to us still Yea.
+
+    9. And when death life’s thread is rending,
+      Then assure us yet the more,
+    As the heirs of life unending,
+      Of the glory there in store
+    Which can never be exprest,
+    But with which we shall be blest.
+
+                                                          H. Held, † 1659.
+
+
+247
+
+                                              8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 4, 8, 4, 8
+
+    O Holy Spirit, enter in,
+    And in our hearts Thy work begin,
+      Thy temple deign to make us;
+    Sun of the soul, Thou Light Divine,
+    Around and in us brightly shine,
+      To joy and gladness wake us.
+    That we To Thee
+    Truly living, To Thee giving
+    Prayer unceasing,
+    May in love be still increasing.
+
+    2. Give to Thy Word impressive power
+    That in our hearts, from this good hour,
+      As fire it may be glowing;
+    That we confess the Father, Son,
+    And Thee, the Spirit, Three in One,
+      Thy glory ever showing.
+    O stay And sway
+    Our souls ever That they never
+    May forsake Thee,
+    But by faith their refuge make Thee.
+
+    3. Thou Fountain, whence all wisdom flows
+    Which God on pious hearts bestows,
+      Grant us Thy consolation
+    That in our pure faith’s unity
+    We faithful witnesses may be
+      Of grace that brings salvation.
+    Hear us, Cheer us
+    By Thy teaching; Let our preaching
+    And our labor
+    Praise Thee, Lord, and bless our neighbor.
+
+    4. Left to ourselves, we shall but stray;
+    O lead us on the narrow way,
+      With wisest counsel guide us
+    And give us steadfastness that we
+    May ever faithful prove to Thee
+      Whatever woes betide us.
+    Lord, now Heal Thou
+    All hearts broken And betoken
+    Thou art near us,
+    Whom we trust to light and cheer us.
+
+    3. Thy heavenly strength sustain our heart
+    That we may act the valiant part
+      With Thee as our Reliance;
+    Be Thou our Refuge and our Shield
+    That we may never quit the field,
+      But stand in bold defiance.
+    Descend, Defend
+    From all errors And earth’s terrors;
+    Thy salvation
+    Be our constant consolation.
+
+    6. O mighty Rock, O Source of Life,
+    Let Thy dear Word, mid doubt and strife,
+      Be so within us burning
+    That we be faithful unto death,
+    In Thy pure love and holy faith,
+      From Thee true wisdom learning.
+    Thy grace And peace
+    On us shower; By Thy power
+    Christ confessing,
+    Let us win our Savior’s blessing.
+
+    7. O gentle Dew, from heaven now fall
+    With power upon the hearts of all,
+      Thy tender love instilling,
+    That heart to heart more closely bound,
+    In kindly deeds be fruitful found,
+      The law of love fulfilling;
+    Then, Lord, Discord
+    Shall not grieve Thee; We receive Thee;
+    Where Thou livest,
+    Peace and love and joy Thou givest.
+
+    8. Grant that our days, while life shall last,
+    In purest holiness be passed,
+      Be Thou our Strength forever;
+    Grant that our hearts henceforth be free
+    From sinful lust and vanity,
+      Which us from Thee must sever.
+    Keep Thou Pure now
+    From offenses Heart and senses.
+    Blessed Spirit,
+    Let us heavenly life inherit.
+
+                          Michael Schirmer, 1640; Stanza 2 anon., c. 1660.
+
+
+248
+
+                                                    8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
+
+    Send, O God, a gentle shower,
+      For my heart is dry as sand;
+    Father, bathe Thy drooping flower,
+      Water Thou Thy thirsty land;
+    Let Thy Holy Spirit’s boon
+    O’er me from Thy heavenly throne
+    Like abundant streams be flowing,
+    Blessings on my heart bestowing.
+
+    2. By a human father, even
+      Though he is by sin defiled,
+    Only good gifts will be given
+      Unto a beloved child;
+    How much more dost Thou the same,
+    For “Good Father” is Thy name!
+    Thou wilt send to me Thy Spirit;
+    Thy good gifts I shall inherit.
+
+    3. Jesus, who for my salvation
+      To the Father didst ascend.
+    Hear my earnest supplication,
+      Unto me Thy Spirit send;
+    Let the Comforter for aye
+    Bide with me, my Strength and Stay,
+    That in faith I may not waver,
+    Steadfast in the truth forever.
+
+    4. Holy Ghost, Strength of the simple,
+      O make Thine abode with me,
+    Let me ever be Thy temple;
+      Cheerfully I welcome Thee.
+    Do Thou purify my heart,
+    Cast out all things that might part
+    Me from those sweet joys of heaven
+    Which by Thee to faith are given.
+
+    5. With Thy gifts my heart endowing,
+      Make it new and clean and fair;
+    Let in true love it be glowing,
+      Living in Thy grace fore’er;
+    Give me courage bold and good,
+    Sanctify my flesh and blood,
+    Let me, trusting in Christ’s merit,
+    Worship God in truth and spirit.
+
+    6. Thus myself I will deliver,
+      Lord, to Thee; my soul shall strive
+    Only after heaven forever
+      Until there I shall arrive
+    Where the Father and the Son
+    And Thyself in heaven’s high throne
+    I shall praise and all Thy treasures
+    In angelic, heavenly measures.
+
+                                           M. Kraemer, 1683; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+249
+
+                                                                8, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Come, God, Creator, Holy Ghost,
+      And visit Thou the souls of men;
+    Fill them with graces, as Thou dost,
+      Thy creatures make pure again.
+
+    2. For Comforter Thy name we call,
+      Sweet Gift of God most high above,
+    A holy Unction to us all,
+      A living Fount, Fire, and Love.
+
+    3. Our minds enlighten and refresh,
+      Deep in our hearts let love burn bright;
+    Thou know’st the weakness of our flesh;
+      O strengthen us with Thy might.
+
+    4. Thou with Thy wondrous sevenfold gifts,
+      The Finger art of God’s right hand;
+    The Father’s Word Thou sendest swift
+      On tongues of fire to each land.
+
+    5. Drive far from us our wily foe,
+      Grant us Thy blessed peace within,
+    That in Thy footsteps we may go
+      And shun the dark ways of sin.
+
+    6. Teach us to know the Father well
+      And Jesus Christ, His Son, our Lord,
+    That in our hearts true faith may dwell,
+      Spirit of both, aye adored!
+
+    7. To God the Father, God the Son,
+      Who from the dead is risen again,
+    And God the Spirit, Three in One,
+      Be evermore praise. Amen.
+
+             From the Latin _Veni, Creator Spiritus_, Martin Luther, 1524;
+                                                      L. W. Bacon, tr., a.
+
+
+250
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Spirit of mercy, truth, and love,
+    O shed Thine influence from above
+    And still from age to age convey
+    The wonders of this sacred day.
+
+    2. In every clime, by every tongue,
+    Be God’s surpassing glory sung;
+    Let all the listening earth be taught
+    The wonders by our Savior wrought.
+
+    3. Unfailing Comfort, heavenly Guide,
+    Still o’er Thy holy Church preside;
+    Still let mankind Thy blessings prove,
+    Spirit of mercy, truth, and love.
+
+                                                              Anon., 1774.
+
+
+251
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O Holy Ghost, eternal God,
+    Blest Comfort for life’s rugged road,
+    With all my heart I pray to Thee;
+    Hear my entreaty graciously.
+
+    2. O Lord, be Thou my Comforter
+    Lest in my sins I might despair;
+    Protect me from the snares of hell,
+    Grant that in Jesus Christ I dwell;
+
+    3. That always I may ready be
+    To serve this Master faithfully
+    And own Him in true living faith
+    My Lord and Savior unto death.
+
+    4. O lead me in the narrow way
+    And from the fold let me not stray,
+    That when this mortal frame I leave,
+    The crown of life I may receive.
+
+                                          B. Helder, † 1635; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+252
+
+                                                    7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6
+
+    O enter, Lord, Thy temple,
+      Be Thou my spirit’s Guest,
+    Who gavest me, the earth-born,
+      A second birth more blest.
+    Thou in the Godhead, Lord,
+      Though here to dwell Thou deignest,
+      Forever equal reignest,
+    Art equally adored.
+
+    2. O enter, let me know Thee
+      And feel Thy power within,
+    The power that breaks our fetters
+      And rescues us from sin;
+    So wash and cleanse Thou me
+      That I may serve Thee truly
+      And render honor duly
+    With perfect heart to Thee.
+
+    3. An olive wild by nature
+      Thou graftedst me anew;
+    Death preyed upon my vitals
+      And claimed me as his due:
+    But Christ’s atoning blood,
+      In death true comfort granting,
+      Drowned death with all his vaunting,
+    In His baptismal flood.
+
+    4. Thou art, O Holy Spirit,
+      The true anointing Oil,
+    Through which are consecrated
+      Soul, body, ease, and toil
+    To Christ, whose guardian wings,
+      Where’er their lot appointed,
+      Protect His own anointed,
+    His prophets, priests, and kings.
+
+    5. ’Tis Thou, O Spirit, teachest
+      The soul to pray aright;
+    Thy songs have sweetest music,
+      Thy prayers have wondrous might;
+    Unheard they cannot fall,
+      They pierce the highest heaven,
+      Till He His help hath given
+    Who surely helpeth all.
+
+    6. Joy is Thy gift, O Spirit,
+      Thou wouldst not have us pine;
+    In darkest hours Thy comfort
+      Doth aye most brightly shine;
+    And oh, how oft Thy voice
+      Hath shed its sweetness o’er me
+      And opened heaven before me
+    And bid my heart rejoice!
+
+    7. All love is Thine, O Spirit;
+      Thou hatest enmity;
+    Thou lovest peace and friendship,
+      All strife wouldst have us flee;
+    Where wrath and discord reign,
+      Thy whisper inly pleadeth
+      And to the heart that heedeth
+    Brings love and light again.
+
+    8. The whole wide world, O Spirit,
+      Upon Thy hands doth rest;
+    Our wayward hearts Thou turnest
+      As it may seem Thee best;
+    Once more Thy power make known,
+      As Thou hast done so often,
+      Convert the wicked, soften
+    Thou all the hearts of stone.
+
+    9. O Holy Spirit, hear us
+      And make our sorrow cease;
+    Thy scattered flock restore now
+      To union, joy, and peace;
+    Bid flourish once again
+      The lands by men forsaken,
+      The churches spoiled and shaken
+    By war’s unhallowed train.
+
+    10. On those that rule our country,
+      Oh! shower Thy blessings down
+    And in Thy loving-kindness
+      Adorn, as with a crown,
+    With piety our youth,
+      With godliness our nation,
+      That all, to gain salvation,
+    May know Thy heavenly truth.
+
+    11. With holy zeal then fill us
+      To keep the faith still pure;
+    And bless our lands and houses
+      With wealth that may endure;
+    And make the Foe to flee,
+      Who in us with Thee striveth,
+      From out our heart he driveth
+    Whate’er delighteth Thee.
+
+    12. Grant steadfastness and courage
+      That bravely we contend
+    Against the wiles of Satan;
+      O Lord, Thy flock defend!
+    Help us to battle well,
+      To triumph o’er the devil,
+      To overcome the evil
+    And all the powers of hell.
+
+    13. Direct our paths in all things
+      According to Thy mind,
+    And when this life is over
+      And all must be resigned,
+    O grant us then to die
+      With calm and fearless spirit
+      And after death inherit
+    Eternal life on high.
+
+                                                      Paul Gerhardt, 1653.
+
+
+253
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine,
+    Let Thy light within me shine;
+    All my guilty fears remove,
+    Fill me with Thy heavenly love.
+
+    2. Speak Thy pardoning grace to me,
+    Set the burdened sinner free;
+    Lead me to the Lamb of God,
+    Wash me in His precious blood.
+
+    3. Life and peace to me impart;
+    Seal salvation on my heart;
+    Dwell Thyself within my breast,
+    Earnest of eternal rest.
+
+    4. Let me never from Thee stray,
+    Keep me in the narrow way;
+    Fill my soul with joy divine;
+    Keep me, Lord, forever Thine.
+
+                                                    John Stocker, 1777, a.
+
+
+254
+
+                                                          8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 8
+
+    Let songs of praises fill the sky:
+      Christ, our ascended Lord,
+    Sends down His Spirit from on high
+      According to His word:
+    All hail the day of Pentecost,
+    The coming of the Holy Ghost!
+
+    2. The Spirit by His heavenly breath
+      Creates new life within;
+    He quickens sinners from the death
+      Of trespasses and sin:
+    All hail the day of Pentecost,
+    The coming of the Holy Ghost!
+
+    3. The things of Christ the Spirit takes
+      And shows them unto men;
+    The fallen soul His temple makes;
+      God’s image stamps again:
+    All hail the day of Pentecost,
+    The coming of the Holy Ghost!
+
+    4. Come, Holy Spirit, from above
+      With Thy celestial fire;
+    Come and with flames of zeal and love
+      Our hearts and tongues inspire!
+    Be this our day of Pentecost,
+    The coming of the Holy Ghost!
+
+                                                   Thomas Cotterill, 1819.
+
+
+255
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
+      With all Thy quickening powers;
+    Kindle a flame of sacred love
+      In these cold hearts of ours.
+
+    2. See how we grovel here below,
+      Fond of these earthly toys;
+    Our souls, how heavily they go
+      To reach eternal joys!
+
+    3. In vain we tune our formal songs,
+      In vain we strive to rise;
+    Hosannas languish on our tongues,
+      And our devotion dies.
+
+    4. Dear Lord, and shall we ever live
+      At this poor, dying rate—
+    Our love so cold, so faint to Thee,
+      And Thine to us so great?
+
+    5. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
+      With all Thy quickening powers,
+    Come, shed abroad a Savior’s love,
+      And that shall kindle ours.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1709.
+
+
+256
+
+                                                                6, 5, 6, 5
+
+    Holy Spirit, hear us
+      On this sacred day;
+    Come to us with blessing,
+      Come with us to stay.
+
+    2. Come as once Thou camest
+      To the faithful few,
+    Patiently awaiting
+      Jesus’ promise true.
+
+    3. Up to heaven ascending,
+      Our dear Lord has gone;
+    Yet His little children
+      Leaves He not alone.
+
+    4. To His blessed promise
+      Now in faith we cling.
+    Comforter, most holy!
+      Spread o’er us Thy wing.
+
+    5. Lighten Thou our darkness,
+      Be Thyself our Light;
+    Strengthen Thou our weakness,
+      Spirit of all might.
+
+    6. Spirit of adoption,
+      Make us overflow
+    With Thy sevenfold blessing
+      And in grace to grow.
+
+    7. Into Christ baptizèd
+      Grant that we may be,
+    Day and night, dear Spirit,
+      Perfected by Thee!
+
+                                       J. Mohr, 1818; C. F. Hernamann, tr.
+
+
+257
+
+                                                 7, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 9, 9, 8
+
+    Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord!
+    Be all Thy graces now outpoured
+    On each believer’s mind and heart;
+    Thy fervent love to them impart.
+    Lord, by the brightness of Thy light
+    Thou in the faith dost men unite
+    Of every tongue and every nation;
+    We, therefore, sing with exultation:
+        Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
+
+    2. Thou holy Light, Guide Divine,
+    O cause the Word of Life to shine;
+    Teach us to know our God aright
+    And call Him Father with delight.
+    From error, Lord, our souls defend
+    That they on Christ alone attend,
+    In Him with living faith abiding,
+    In Him with all their might confiding.
+        Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
+
+    3. Thou holy Fire, Source of rest,
+    Grant that, with joy and hope possest,
+    We always in Thy service stay
+    And trouble drive us not away.
+    Lord, by Thy power prepare each heart,
+    To our weak nature strength impart
+    That firmly here we be contending,
+    Through life and death to Thee ascending.
+        Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
+
+              From the Latin _Veni, Sancte Spiritus_; Martin Luther, 1524.
+
+
+258
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Come, Holy Spirit, come!
+      Let Thy bright beams arise;
+    Dispel the sorrow from our minds,
+      The darkness from our eyes.
+
+    2. Revive our drooping faith,
+      Our doubts and fears remove,
+    And kindle in our breasts the flame
+      Of never-dying love.
+
+    3. Convince us of our sin,
+      Then lead to Jesus’ blood,
+    And to our wondering view reveal
+      The mercies of our God.
+
+    4. ’Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,
+      To sanctify the soul,
+    To pour fresh life on every part,
+      And new-create the whole.
+
+    5. Dwell, therefore, in our hearts;
+      Our minds from bondage free;
+    Then shall we know and praise and love
+      The Father, Son, and Thee.
+
+                                                        Joseph Hart, 1759.
+
+
+259
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Holy Ghost, with light divine
+    Shine upon this heart of mine;
+    Chase the shades of night away,
+    Turn the darkness into day.
+
+    2. Let me see my Savior’s face,
+    Let me all His beauties trace;
+    Show those glorious truths to me
+    Which are only known to Thee.
+
+    3. Holy Ghost, with power divine
+    Cleanse this guilty heart of mine;
+    In Thy mercy pity me,
+    From sin’s bondage set me free.
+
+    4. Holy Ghost, with joy divine
+    Cheer this saddened heart of mine;
+    Yield a sacred, settled peace,
+    Let it grow and still increase.
+
+    5. Holy Spirit, all divine,
+    Dwell within this heart of mine;
+    Cast down every idol-throne,
+    Reign supreme and reign alone.
+
+    6. See, to Thee I yield my heart,
+    Shed Thy life through every part;
+    A pure temple I would be,
+    Wholly dedicate to Thee.
+
+                                                        Andrew Reed, 1817.
+
+
+260
+
+                                                           9, 9, 11, 10, 4
+
+    Now do we pray God the Holy Ghost
+    For the true faith which we need the most
+    And that He defend us when life is ending
+    And from exile home we shall be wending.
+      Lord, have mercy!
+
+    2. Shine in our hearts, O most precious Light,
+    That we Jesus Christ may know aright,
+    Clinging to our Savior, whose blood has bought us,
+    Who again to our true home has brought us.
+      Lord, have mercy!
+
+    3. Thou sweetest Love, grace on us bestow,
+    Set our hearts with heavenly fire aglow,
+    That with hearts united we love each other,
+    Of one mind, in peace with every brother.
+      Lord, have mercy!
+
+    4. Thou highest Comfort in every need!
+    Grant that neither shame nor death we heed,
+    That e’en then our courage may never fail us
+    When at last th’ Accuser shall assail us.
+      Lord, have mercy!
+
+                              Martin Luther, 1524; Stanza 1, 13th century.
+
+
+
+
+TRINITY.
+
+
+261
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    All glory be to God on high,
+      Who hath our race befriended!
+    To us no harm shall now come nigh,
+      The strife at last is ended;
+    God showeth His good will to men,
+    And peace shall reign on earth again;
+      O thank Him for His goodness!
+
+    2. We praise, we worship Thee, we trust,
+      And give Thee thanks forever,
+    O Father, that Thy rule is just
+      And wise and changes never.
+    Thy boundless power o’er all things reigns,
+    Done is whate’er Thy will ordains:
+      Well for us that Thou rulest!
+
+    3. O Jesus Christ, Thou only Son
+      Of God, Thy heavenly Father,
+    Who didst for all our sins atone
+      And the lost sheep dost gather:
+    Thou Lamb of God, to Thee on high,
+    From out our depths, we sinners cry,
+      Have mercy on us, Jesus!
+
+    4. O Holy Ghost, Thou precious Gift,
+      Thou Comforter unfailing,
+    O’er Satan’s snares our souls uplift
+      And let Thy power availing
+    Avert our woes and calm our dread;
+    For us the Savior’s blood was shed,
+      We trust in Thee to save us.
+
+                                    N. Decius, 1526; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+262
+
+                                                       6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
+
+    Come, Thou almighty King,
+    Help us Thy name to sing,
+      Help us to praise!
+    Father all glorious,
+    O’er all victorious,
+    Come and reign over us,
+      Ancient of Days.
+
+    2. Jesus, our Lord, arise,
+    Scatter our enemies,
+      And make them fall.
+    Let Thine almighty aid
+    Our sure defense be made;
+    Our souls on Thee be stayed;
+      Lord, hear our call!
+
+    3. Come, Thou incarnate Word,
+    Gird on Thy mighty sword,
+      Our prayer attend;
+    Come and Thy people bless
+    And give Thy Word success;
+    Spirit of Holiness,
+      On us descend.
+
+    4. Come, holy Comforter,
+    Thy sacred witness bear
+      In this glad hour.
+    Thou, who almighty art,
+    Now rule in every heart,
+    And ne’er from us depart,
+      Spirit of Power!
+
+    5. To the great One in Three
+    The highest praises be,
+      Hence, evermore!
+    His sovereign majesty
+    May we in glory see
+    And to eternity
+      Love and adore!
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1757.
+
+
+263
+
+                                                            11, 12, 12, 10
+
+    Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
+      Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;
+    Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!
+      God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!
+
+    2. Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,
+      Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea,
+    Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
+      Which wert and art and evermore shalt be.
+
+    3. Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide Thee,
+      Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,
+    Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee,
+      Perfect in power, in love, and purity.
+
+    4. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
+      All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth and sky and sea;
+    Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!
+      God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!
+
+                                                     Reginald Heber, 1827.
+
+
+264
+
+                                                 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    The mystery hidden from the eyes
+      Of learned men and sages,
+    God hath revealed us from the skies,
+      In Scripture’s holy pages,
+    That He alone is King above
+      All other gods whatever,
+    Great, mighty, faithful, full of love,
+      His people’s Shield and Savior;
+    One Essence, but Three Persons.
+
+    2. As Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
+      The righteous seed adore Him;
+    So named, so praised, He is the boast
+      Of all who bow before Him;
+    He’s Abraham’s and Isaac’s God,
+      And Jacob’s, whom He knoweth,
+    The Lord of hosts, who every good,
+      Both night and day, bestoweth;
+    Who only worketh wonders.
+
+    3. The Father hath the Son begot,
+      First-born of every creature;
+    The Son took our weak flesh, but not
+      Our sinfulness of nature;
+    Both from the Father and the Son
+      The Holy Ghost proceedeth
+    From all eternity; yet none
+      In might and power exceedeth;
+    All equal, coeternal.
+
+    4. Be glad, my heart, thy Portion see,
+      Thy priceless Pearl and Treasure!
+    He is thy Friend, supply will He
+      Thy needs with bounteous measure;
+    He made thee in His image, was
+      For thy offenses smitten,
+    With true faith fill thee, through His grace
+      Doth all thy crosses sweeten
+    With His dear word of promise.
+
+    5. Rise, then, to Him, the Ever-blest,
+      And learn to know Him rightly;
+    Such knowledge can alone bring rest
+      And make thy soul burn brightly
+    With the pure flame of holy love,
+      Which cheers thy course to heaven;
+    For God will show thee things above
+      Which here ’tis only given
+    To hear of and see darkly.
+
+    6. But woe to the ungodly race,
+      In wilful blindness living,
+    Rejecting God and His dear grace,
+      Their hearts to creatures giving.
+    On them, alas! hell’s dreadful gates
+      Ere long will close forever;
+    For him who God rejects and hates
+      God will reject and sever
+    From His eternal kingdom.
+
+    7. O Prince of Might, Thy mercy show,
+      Thou God of earth and heaven;
+    To every sinner here below
+      Thy saving grace be given!
+    Bring back Thy sheep that go astray
+      And blinded eyes enlighten,
+    And turn Thou everything away
+      That wickedly might frighten
+    Thine own, whose faith is feeble.
+
+    8. Grant this, that we, Thy people, may
+      All reach the heavenly portals
+    And in Thy kingdom sing for aye
+      Mid all the blest immortals:
+    That Thou, O Lord, art King alone,
+      Above all gods whatever,
+    The Father, Son, and Spirit, One,
+      Thy people’s Shield and Savior,
+    One Essence, but Three Persons!
+
+                                                      Paul Gerhardt, 1666.
+
+
+265
+
+                                                                8, 8, 8, 6
+
+    God of my life, Thy boundless grace
+      Chose, pardoned, and adopted me;
+    My Rest, my Home, my Dwelling-place:
+      Father, I come to Thee.
+
+    2. Jesus, my Hope, my Rock, my Shield,
+      Whose precious blood was shed for me,
+    Into Thy hands my soul I yield:
+      Savior, I come to Thee.
+
+    3. Spirit of glory and of God,
+      Long hast Thou deigned my Guide to be;
+    Now be Thy comfort sweet bestowed:
+      My God, I come to Thee.
+
+    4. I come to join that countless host
+      Who praise Thy name unceasingly;
+    Blest Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
+      My God, I come to Thee.
+
+                                                  Charlotte Elliott, 1841.
+
+
+266
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Thou who art Three in unity,
+    True God from all eternity,
+    The sun is fading from our sight,
+    Shine Thou on us with heavenly light.
+
+    2. We praise Thee with the dawning day,
+    To Thee at even also pray;
+    With our poor song we worship Thee
+    Now, ever, and eternally.
+
+    3. Let God the Father be adored,
+    And God the Son, the only Lord,
+    And God the Holy Spirit be
+    Adored throughout eternity!
+
+            From the Latin of St. Ambrose; M. Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr.
+
+
+267
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Father of glory, to Thy name
+      Immortal praise we give,
+    Who dost an act of grace proclaim
+      And bid us rebels live.
+
+    2. Immortal honor to the Son,
+      Who makes Thine anger cease;
+    Our lives He ransomed with His own
+      And died to make our peace.
+
+    3. To Thine almighty Spirit be
+      Immortal glory given,
+    Whose teachings bring us near to Thee
+      And train us up for heaven.
+
+    4. Let men with their united voice
+      Adore th’ eternal God
+    And spread His honors and their joys
+      Through nations far abroad.
+
+    5. Let faith and love and duty join
+      One grateful song to raise;
+    Let saints in earth and heaven combine
+      In harmony and praise.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, c. 1721.
+
+
+268
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7
+
+    Glory be to God the Father,
+      Glory be to God the Son,
+    Glory be to God the Spirit;
+      Great Jehovah, Three in One!
+        Glory, glory,
+      While eternal ages run!
+
+    2. Glory be to Him who loved us,
+      Washed us from each spot and stain;
+    Glory be to Him who bought us,
+      Made us kings with Him to reign!
+        Glory, glory,
+      To the Lamb that once was slain!
+
+    3. Glory to the King of angels,
+      Glory to the Church’s King,
+    Glory to the King of nations;
+      Heaven and earth, your praises bring!
+        Glory, glory,
+      To the King of Glory bring!
+
+    4. Glory, blessing, praise eternal!
+      Thus the choir of angels sings;
+    Honor, riches, power, dominion!
+      Thus its praise creation brings;
+        Glory, glory,
+      Glory to the King of kings!
+
+                                                           H. Bonar, 1866.
+
+
+269
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Father of heav’n, whose love profound
+    A ransom for our souls has found,
+    Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
+    To us Thy pardoning love extend.
+
+    2. Almighty Son, Incarnate Word,
+    Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord,
+    Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
+    To us Thy saving grace extend.
+
+    3. Eternal Spirit, by whose breath
+    The soul is raised from sin and death,
+    Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
+    To us Thy quickening power extend.
+
+    4. Jehovah, Father, Spirit, Son,
+    Eternal Godhead, Three in One,
+    Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
+    Grace, pardon, life, to us extend.
+
+                                                          E. Cooper, 1805.
+
+
+270
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Father, in whom we live,
+      In whom we are and move,
+    All glory, power, and praise receive
+      For Thy creating love.
+
+    2. O Thou Incarnate Word,
+      Let all Thy ransomed race
+    Unite in thanks, with one accord,
+      For Thy redeeming grace.
+
+    3. Spirit of Holiness,
+      Let all Thy saints adore
+    Thy sacred gifts and join to bless
+      Thy heart-renewing power.
+
+    4. Eternal Triune Lord,
+      Let all the hosts above,
+    Let all the sons of men record,
+      And dwell upon, Thy love.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1746.
+
+
+271
+
+                                                                   7s 14 l
+
+    God the Father, be our Stay
+      When hell’s dread powers assail us;
+    Cleanse us from our sins, we pray,
+      Nor in our last hour fail us.
+        Keep us from the Evil One,
+    Firm in the faith abiding,
+    In Christ, our Savior, hiding,
+    And heartily confiding.
+      Let us put God’s armor on:
+    With all true Christians running
+    Our heavenly race and shunning
+    The devil’s wiles and cunning.
+      Amen, Amen, this be done,
+    So sing we, Hallelujah!
+
+    2. Jesus Christ, be Thou our Stay
+      When hell’s dread powers assail us;
+    Cleanse us from our sins, we pray,
+      Nor in our last hour fail us.
+        Keep us from the Evil One,
+    Firm in the faith abiding,
+    In Christ, our Savior, hiding,
+    And heartily confiding.
+      Let us put God’s armor on:
+    With all true Christians running
+    Our heavenly race and shunning
+    The devil’s wiles and cunning.
+      Amen, Amen, this be done,
+    So sing we, Hallelujah!
+
+    3. Holy Ghost, be Thou our Stay
+      When hell’s dread powers assail us;
+    Cleanse us from our sins, we pray,
+      Nor in our last hour fail us.
+        Keep us from the Evil One,
+    Firm in the faith abiding,
+    In Christ, our Savior, hiding,
+    And heartily confiding.
+      Let us put God’s armor on:
+    With all true Christians running
+    Our heavenly race and shunning
+    The devil’s wiles and cunning.
+      Amen, Amen, this be done,
+    So sing we, Hallelujah!
+
+                   Adapted by Martin Luther, 1524, from 15th Cent. Litany.
+
+
+272
+
+                                                    6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    The Lord, my God, be praised,
+      My Light, my Life from heaven;
+    My Maker, who to me
+      Hath soul and body given;
+    My Father, who protects
+      My life from infancy
+    And mighty gifts of love
+      Hath e’er bestowed on me.
+
+    2. The Lord, my God, be praised,
+      My Trust, my Life from heaven,
+    The Father’s own dear Son,
+      Whose life for me was given;
+    Who thus atoned for me
+      With His most precious blood;
+    Who giveth to my faith
+      The greatest heavenly good.
+
+    3. The Lord, my God, be praised,
+      My Hope, my Life from heaven,
+    The Father’s Spirit, whom
+      The Son to me hath given;
+    He who revives my heart
+      And gives me strength and power,
+    Help, comfort, and support
+      In sorrow’s gloomy hour.
+
+    4. The Lord, my God, be praised,
+      He who forever liveth,
+    To whom the heavenly host
+      E’er praise and honor giveth.
+    The Lord, my God, be praised,
+      In whose great name I boast,
+    God Father, God the Son,
+      And God the Holy Ghost.
+
+    5. To Him we now sing praise,
+      With joy our offering bringing
+    And with the angel host
+      The “Holy! Holy!” singing.
+    To Him all Christendom
+      Sings praises joyfully;
+    The Lord, my God, be praised
+      Throughout eternity!
+
+                                          J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+
+
+REFORMATION.
+
+
+273
+
+                                                 8, 7, 8, 7, 5, 5, 5, 6, 7
+
+    A Mighty Fortress is our God,
+      A trusty Shield and Weapon;
+    He helps us free from every need
+      That hath us now o’ertaken.
+    The old evil Foe
+    Now means deadly woe;
+    Deep guile and great might
+    Are his dread arms in fight,
+      On earth is not his equal.
+
+    2. With might of ours can naught be done,
+      Soon were our loss effected;
+    But for us fights the Valiant One,
+      Whom God Himself elected.
+    Ask ye, Who is this?
+    Jesus Christ it is,
+    Of Sabaoth Lord,
+    And there’s none other God,
+      He holds the field forever.
+
+    3. Though devils all the world should fill,
+      All eager to devour us,
+    We tremble not, we fear no ill,
+      They shall not overpower us.
+    This world’s prince may still
+    Scowl fierce as he will,
+    He can harm us none,
+    He’s judged; the deed is done;
+      One little word can fell him.
+
+    4. The Word they still shall let remain
+      And not a thank have for it;
+    He’s by our side upon the plain
+      With His good gifts and Spirit.
+    And take they our life,
+    Goods, fame, child, and wife:
+    Let these all be gone,
+    They yet have nothing won;
+      The Kingdom ours remaineth.
+
+                                                      Martin Luther, 1527.
+
+
+274
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work,
+    Restrain the murderous Pope and Turk,
+    Who fain would tear from off Thy throne
+    Christ Jesus, Thy beloved Son.
+
+    2. Lord Jesus Christ, Thy power make known,
+    For Thou art Lord of lords alone;
+    Shield Thy poor Christendom that we
+    May evermore sing praise to Thee.
+
+    3. Thou Comforter of priceless worth,
+    Give one mind to Thy flock on earth,
+    Stand by us in our final strife,
+    And lead us out of death to life.
+
+    4. Destroy their counsels, Lord, our God,
+    And smite them with an iron rod,
+    And let them fall into the snare
+    Which for Thy Christians they prepare,
+
+    5. So that at last they may perceive
+    That, Lord, our God, Thou still dost live
+    And dost deliver mightily
+    All those who put their trust in Thee.
+
+                     Martin Luther, 1541; Stanzas 4 and 5, J. Jonas, 1544.
+
+
+275
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Thine honor rescue, Christ, our Lord!
+    Hear Zion’s sighs and help afford;
+    Destroy the wiles of mighty foes,
+    Who now Thy Word and truth oppose.
+
+    2. Their craft and vaunting pomp is great;
+    High beat their hearts, with power elate;
+    Our dearest hopes they but deride,
+    They deem us nothing in their pride.
+
+    3. Forgive, O Lord, our sins forgive,
+    Grant us Thy grace and let us live;
+    Convince Thy foes throughout the land
+    That godless counsels shall not stand.
+
+    4. Preserve Thy little flock in peace,
+    Nor let Thy boundless mercy cease;
+    Let it to all the world appear
+    That Thy true Church indeed is here.
+
+    5. That Thou art with us loud proclaim,
+    Who put’st our enemies to shame,
+    Dost all their haughtiness suppress
+    And help Thine own in their distress.
+
+                                        J. Heermann, 1630; M. Loy, tr., a.
+
+
+276
+
+                                                          8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6
+
+    Fear not, O little flock, the Foe
+    Who madly seeks your overthrow;
+      Dread not his rage and power:
+    What though your courage sometimes faints,
+    His seeming triumph o’er God’s saints
+      Lasts but a little hour.
+
+    2. Be of good cheer; your cause belongs
+    To Him who can avenge your wrongs;
+      Leave it to Him, our Lord.
+    Though hidden yet from mortal eyes,
+    His Gideon shall for you arise,
+      Uphold you and His Word.
+
+    3. As true as God’s own Word is true,
+    Not earth nor hell with all their crew
+      Against us shall prevail.
+    A jest and byword are they grown;
+    God is with us, we are His own;
+      Our victory cannot fail.
+
+    4. Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer!
+    Great Captain, now Thine arm make bare,
+      Fight for us once again!
+    So shall Thy saints and martyrs raise
+    A mighty chorus to Thy praise,
+      World without end. Amen.
+
+                      J. M. Altenburg, † 1640; C. Winkworth, tr., 1855, a.
+
+
+277
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    The mouth of fools doth God confess,
+      But while their lips draw nigh Him,
+    Their heart is full of wickedness,
+      And all their deeds deny Him.
+    Corrupt are they, and every one
+    Abominable works hath done;
+      There is not one well-doer.
+
+    2. The Lord looked from His heavenly throne
+      On all mankind below Him
+    To see if there were any one
+      Who truly sought to know Him,
+    And all his understanding bent
+    To search His holy Word, intent
+      To do His will in earnest.
+
+    3. But none there was who walked with God,
+      For all aside had slidden,
+    Delusive paths of folly trod,
+      And followed lusts forbidden;
+    Not one there was who practised good,
+    Though many deemed, in haughty mood,
+      Their deeds to God were pleasing.
+
+    4. “How long, by folly blindly led,
+      Will they oppress the needy
+    And My own flock devour like bread?”
+      So fierce are they and greedy!
+    In God they put no trust at all,
+    Nor on His name in trouble call,
+      But be their own providers.
+
+    5. Therefore their heart is never still,
+      A constant fear dismays them,
+    God is with him who doth His will,
+      Who trusts Him and obeys Him;
+    Ye shame the counsel of the poor
+    And mock him when he doth assure
+      That God is e’er his Refuge.
+
+    6. Who shall to Israel’s outcast race
+      From Zion bring salvation?
+    God will Himself at length show grace
+      And loose the captive nation;
+    That will He do by Christ, their King;
+    Let Jacob then be glad and sing
+      And Israel be joyful.
+
+                               Ps. 14. Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr.
+
+
+278
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    O God, from heaven look down and see,
+      A sight which well may move Thee:
+    Of godly men, how few there be;
+      Forsaken we who love Thee!
+    Withheld is Thy pure Word, the light
+    Of faith itself extinguished quite
+      In all the sons of Adam.
+
+    2. Fictions they teach with cunning art
+      And lies of man’s invention;
+    Not grounded on God’s Word, their heart
+      Breeds naught but strange dissension;
+    One chooses this, another that,
+    Untold division they create
+      Though saintlike in appearance.
+
+    3. May God root out all heresy
+      And of false teachers rid us,
+    Who proudly say: “Now, where is he
+      Who would our speech forbid us!
+    We have the right and might alone,
+    And what we say must stand, we own
+      None as our lord and master.”
+
+    4. Therefore saith God: “I must arise
+      To quell their great wrong-doing;
+    To Me ascend My people’s sighs,
+      And I have heard their suing.
+    My saving Word shall take the field,
+    Shall be the poor man’s strength and shield,
+      Shall conquer all opponents.”
+
+    5. As silver seven times furnace-tried,
+      Is pure from all its drosses,
+    So doth the Word of God abide
+      The brighter for its crosses;
+    For trial shows its worth aright
+    And manifests its strength and light,
+      That through all lands it shineth.
+
+    6. O God, preserve it pure and free
+      From this vile generation
+    And let us be preserved by Thee
+      From their abomination.
+    The wicked walk on every side
+    When mid Thy flock the vile abide
+      In power and are exalted.
+
+                                              Ps. 12. Martin Luther, 1524.
+
+
+279
+
+                                                             10, 10, 10, 4
+
+    Christ, Thou the Champion of the band who own
+    Thy Cross, O make Thy succor quickly known!
+    The schemes of those who long our blood have sought
+    Bring Thou to naught.
+
+    2. Do Thou Thyself for us, Thy children, fight,
+    Withstand the devil, quell his rage and might;
+    Whate’er assails Thy members left below
+    Do Thou o’erthrow.
+
+    3. And give us Thy peace: peace in Church and school;
+    Peace to the powers who o’er our country rule;
+    Peace to the conscience, peace within the heart,
+    Do Thou impart.
+
+    4. So shall Thy goodness here be still adored,
+    Thou Guardian of Thy little flock, dear Lord;
+    And heaven and earth through all eternity
+    Shall worship Thee.
+
+                       M. A. von Loewenstern, 1644; C. Winkworth, tr. abr.
+
+
+280
+
+                                                             11, 11, 11, 5
+
+    Ah! Lord, our God, let them not be confounded
+    Who, though by want and woe and pain surrounded,
+    Yet day and night still for Thy hope are sighing,
+    To Thee are crying.
+
+    2. But put to shame Thy foes who breathe defiance
+    And make their own vain might their sole reliance.
+    O turn in mercy to Thy generation;
+    Lord, have compassion!
+
+    3. We stand bereft of help and poor and lonely;
+    ’Twere vain to trust in man. With Thee, Lord, only
+    We may defeat the enemies around us
+    Who seek to wound us.
+
+    4. Thou art our Champion, who canst overthrow them
+    And save the little flock now crushed below them.
+    We trust in Thee; for Jesus’ sake be near us;
+    Help, Helper, hear us!
+
+                                      J. Heermann, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+281
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    No change of time shall ever shock
+      My firm affection, Lord, to Thee;
+    For Thou hast always been a Rock,
+      A Fortress, and Defense to me.
+
+    2. Thou my Deliverer art, my God;
+      My trust is in Thy mighty power.
+    Thou art my Shield from foes abroad;
+      At home, my Safeguard and my Tower.
+
+    3. To Thee I will address my prayer,
+      To whom all praise we justly owe;
+    So shall I, by Thy watchful care,
+      Be guarded safe from every foe.
+
+    4. Let the eternal Lord be praised,
+      The Rock on whose defense I rest.
+    O’er highest heavens His name be raised
+      Who me with His salvation blest.
+
+                                        Ps. 18. Tate and Brady, 1698, abr.
+
+
+282
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Had God not come, may Israel say,
+      Had God not come to aid us,
+    Our enemies before this day
+      Would surely have dismayed us;
+    For we are but a handful small,
+    Held in contempt and scorn by all,
+      All men rise up against us.
+
+    2. Their furious Wrath, did God permit,
+      Would surely have consumed us
+    And in the deep and yawning pit
+      With life and limb entombed us;
+    Like men o’er whom dark waters roll,
+    The streams had gone e’en o’er our soul
+      And mightily o’erwhelmed us.
+
+    3. Blest be the Lord, who from the pit
+      Snatched us when it was gaping;
+    Our souls, like birds that break the net,
+      To the blue skies escaping;
+    The snare is broken—we are free!
+    Our help is ever, Lord, in Thee,
+      The God of earth and heaven.
+
+                          Ps. 124. Martin Luther, 1525; R. Massie, tr., a.
+
+
+283
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    When Rome had shrouded earth in night,
+    God said again, Let there be light!
+    And Luther with the Gospel came
+    To spread the truth in Jesus’ name.
+
+    2. When Rome the saints of God oppressed,
+    And burdened souls could find no rest,
+    Through Luther God deliv’rance sent
+    By His pure Word and Sacrament.
+
+    3. Though hosts against us stand arrayed,
+    Christ bids us still, Be not afraid.
+    Though all its powers the truth assail,
+    The gates of hell shall not prevail.
+
+    4. To-day with joyful hearts we sing
+    The guardian care of Christ, our King,
+    Who through His chosen instrument
+    To us hath this salvation sent.
+
+    5. O Lord, whose mercies still endure,
+    Preserve to us Thy Gospel pure;
+    Let it alone within us reign
+    That Thine the glory may remain.
+
+                                                             M. Loy, 1880.
+
+
+284
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    If God were not upon our side
+      When round us foes are raging,
+    Were not Himself our Help and Guide
+      When bitter war they’re waging,
+    Were He not Israel’s mighty Shield,
+    To whom their utmost craft must yield,
+      We surely must have perished.
+
+    2. But now no human wit or might
+      His chosen people frighteth;
+    God sitteth in the highest height,
+      And He their counsels blighteth.
+    When craftiest snares and nets they lay,
+    God doth His work another way
+      And makes a path before us.
+
+    3. Against our souls they rage and mock,
+      Exciting great commotion;
+    As billows meet with angry shock
+      Out on the stormy ocean,
+    So they our lives with fury seek.
+    But God hath pity on the weak,
+      And Him they have forgotten.
+
+    4. They call us heretics and aye
+      Their Christian name are flaunting;
+    They seek to spill our blood, while they
+      Their fear of God are vaunting.
+    Ah, God! that precious name of Thine
+    O’er many a wicked deed must shine,
+      But Thou wilt once avenge it.
+
+    5. They open wide their ravenous jaws
+      And threaten to devour us,
+    But thanks to God, who rules our cause,
+      They shall not overpower us;
+    Their snares He yet will bring to naught
+    And overthrow what they have taught;
+      God is too mighty for them.
+
+    6. How richly He consoleth those
+      Whom no one else befriendeth!
+    The door of grace doth never close;
+      Sense cannot comprehend it
+    How this may be and deems all lost,
+    When through this very cross a host
+      Of champions God is raising.
+
+    7. Our foes, O God, are in Thy hand,
+      Thou knowest their endeavor;
+    But only give us strength to stand
+      And let us waver never,
+    Though reason strives with faith, and still
+    It fears to wholly trust Thy will
+      And sees not Thy salvation.
+
+    8. But heaven and earth, O Lord, are Thine,
+      For Thou alone hast made them;
+    Thy light let on Thy people shine
+      And in their sorrow aid them.
+    Ignite our hearts to love and faith
+    That shall be steadfast e’en to death,
+      Howe’er the world may murmur.
+
+                        Ps. 124. Justus Jonas, 1524; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS.
+
+
+285
+
+                                                                   10s 4 l
+
+    Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright,
+    Filled with celestial resplendence and light,
+    These that, where night never followeth day,
+    Raise the “Thrice holy, Lord!” ever and aye!
+
+    2. These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own,
+    Lord God of Sabaoth, nearest Thy throne.
+    These are Thy messengers; these dost Thou send,
+    Help of the helpless ones, man to defend.
+
+    3. When by Thy word earth was first poised in space,
+    When the far planets first sped on their race,
+    When was completed the six days’ employ,
+    Then “all the sons of God shouted for joy.”
+
+    4. Still let them succor us; still let them fight,
+    Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right,
+    Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour,
+    We with the angels may bow and adore.
+
+                 Joseph of the Studium, c. 850; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862, a.
+
+
+286
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord God, we all to Thee give praise,
+    Thank-offerings meet to Thee we raise,
+    That Thou didst angel hosts create
+    Around Thy glorious throne to wait.
+
+    2. They glow with light and heavenly grace
+    And constantly behold Thy face;
+    Obedience to Thy voice they yield
+    And are with godly wisdom filled.
+
+    3. They never rest nor sleep as we;
+    Their whole delight is but to be
+    Forever near Thee, gracious Lord,
+    Thy little flock to watch and guard.
+
+    4. The foul old Dragon and dread Foe
+    With envy, hate, and wrath doth glow;
+    It always is his aim and pride
+    Thy Christian people to divide.
+
+    5. As he has blighted earth of old,
+    He keeps e’en now his deathly hold,
+    Chafes madly to annihilate
+    All virtue, honor, Church, and State.
+
+    6. Therefore no halt or rest he knows;
+    A roaring lion round he goes,
+    Or lies in wait with baneful snare
+    To drive the Christians to despair.
+
+    7. But watchful is the angel band
+    That follows Christ on every hand
+    And guards Thy holy Christendom
+    From harm that might from Satan come.
+
+    8. From Daniel’s case this may be seen
+    When he sat in the lions’ den,
+    And likewise angels rescued Lot
+    That the ungodly harmed him not.
+
+    9. When the three Hebrews were at last
+    Into the fiery furnace cast,
+    No power had fiercest flames to harm
+    Against the rescuing angel’s arm.
+
+    10. And thus our God, still at this day,
+    From harm and many an evil way
+    Keeps near us His dear angel guard,
+    Placed over us as watch and ward.
+
+    11. For this, now and eternally,
+    Our praise shall rise, O God, to Thee,
+    Whom all the angel hosts adore
+    With joy now and forevermore.
+
+    12. We also pray Thee to defend
+    By them unto the latter end
+    Thy fold, that little flock, O Lord,
+    That holds in honor Thy blest Word.
+
+                    From the Latin of Philip Melanchthon. Paul Eber, 1566.
+
+
+287
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Jesus, Brightness of the Father,
+      Life and Strength of all who live!
+    In the presence of the angels
+      Glory in Thy name we give:
+    And Thy wondrous praise rehearse,
+    Singing in harmonious verse.
+
+    2. Blessed Lord, by their protection
+      Shelter us from harm this day;
+    Keep us pure in flesh and spirit;
+      Save us from the Foe, we pray:
+    And vouchsafe us by Thy grace
+    In Thy paradise a place.
+
+    3. Glory to th’ almighty Father,
+      Sing we with the heavenly host;
+    Glory to the great Redeemer,
+      Glory to the Holy Ghost;
+    Three in One, and One in Three,
+    Throughout all eternity!
+
+                         Rhabanus Maurus, † 856; E. Caswall, tr., 1848, a.
+
+
+
+
+ALL SAINTS.
+
+
+288
+
+                                                           7, 6, 8, 6, 8 l
+
+    Ten thousand times ten thousand
+      In sparkling raiment bright,
+    The armies of the ransomed saints
+      Throng up the steeps of light.
+    ’Tis finished! all is finished,
+      Their fight with death and sin;
+    Fling open wide the golden gates,
+      And let the victors in.
+
+    2. What rush of alleluias
+      Fills all the earth and sky!
+    What ringing of a thousand harps
+      Bespeaks the triumph nigh!
+    O day, for which creation
+      And all its tribes were made;
+    O joy, for all its former woes
+      A thousandfold repaid!
+
+    3. Oh, then, what raptured greetings
+      On Canaan’s happy shore;
+    What knitting severed friendships up,
+      Where partings are no more!
+    Then eyes with joy shall sparkle
+      That brimmed with tears of late;
+    Orphans no longer fatherless
+      Nor widows desolate.
+
+    4. Bring near Thy great salvation,
+      Thou Lamb for sinners slain;
+    Fill up the roll of Thine elect,
+      Then take Thy power and reign.
+    Appear, Desire of nations,
+      Thine exiles long for home;
+    Show in the heav’ns Thy promised sign;
+      Thou Prince and Savior, come!
+
+                                                          H. Alford, 1867.
+
+
+289
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    For all Thy saints, O Lord,
+      Who strove in Thee to live,
+    Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored,
+      Our grateful hymn receive.
+
+    2. For all Thy saints, O Lord,
+      Accept our thankful cry,
+    Who counted Thee their great reward
+      And strove in Thee to die.
+
+    3. They all in life and death,
+      With Thee, their Lord, in view,
+    Learned from Thy Holy Spirit’s breath
+      To suffer and to do.
+
+    4. For this Thy name we bless
+      And humbly pray that we
+    May follow them in holiness
+      And live and die in Thee.
+
+                                                       R. Mant, 1837, abr.
+
+
+290
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Hark! the sound of holy voices
+      Chanting o’er the crystal sea,
+    Alleluia, Alleluia,
+      Alleluia, Lord, to Thee!
+    Multitudes which none can number
+      Like the stars in glory stand,
+    Clothed in white apparel, holding
+      Palms of vict’ry in their hand.
+
+    2. Patriarch, and holy prophet,
+      Who prepared the way of Christ,
+    King, apostle, saint, confessor,
+      Martyr and evangelist,
+    Saintly maiden, godly matron,
+      Widows who have watched to prayer,
+    Joined in holy concert, singing
+      To the Lord of all, are there.
+
+    3. They have come from tribulation
+      And have washed their robes in blood,
+    Washed them in the blood of Jesus;
+      Tried they were, and firm they stood.
+    Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented,
+      Sawn asunder, slain with sword,
+    They have conquered death and Satan
+      By the might of Christ the Lord.
+
+    4. Marching with Thy cross, their banner,
+      They have triumphed, following
+    Thee, the Captain of salvation,
+      Thee, their Savior and their King.
+    Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered,
+      Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died,
+    And by death to life immortal
+      They were born and glorified.
+
+    5. Now they reign in heavenly glory.
+      Now they walk in golden light,
+    Now they drink, as from a river,
+      Holy bliss and infinite.
+    Love and peace they taste forever
+      And all truth and knowledge see
+    In the beatific vision
+      Of the blessed Trinity.
+
+                                                      C. Wordsworth, 1862.
+
+
+
+
+HARVEST AND THANKSGIVING.
+
+
+291
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    O Lord, whose bounteous hand again
+      Hath poured Thy gifts in plenty down,
+    Who all creation dost sustain
+      And all the earth with goodness crown:
+    Lord of the harvest, here we own
+    Our joy Thy gift, and Thine alone.
+
+    2. O may we ne’er with thankless heart
+      Forget from whom our blessings flow.
+    Still, Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart;
+      Still teach us what to Thee we owe.
+    Lord, may our lives with fruit divine
+    Return Thy care and prove us Thine.
+
+    3. Lord, grant that each may sow to Thee;
+      Grant us in endless life to reap.
+    Of every heart the Guardian be;
+      By day and night Thy servants keep
+    That all to Thee may joy afford
+    On Thy great harvest-day, O Lord.
+
+                                                                     Anon.
+
+
+292
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O Lord, I sing with lips and heart,
+      Joy of my soul, to Thee;
+    To earth Thy knowledge I impart
+      As it is known to me.
+
+    2. Thou art the Fount of grace, I know,
+      And Spring so full and free,
+    Whence saving health and goodness flow
+      Each day so bounteously.
+
+    3. For what have all that live and move
+      Through this wide world below
+    That does not from Thy bounteous love,
+      O heavenly Father, flow?
+
+    4. Who built the lofty firmament?
+      Who spread th’ expanse of blue?
+    By whom are to our pastures sent
+      Refreshing rain and dew?
+
+    5. Who warmeth us in cold and frost?
+      Who shields us from the wind?
+    Who orders it that oil and must
+      We in their season find?
+
+    6. Who is it life and health bestows?
+      Who keeps us with His hand
+    In golden peace, wards off war’s woes
+      From our dear native land?
+
+    7. O Lord, of this and all our store
+      Thou art the Author blest;
+    Thou keepest watch before our door
+      While we securely rest.
+
+    8. Thou feedest us from year to year
+      And constant dost abide;
+    With ready help in time of fear
+      Thou standest at our side.
+
+    9. With patience dost Thou ever chide
+      And chasten’st sparingly;
+    Thou castest all our sins aside
+      And drown’st them in the sea.
+
+    10. When silent woe our bosom rends,
+      Thy pity sees our grief
+    And gives what to our glory tends
+      No less than our relief.
+
+    11. Thou knowest when a Christian weeps
+      And why his tear-drops fall;
+    And in the book Thy mercy keeps
+      These things are noted all.
+
+    12. Our deepest needs dost Thou supply,
+      Thou giv’st what lasts for aye;
+    Thou lead’st us to our home on high
+      When hence we pass away.
+
+    13. Rejoice, my heart, be glad and sing,
+      A cheerful trust maintain!
+    For God, the Source of everything,
+      Thy Portion will remain.
+
+    14. He is thy Treasure, He thy Joy,
+      Thy Life and Light and Lord,
+    Thy Counselor when doubts annoy,
+      Thy Shield and great Reward.
+
+    15. In restless thought or blank despair
+      Why spend each day and night?
+    On Him who made thee cast thy care;
+      He makes our burdens light.
+
+    16. Did not His love and truth and power
+      Watch o’er thy childhood’s day?
+    Has He not oft in threatening hour
+      Turned dreaded ills away?
+
+    17. His wisdom never plans in vain,
+      Ne’er falters or mistakes;
+    All that His counsels did ordain
+      A happy ending makes.
+
+    18. Upon thy lips, then, lay thy hand
+      And trust His guiding love;
+    Then firm as rock thy peace shall stand
+      Here and in heaven above.
+
+                                                      Paul Gerhardt, 1653.
+
+
+293
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    We sing th’ almighty power of God,
+      Who bade the mountains rise,
+    Who spread the flowing seas abroad,
+      And built the lofty skies.
+
+    2. We sing the wisdom that ordained
+      The sun to rule the day;
+    The moon shines, too, at His command,
+      And all the stars obey.
+
+    3. We sing the goodness of the Lord,
+      Who fills the earth with food;
+    Who formed His creatures by a word
+      And then pronounced them good.
+
+    4. Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed
+      Where’er we turn our eyes,
+    Whene’er we view the ground we tread
+      Or gaze upon the skies!
+
+    5. There’s not a plant nor flower below
+      But makes Thy glories known;
+    And clouds arise and tempests blow
+      By order from Thy throne.
+
+    6. On Thee each moment we depend;
+      If Thou withdraw, we die.
+    Oh, may we ne’er that God offend
+      Who is forever nigh!
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1715.
+
+
+294
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise
+      In hymns of adoration,
+    To Thee bring sacrifice of praise
+      With shouts of exultation:
+    Bright robes of gold the fields adorn,
+      The hills with joy are ringing,
+    The valleys stand so thick with corn
+      That even they are singing.
+
+    2. And now, on this our festal day,
+      Thy bounteous hand confessing,
+    Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay
+      The first-fruits of Thy blessing.
+    By Thee the souls of men are fed
+      With gifts of grace supernal,
+    Thou who dost give us earthly bread,
+      Give us the Bread eternal.
+
+    3. We bear the burden of the day
+      And often toil seems dreary;
+    But labor ends with sunset ray,
+      And rest comes for the weary.
+    May we, the angel-reaping o’er,
+      Stand at the last accepted,
+    Christ’s golden sheaves forevermore
+      To garners bright elected.
+
+    4. Oh, blessed is that land of God
+      Where saints abide forever;
+    Where golden fields spread fair and broad,
+      Where flows the crystal river.
+    The strains of all its holy throng
+      With ours to-day are blending;
+    Thrice blessed is that harvest-song
+      Which never hath an ending.
+
+                                                          W. C. Dix, 1864.
+
+
+295
+
+                                                                    7s 8 l
+
+    Come, ye thankful people, come,
+    Raise the song of Harvest-home;
+    All is safely gathered in
+    Ere the winter storms begin;
+    God, our Maker, doth provide
+    For our wants to be supplied.
+    Come to God’s own temple, come;
+    Raise the song of Harvest-home.
+
+    2. We ourselves are God’s own field,
+    Fruit unto His praise to yield;
+    Wheat and tares together sown,
+    Unto joy or sorrow grown;
+    First the blade and then the ear,
+    Then the full corn shall appear.
+    Lord of harvest, grant that we
+    Wholesome grain and pure may be.
+
+    3. For the Lord, our God, shall come
+    and shall take His harvest home;
+    From His field shall purge away
+    All that doth offend, that day;
+    Give His angels charge at last
+    In the fire the tares to cast,
+    But the fruitful ears to store
+    In His garner evermore.
+
+    4. Come, Thou Lord of harvest, come
+    To Thy final Harvest-home;
+    Gather Thou Thy people in,
+    Free from sorrow, free from sin,
+    There, forever purified,
+    In Thy garner to abide.
+    Come with all Thine angels, come,
+    Raise the glorious Harvest-home!
+
+                                                          H. Alford, 1845.
+
+
+296
+
+                                                                    7s 8 l
+
+    Christ, by heav’nly hosts adored,
+    Gracious, mighty, sov’reign Lord,
+    God of nations, King of kings,
+    Head of all created things,
+    By the Church with joy contest,
+    God o’er all forever blest;
+    Pleading at Thy throne we stand,
+    Save Thy people, bless our land.
+
+    2. On our fields of grass and grain
+    Send, O Lord, the kindly rain;
+    O’er our wide and goodly land
+    Crown the labors of each hand.
+    Let Thy kind protection be
+    O’er our commerce on the sea.
+    Open, Lord, Thy bounteous hand,
+    Bless Thy people, bless our land.
+
+    3. Let our rulers ever be
+    Men that love and honor Thee;
+    Let the powers by Thee ordained
+    Be in righteousness maintained;
+    In the people’s hearts increase
+    Love of piety and peace.
+    Thus united we shall stand
+    One wide, free, and happy land.
+
+                                                        H. Harbaugh, 1860.
+
+
+297
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Praise, O praise our God and King,
+    Hymns of adoration sing;
+    For His mercies still endure,
+    Ever faithful, ever sure.
+
+    2. Praise Him that He made the sun
+    Day by day his course to run;
+    For His mercies still endure,
+    Ever faithful, ever sure.
+
+    3. And the silver moon by night,
+    Shining with her gentle light;
+    For His mercies still endure,
+    Ever faithful, ever sure.
+
+    4. Praise Him that He gave the rain
+    To mature the swelling grain;
+    For His mercies still endure,
+    Ever faithful, ever sure.
+
+    5. And hath bid the fruitful field
+    Crops of precious increase yield;
+    For His mercies still endure,
+    Ever faithful, ever sure.
+
+    6. Praise Him for our harvest store,
+    He hath filled the garner floor;
+    For His mercies still endure,
+    Ever faithful, ever sure.
+
+    7. And for richer food than this,
+    Pledge of everlasting bliss;
+    For His mercies still endure,
+    Ever faithful, ever sure.
+
+    8. Glory to our bounteous King,
+    Glory let creation sing;
+    Glory to the Father, Son,
+    And the Spirit, Three in One!
+
+                                                        H. W. Baker, 1861.
+
+
+298
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    Praise to God, immortal praise,
+    For the love that crowns our days;
+    Bounteous Source of every joy,
+    Let Thy praise our tongues employ.
+    All to Thee, our God, we owe,
+    Source whence all our blessings flow.
+
+    2. All the plenty summer pours;
+    Autumn’s rich, o’erflowing stores;
+    Flocks that whiten all the plain;
+    Yellow sheaves of ripened grain.
+    Lord, for these our souls shall raise
+    Grateful vows and solemn praise.
+
+    3. Peace, prosperity, and health,
+    Private bliss, and public wealth,
+    Knowledge with its gladdening streams,
+    Pure religion’s holier beams.
+    Lord, for these our souls shall raise
+    Grateful vows and solemn praise.
+
+    4. As Thy prospering hand hath blest,
+    May we give Thee of our best
+    And by deeds of kindly love
+    For Thy mercies grateful prove;
+    Sinking thus through all our days,
+    Praise to God, immortal praise.
+
+                                        A. L. (Aikin) Barbauld, 1773, abr.
+
+
+
+
+NATIONAL.
+
+
+299
+
+                                                                    7s 8 l
+
+    Swell the anthem, raise the song,
+    Praises to our God belong;
+    Saints and angels join to sing
+    Praises to the heavenly King.
+    Blessings from His liberal hand
+    Flow around this happy land.
+    Kept by Him, no foes annoy;
+    Peace and freedom we enjoy.
+
+    2. Here, beneath a peaceful sway,
+    May we cheerfully obey;
+    Never feel oppression’s rod,
+    Ever own and worship God.
+    Hark! the voice of nature sings
+    Praises to the King of kings;
+    Let us join the choral song
+    And the grateful notes prolong.
+
+                                                      Nathan Strong, 1799.
+
+
+300
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O bless, Thou heavenly Potentate,
+    With wisdom, strength, the powers of state,
+    That wrong and violence may cease
+    And Church and home abide in peace.
+
+    2. Bless rich and poor, the great and small,
+    Both friend and foe; Lord, bless Thou all
+    The family on earth in love
+    And fit all for Thy home above.
+
+    3. Thus, with Thy blessing on each hand,
+    Will peace and plenty fill the land
+    And righteousness spring from the earth
+    And life below have higher worth.
+
+    4. All praise to Thee, O King of kings,
+    Whose grace to us such blessings brings;
+    Thee, with the Father, we adore,
+    And Holy Ghost, forevermore.
+
+                                                                     Anon.
+
+
+301
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    What our Father does is well:
+    Blessed truth His children tell!
+    Though He send, for plenty, want,
+    Though the harvest-store be scant,
+    Yet we rest upon His love,
+    Seeking better things above.
+
+    2. What our Father does is well:
+    Shall the wilful heart rebel
+    If a blessing He withhold
+    In the field or in the fold?
+    Is He not Himself to be
+    All our store eternally?
+
+    3. What our Father does is well:
+    Though He sadden hill and dell,
+    Upward yet our praises rise
+    For the strength His Word supplies.
+    He has called us sons of God;
+    Can we murmur at His rod?
+
+    4. What our Father does is well:
+    May the thought within us dwell;
+    Though nor milk nor honey flow
+    In our barren Canaan now,
+    God can save us in our need,
+    God can bless us, God can feed.
+
+    5. Therefore unto Him we raise
+    Hymns of glory, songs of praise.
+    To the Father and the Son
+    And the Spirit, Three in One,
+    Honor, might, and glory be
+    Now and through eternity.
+
+                                B. Schmolck, 1720; H. W. Baker, tr., 1861.
+
+
+302
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Lord, while for all mankind we pray,
+      Of every clime and coast,
+    Oh, hear us for our native land,
+      The land we love the most!
+
+    2. Oh, guard our shores from every foe,
+      With peace our borders bless,
+    With prosperous times our cities crown,
+      Our fields with plenteousness!
+
+    3. Unite us in the sacred love
+      Of knowledge, truth, and Thee;
+    And let our hills and valleys shout
+      The songs of liberty.
+
+    4. Here may religion, pure and mild,
+      Smile on our Sabbath hours
+    And piety and virtue bless
+      The home of us and ours.
+
+    5. Lord of the nations, thus to Thee
+      Our country we commend;
+    Be Thou her Refuge and her Trust,
+      Her everlasting Friend.
+
+                                                    John R. Wreford, 1837.
+
+
+303
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Almighty Lord, before Thy throne
+      Thy mourning people bend;
+    ’Tis on Thy grace in Christ alone
+      Our failing hopes depend.
+
+    2. Dark judgments from Thy heavy hand
+      Thy dreadful power display;
+    Yet mercy spares our guilty land,
+      And still we live to pray.
+
+    3. How changed, alas! are truths divine
+      For error, guilt, and shame!
+    What impious numbers, bold in sin,
+      Disgrace the Christian name!
+
+    4. O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord!
+      Convert us by Thy grace;
+    Then shall our hearts obey Thy Word
+      And see again Thy face.
+
+    5. Then, should oppressing foes invade,
+      We will not yield to fear,
+    Secure of all-sufficient aid,
+      When God in Christ is near.
+
+                                                      Anne Steele, † 1778.
+
+
+304
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    To Thee, our God, we fly
+      For mercy and for grace;
+    Oh, hear our lowly cry
+      And hide not Thou Thy face!
+    O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand
+    And guard and bless our Fatherland.
+
+    2. Arise, O Lord of hosts,
+      Be jealous for Thy name,
+    And drive from out our coasts
+      The sins that put to shame.
+    O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand
+    And guard and bless our Fatherland.
+
+    3. Thy best gifts from on high
+      In rich abundance pour
+    That we may magnify
+      And praise Thee more and more.
+    O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand
+    And guard and bless our Fatherland.
+
+    4. The powers ordained by Thee
+      With heavenly wisdom bless;
+    May they Thy servants be
+      And rule in righteousness.
+    O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand
+    And guard and bless our Fatherland.
+
+    5. The Church of Thy dear Son
+      Inflame with love’s pure fire;
+    Bind her once more in one
+      And life and truth inspire.
+    O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand
+    And guard and bless our Fatherland.
+
+                                                          W. W. How, 1871.
+
+
+305
+
+                                                       6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
+
+    God bless our native land!
+    Firm may she ever stand
+      Through storm and night;
+    When the wild tempests rave,
+    Ruler of wind and wave,
+    Do Thou our country save
+      By Thy great might!
+
+    2. For her our prayer shall rise
+    To God above the skies;
+      On Him we wait:
+    Thou, who art ever nigh,
+    Guarding with watchful eye,
+    To Thee aloud we cry,
+      God save the State!
+
+                                   C. T. Brooks, 1834; J. S. Dwight, 1844.
+
+
+
+
+FAITH AND JUSTIFICATION.
+
+
+306
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    My hope is built on nothing less
+    Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
+    I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
+    But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
+    On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
+    All other ground is sinking sand.
+
+    2. When darkness veils His lovely face,
+    I rest on His unchanging grace;
+    In every high and stormy gale
+    My anchor holds within the veil.
+    On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
+    All other ground is sinking sand.
+
+    3. His oath, His covenant, and blood
+    Support me in the sinking flood;
+    When every earthly prop gives way,
+    He then is all my Hope and Stay.
+    On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
+    All other ground is sinking sand.
+
+    4. When I shall launch to worlds unseen,
+    Oh, may I then be found in Him,
+    Dressed in His righteousness alone,
+    Faultless to stand before the throne!
+    On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
+    All other ground is sinking sand.
+
+                                                        Edward Mote, 1836.
+
+
+307
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Lord, we confess our numerous faults,
+      How great our guilt has been:
+    Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,
+      And all our lives were sin.
+
+    2. But, O my soul, forever praise,
+      Forever love, His name,
+    Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways
+      Of folly, sin, and shame.
+
+    3. ’Tis not by works of righteousness
+      Which our own hands have done,
+    But we are saved by love and grace
+      Abounding through His Son.
+
+    4. ’Tis from the mercy of our God
+      That all our hopes begin;
+    ’Tis by the Water and the Blood
+      Our souls are washed from sin.
+
+    5. ’Tis through the purchase of His death
+      Who hung upon the tree
+    The Spirit is sent down to breathe
+      On such dry bones as we.
+
+    6. Raised from the dead, we live anew;
+      And justified by grace,
+    We shall appear in glory too
+      And see our Father’s face.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1709.
+
+
+308
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    All that I was, my sin, my guilt,
+      My death, was all my own;
+    All that I am, I owe to Thee,
+      My gracious God, alone.
+
+    2. The evil of my former state
+      Was mine, and only mine;
+    The good in which I now rejoice
+      Is Thine, and only Thine.
+
+    3. The darkness of my former state,
+      The bondage, all was mine;
+    The light of life in which I walk,
+      The liberty, is Thine.
+
+    4. Thy grace first made me feel my sin,
+      It taught me to believe;
+    Then, in believing, peace I found,
+      And now I live, I live!
+
+    5. All that I am, e’en here on earth,
+      All that I hope to be
+    When Jesus comes and glory dawns,
+      I owe it, Lord, to Thee.
+
+                                                           H. Bonar, 1853.
+
+
+309
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Blest is the man, forever blest,
+      Whose guilt is pardoned by his God,
+    Whose sins with sorrow are confessed
+      And covered with his Savior’s blood.
+
+    2. Blest is the man to whom the Lord
+      Imputes not his iniquities;
+    He pleads no merit of reward
+      And not on works, but grace relies.
+
+    3. From guile his heart and lips are free,
+      His humble joy, his holy fear,
+    With deep repentance well agree
+      And join to prove his faith sincere.
+
+    4. How glorious is that righteousness
+      That hides and cancels all his sins,
+    While a bright evidence of grace
+      Through his whole life appears and shines!
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+310
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Dear Christians, one and all rejoice,
+      With exultation springing
+    And with united heart and voice
+      And holy rapture singing.
+    Tell how our God beheld our need
+    And sing His sweet and wondrous deed;
+      Right dearly it hath cost Him.
+
+    2. Fast bound in Satan’s chains I lay,
+      Death brooded darkly o’er me,
+    My sin oppressed me night and day,
+      Therein my mother bore me;
+    And ever deeper yet I fell,
+    Life had become a living hell,
+      So firmly sin possessed me.
+
+    3. My good works could avail me naught,
+      For they with sin were stainèd;
+    Free will against God’s judgment fought
+      And dead to good remainèd;
+    Grief drove me to despair, and I
+    Had nothing left me but to die,
+      To hell I fast was sinking.
+
+    4. Then God beheld my wretched state
+      With deep commiseration;
+    He thought upon His mercy great
+      And willed my soul’s salvation;
+    He turned to me a Father’s heart—
+    Not small the cost!—to heal my smart,
+      He gave His best and dearest.
+
+    5. He spake to His beloved Son:
+      “’Tis time to have compassion;
+    Then go, My heart’s most Precious One,
+      And bring to man salvation;
+    From sin and sorrow set him free,
+    Slay bitter death for him that he
+      May live with Thee forever.”
+
+    6. The Son His Father did obey,
+      And, born of virgin mother,
+    He came a while on earth to stay
+      That He might be my Brother.
+    His mighty power He hidden bore,
+    A servant’s form like mine He wore
+      To lead the devil captive.
+
+    7. He spake to me: “Hold fast by Me,
+      I am thy Rock and Castle;
+    I wholly give Myself for thee,
+      For thee I strive and wrestle;
+    For I am thine, and thou art Mine,
+    Henceforth My place is also thine;
+      The foe shall never part us.
+
+    8. “The foe shall shed My precious blood,
+      Me of My life bereaving.
+    All this I suffer for thy good;
+      Be steadfast and believing.
+    Life shall from death the victory win,
+    Mine innocence shall bear thy sin,
+      So art thou blest forever.
+
+    9. “Now to My Father I depart,
+      From earth to heaven ascending,
+    Thence heavenly wisdom to impart,
+      The Holy Spirit sending;
+    He shall in trouble comfort thee,
+    Teach thee to know and follow Me,
+      Into all truth shall guide thee.
+
+    10. “What I have done and taught do thou
+      To do and teach endeavor;
+    So shall My kingdom flourish now
+      And God be praised forever.
+    Take heed lest men with base alloy
+    The heavenly treasure should destroy;
+      This counsel I bequeath thee.”
+
+                                                      Martin Luther, 1523.
+
+
+311
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8
+
+    By grace I’m saved, grace free and boundless!
+      My heart, believ’st thou this or not?
+    Why tremblest thou with terror groundless?
+      Has Scripture e’er a falsehood taught?
+    Then this word also true must be:
+    By grace there is a crown for thee.
+
+    2. By grace! Our works are all rejected,
+      All claims of merit pass for naught;
+    The mighty Savior, long expected,
+      To us this blissful truth has brought,
+    That He by death redeems our race
+    And we are saved alone by grace.
+
+    3. By grace! Mark well these words’ true meaning,
+      When thou dost sorrow sin-opprest.
+    When Satan tempts with pride o’erweening,
+      When troubled conscience sighs for rest.
+    What reason cannot comprehend
+    It pleases God by grace to send.
+
+    4. By grace His Son, on earth appearing,
+      Vouchsafed beneath thy woe to bend;
+    Hadst thou, damnation justly fearing,
+      Done aught to render Him thy Friend?
+    Was’t not that He thy welfare sought
+    And but by grace deliverance wrought?
+
+    5. By grace! This ground of our salvation,
+      As long as God is true, endures;
+    What saints have penned by inspiration,
+      What God by His own Word assures,
+    What all our faith must rest upon,
+    Is grace, free grace, through His dear Son.
+
+    6. By grace! But think not, thou who livest
+      Securely on in godless ways,
+    That thou—though all are called—receivest
+      The promised rest that wakes our praise.
+    By grace none find in heaven a place
+    Who live in sin in hope of grace.
+
+    7. By grace! They who have heard this sentence
+      Must all hypocrisy forego;
+    For only after deep repentance
+      Can any soul this treasure know;
+    To sin free grace a trifle seems,
+    To faith it bright with glory beams.
+
+    8. By grace the timid hearts that languish
+      Find access to the Father’s heart,
+    When conflicts fierce and bitter anguish
+      Bid all their joy and hopes depart.
+    Where ofttimes should I strength obtain,
+    Did grace my anchor not remain!
+
+    9. By grace! On this in death I’ll rest me,
+      Rejoicing e’en though feeling naught;
+    I know my sin,—it oft oppressed me,—
+      But Him, too, who salvation brought.
+    My heart exults, grief flees apace,
+    Because my soul is saved by grace.
+
+    10. By grace! May sin and Satan hearken!
+      I bear my flag of faith in hand
+    And pass—for doubts my joy can’t darken—
+      The Red Sea to the Promised Land.
+    I cling to what my Savior taught
+    And trust it, whether felt or not.
+
+                                      C. L. Scheidt, 1742; M. Loy, tr., a.
+
+
+312
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8
+
+    Now I have found the sure foundation
+      Where evermore my anchor grounds.
+    It lay there ere the world’s creation,
+      Where else but in my Savior’s wounds?
+    Foundation, which unmoved shall stay
+    When earth and heaven pass away.
+
+    2. It is that mercy never-ending,
+      Which all conception far transcends,
+    Of Him who, with love’s arms extending,
+      To wretched sinners condescends;
+    Whose heart with pity still doth break
+    Whether we seek Him or forsake.
+
+    3. Our ruin God has not intended,
+      Salvation He would fain bestow;
+    For this His Son to earth descended
+      And then to heaven again did go;
+    For this so loudly evermore
+    He knocketh at our heart’s closed door.
+
+    4. O depth of love, in which, past finding,
+      My sins through Christ’s blood disappear;
+    This is for wounds the safest binding,
+      There is no condemnation here;
+    For Jesus’ blood through earth and skies
+    Forever Mercy! Mercy! cries.
+
+    5. I never will forget this crying,
+      In faith I’ll trust it all my days,
+    And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing,
+      I towards my Father’s heart will gaze;
+    For there is always to be found
+    Free mercy without end and bound.
+
+    6. Though I be robbed of every pleasure
+      That soul and body can make glad,
+    Bereft of every earthly treasure,
+      Forlorn, forsaken, lone, and sad,—
+    However far His help may be,
+    His mercy yet is left to me.
+
+    7. Though earthly cares and want oppress me
+      And cause me sorrow and regret
+    That things so vain can still distress me
+      And give me so much trouble yet,
+    Though I am bowed down to the dust,
+    Still in His mercy I will trust.
+
+    8. Though in the best of all my actions,
+      In works that are admired the most,
+    I must perceive great imperfections,
+      I surely have no right to boast;
+    Yet this sweet comfort doth abide:
+    In mercy only I confide.
+
+    9. Be it with me as He is willing,
+      Whose mercy is a boundless sea;
+    May He Himself my heart be stilling
+      That this may ne’er forgotten be;
+    Then it will rest, in joy and woe,
+    On mercy while it beats below.
+
+    10. On this foundation I unshrinking
+      Will stand while I on earth remain;
+    This shall engage my acting, thinking,
+      While I the breath of life retain;
+    Then I will sing eternally,
+    Unfathomed Mercy, still of Thee.
+
+                                                      J. A. Rothe, † 1758.
+
+
+313
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn?
+    ’Tis God who justifies their souls,
+    And mercy, like a mighty stream,
+    O’er all their sins divinely rolls.
+
+    2. He lives! He lives! and sits above,
+    Forever interceding there:
+    Who shall divide us from His love,
+    Or what should tempt us to despair?
+
+    3. Shall persecution or distress,
+    Famine or sword or nakedness?
+    He who hath loved us bears us through
+    And makes us more than conquerors too.
+
+    4. Not all that men on earth can do,
+    Nor powers on high nor powers below,
+    Shall cause His mercy to remove
+    Or wean our hearts from Christ, our Love.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, 1707, a.
+
+
+314
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Salvation unto us has come
+      By God’s free grace and favor;
+    Good works cannot avert our doom,
+      They help and save us never:
+    Faith looks to Jesus Christ alone,
+    Who did for all the world atone;
+      He is the Mediator.
+
+    2. What God doth in His Law demand
+      No man to Him can render,
+    And so He draws His flaming brand
+      To punish the offender:
+    Our flesh has not those pure desires
+    Which first of all the Law requires,—
+      We are in condemnation.
+
+    3. It was a false, misleading dream
+      That God His Law had given
+    For us to keep and merit claim
+      And earn our way to heaven.
+    God’s Law is but a mirror bright
+    To bring the inbred sin to sight
+      That lurks within our nature.
+
+    4. By our own strength to put aside
+      God’s wrath and win His blessing
+    Is useless task, by many tried,
+      Is only guilt increasing.
+    For God hypocrisy abhors;
+    Flesh with the spirit ever wars,
+      For ’tis by nature evil.
+
+    5. And yet the Law fulfilled must be,
+      Or we were lost forever;
+    Therefore God sent His Son that He
+      Might us from death deliver;
+    He all the Law for us fulfilled
+    And thus His Father’s anger stilled
+      Which over us impended.
+
+    6. Since Christ hath full atonement made
+      And brought to us salvation,
+    Each Christian therefore may be glad
+      And build on this foundation.
+    Thy grace alone, dear Lord, I plead.
+    Thy death my life now is indeed,
+      For Thou hast paid my ransom.
+
+    7. Not doubting this, I trust in Thee,
+      Thy Word cannot be broken;
+    Thou all dost call, “Come unto Me!”
+      No falsehood hast Thou spoken.
+    “He that believes and is baptized,
+    He shall be saved,” say’st Thou, O Christ,
+      “And he shall never perish.”
+
+    8. He’s just ’fore God, and he alone,
+      Who by this faith is living;
+    This faith will by good works be known,
+      To God the glory giving.
+    Faith gives thee peace with God above,
+    But thou thy neighbor, too, wilt love
+      If thou art a new creature.
+
+    9. The Law reveals the guilt of sin
+      And makes man conscience-stricken;
+    The Gospel then doth enter in
+      The sinful soul to quicken.
+    Come to the Cross, trust Christ and live;
+    The Law to you no peace can give
+      With all its good endeavors.
+
+    10. From faith in Christ, whene’er ’tis right,
+      Good works are surely flowing;
+    The faith is dead that shuns the light,
+      No good works ever showing.
+    By faith alone the just shall live,
+    Good works alone the proof can give
+      Of love, which true faith worketh.
+
+                             Paul Speratus, 1523, abr. Composite tr. 1910.
+
+
+315
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    Blessed are the sons of God,
+    They are bought with Christ’s own blood;
+    They are ransomed from the grave,
+    Life eternal they shall have.
+    With them numbered may we be
+    Here and in eternity!
+
+    2. They are justified by grace,
+    They enjoy the Savior’s peace;
+    All their sins are washed away,
+    They shall stand in God’s great Day.
+    With them numbered may we be
+    Here and in eternity!
+
+    3. They are lights upon the earth,
+    Children of a heavenly birth;
+    One with God, with Jesus one,
+    Glory is in them begun.
+    With them numbered may we be
+    Here and in eternity!
+
+                                                       J. Humphreys, 1743.
+
+
+316
+
+                                               8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)
+
+    I do not come because my soul
+    Is free from sin and pure and whole,
+      And worthy of Thy grace;
+    I do not speak to Thee because
+    I’ve ever justly kept Thy laws
+      And dare to meet Thy face.
+
+    2. I know that sin and guilt combine
+    To reign o’er every thought of mine
+      And turn from good to ill;
+    I know that when I try to be
+    Upright and just and true to Thee,
+      I am a sinner still.
+
+    3. I know that often when I strive
+    To keep a spark of love alive
+      For Thee, the powers within
+    Leap up in unsubmissive might
+    And oft benumb my sense of right
+      And pull me back to sin.
+
+    4. I know that, though in doing good
+    I spend my life, I never could
+      Atone for all I’ve done;
+    But though my sins are black as night,
+    I dare to come before Thy sight
+      Because I trust Thy Son.
+
+    5. In Him alone my trust I place,
+    Come boldly to Thy throne of grace,
+      And there commune with Thee.
+    Salvation sure, O Lord, is mine,
+    And, all unworthy, I am Thine,
+      For Jesus died for me.
+
+                                                     F. B. St. John, 1878.
+
+
+317
+
+                                                          8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    O how great is Thy compassion,
+      Faithful Father, God of grace,
+      That upon our wretchedness,
+    That upon man’s sinful station
+      Thou took’st pity, so that we
+      Might be saved eternally!
+
+    2. Thy great love for this hath striven
+      That man from all pain shall free
+      And forever blessed be.
+    Yea, Thy Son Himself hath given
+      And extends an earnest call
+      To His Supper unto all.
+
+    3. And for this our soul’s salvation
+      Voucheth Thy good Spirit, Lord,
+      In Thy Sacraments and Word;
+    He doth prosper Thy vocation,
+      Granteth us the gift of faith
+      That we fear nor hell nor death.
+
+    4. Lord, Thy mercy will not leave me,—
+      Truth doth evermore abide,—
+      Then in Thee I will confide;
+    Since Thy Word cannot deceive me,
+      My salvation is to me
+      Well assured eternally.
+
+    5. I will praise Thy great compassion,
+      Faithful Father, God of grace,
+      That upon my wretchedness,
+    That upon my sinful station
+      Thou took’st pity graciously;
+      Evermore be praise to Thee!
+
+                                          J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+318
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Just as I am, without one plea
+    But that Thy blood was shed for me
+    And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee,
+      O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
+
+    2. Just as I am and waiting not
+    To rid my soul of one dark blot,
+    To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
+      O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
+
+    3. Just as I am, though tossed about
+    With many a conflict, many a doubt,
+    Fightings and fears within, without,
+      O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
+
+    4. Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
+    Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
+    Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,
+      O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
+
+    5. Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,
+    Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
+    Because Thy promise I believe,
+      O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
+
+    6. Just as I am, Thy love unknown
+    Has broken every barrier down;
+    Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
+      O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
+
+                                               Charlotte Elliott, 1836, a.
+
+
+319
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Not all the blood of beasts
+      On Jewish altars slain,
+    Could give the guilty conscience peace
+      Or wash away the stain.
+
+    2. But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
+      Takes all our sins away;
+    A sacrifice of nobler name
+      And richer blood than they.
+
+    3. My faith would lay her hand
+      On that dear head of Thine,
+    While like a penitent I stand
+      And there confess my sin.
+
+    4. My soul looks back to see
+      The burdens Thou didst bear
+    When hanging on the cursed tree,
+      And knows her guilt was there.
+
+    5. Believing, we rejoice
+      To see the curse remove;
+    We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice
+      And sing His bleeding love.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1709.
+
+
+320
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Not what these hands have done
+      Can save this guilty soul;
+    Not what this toiling flesh has borne
+      Can make my spirit whole.
+
+    2. Not what I feel or do
+      Can give me peace with God;
+    Not all my prayers and sighs and tears
+      Can bear my awful load.
+
+    3. Thy work alone, O Christ,
+      Can ease this weight of sin;
+    Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God,
+      Can give me peace within.
+
+    4. Thy love to me, O God,
+      Not mine, O Lord, to Thee,
+    Can rid me of this dark unrest
+      And set my spirit free.
+
+    5. Thy grace alone, O God,
+      To me can pardon speak;
+    Thy power alone, O Son of God,
+      Can this sore bondage break.
+
+    6. I bless the Christ of God;
+      I rest on love divine,
+    And with unfaltering lip and heart
+      I call this Savior mine.
+
+                                                           H. Bonar, 1861.
+
+
+321
+
+                                                                8, 8, 8, 6
+
+    Drawn to the cross, which Thou hast blessed
+    With healing gifts for souls distressed,
+    To find in Thee my life, my rest,
+      Christ Crucified, I come.
+
+    2. Thou knowest all my griefs and fears,
+    Thy grace abused, my misspent years;
+    Yet now to Thee with contrite tears,
+      Christ Crucified, I come.
+
+    3. Wash me and take away each stain;
+    Let nothing of my sin remain;
+    For cleansing, though it be through pain,
+      Christ Crucified, I come.
+
+    4. And then for work to do for Thee,
+    Which shall so sweet a service be
+    That angels well might envy me,
+      Christ Crucified, I come.
+
+                                                 Genevieve M. Irons, 1880.
+
+
+322
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    I lay my sins on Jesus,
+      The spotless Lamb of God;
+    He bears them all and frees us
+      From the accursed load.
+    I bring my guilt to Jesus,
+      To wash my crimson stains
+    White in His blood most precious
+      Till not a spot remains.
+
+    2. I lay my wants on Jesus;
+      All fulness dwells in Him;
+    He heals all my diseases,
+      He doth my soul redeem.
+    I lay my griefs on Jesus,
+      My burdens and my cares;
+    He from them all releases,
+      He all my sorrows shares.
+
+    3. I rest my soul on Jesus,
+      This weary soul of mine;
+    His right hand me embraces,
+      I on His breast recline.
+    I love the name of Jesus,
+      Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;
+    Like fragrance on the breezes
+      His name abroad is poured.
+
+    4. I long to be like Jesus,
+      Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
+    I long to be like Jesus,
+      The Father’s holy Child.
+    I long to be with Jesus
+      Amid the heavenly throng,
+    To sing with saints His praises,
+      To learn the angels’ song.
+
+                                                           H. Bonar, 1849.
+
+
+323
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Through Jesus’ blood and merit
+      I am at peace with God;
+    What, then, can daunt my spirit,
+      However dark my road?
+    My courage shall not fail me,
+      For God is on my side;
+    Though hell itself assail me,
+      Its rage I may deride.
+
+    2. There’s nothing that can sever
+      Me from the love of God;
+    No want, no pain whatever,
+      No famine, peril, blood.
+    Though thousand foes surround me
+      And in their base design
+    A sheep for slaughter count me,
+      The victory still is mine.
+
+    3. Yea, neither life’s temptation
+      Nor death’s terrific hour,
+    Nor angels of high station,
+      Nor any other power,
+    Nor things that now are present,
+      Nor things that are to come,
+    Nor height, however pleasant,
+      Nor depth of deepest gloom,
+
+    4. Nor any creature ever
+      Shall from the love of God
+    This wretched sinner sever;
+      For in my Savior’s blood
+    This love its fountain taketh;
+      He hears my faithful prayer
+    And nevermore forsaketh
+      This child of His and heir.
+
+                                            S. Dach, † 1659; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+324
+
+                                                       6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 4
+
+    Nearer, my God, to Thee!
+      Nearer to Thee!
+    Through Word and Sacrament,
+      Thou com’st to me.
+    Thy grace is ever near,
+    Thy Spirit ever here,
+      Drawing to Thee.
+
+    2. Ages on ages rolled
+      Ere earth appeared;
+    Yet Thine unmeasured love
+      The way prepared.
+    E’en then Thou yearn’st for me
+    That I might nearer be,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+    3. Thy Son has come to earth
+      My sin to bear,
+    My every wound to heal,
+      My pain to share.
+    “God in the flesh” for me,
+    Brings me now nearer Thee,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+    4. Lo! all my debt is paid,
+      My guilt is gone.
+    See! He has ris’n for me,
+      My throne is won.
+    Thanks, O my God, to Thee!
+    None now can nearer be,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+    5. Welcome, then, to Thy home,
+      Blest One in Three!
+    As Thou hast promised, come!
+      Come, Lord, to me!
+    Work, Thou, O God, through me;
+    Live, Thou, O God, in me,
+      Ever in me!
+
+    6. By the baptismal stream,
+      Which made me Thine,
+    By the dear flesh and blood,
+      Thy love made mine,
+    Purge Thou all sin from me
+    That I may nearer be,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+    7. Surely it matters not
+      What earth may bring,
+    Death is of no account,
+      Grace will I sing.
+    Nothing remains for me
+    Save to be nearer Thee,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+                                                       H. E. Jacobs, 1887.
+
+
+325
+
+                                                                    7s 6 l
+
+    Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
+    Let me hide myself in Thee;
+    Let the water and the blood,
+    From Thy riven side which flowed,
+    Be of sin the double cure,
+    Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
+
+    2. Not the labors of my hands
+    Can fulfil Thy Law’s demands;
+    Could my zeal no respite know,
+    Could my tears forever flow,
+    All for sin could not atone;
+    Thou must save, and Thou alone.
+
+    3. Nothing in my hand I bring,
+    Simply to Thy Cross I cling;
+    Naked, come to Thee for dress;
+    Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
+    Foul, I to the fountain fly,—
+    Wash me, Savior, or I die!
+
+    4. While I draw this fleeting breath,
+    When my eyelids close in death,
+    When I soar to worlds unknown,
+    See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
+    Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
+    Let me hide myself in Thee!
+
+                                                   A. M. Toplady, 1776, a.
+
+
+326
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness,
+    My beauty are, my glorious dress;
+    Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
+    With joy shall I lift up my head.
+
+    2. Bold shall I stand in that great Day,
+    For who aught to my charge shall lay?
+    Fully through these absolved I am
+    From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
+
+    3. The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb,
+    Who from the Father’s bosom came,
+    Who died for me, e’en me t’ atone,
+    Now for my Lord and God I own.
+
+    4. Lord, I believe Thy precious blood,
+    Which at the mercy-seat of God
+    Forever doth for sinners plead,
+    For me—e’en for my soul—was shed.
+
+    5. Lord, I believe were sinners more
+    Than sands upon the ocean shore,
+    Thou hast for all a ransom paid,
+    For all a full atonement made.
+
+    6. When from the dust of death I rise
+    To claim my mansion in the skies,
+    E’en then this shall be all my plea:
+    Jesus hath lived and died for me.
+
+    7. Jesus, be endless praise to Thee,
+    Whose boundless mercy hath for me,
+    For me, and all Thy hands have made,
+    An everlasting ransom paid.
+
+                                  L. v. Zinzendorf, 1739; J. Wesley, 1740.
+
+
+327
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Our God so loved the world that He
+    Gave His own Son and did decree
+    That all who would in Him believe
+    Should everlasting life receive.
+
+    2. Christ Jesus is the ground of faith,
+    Who was made flesh and suffered death;
+    All that confide in Him alone
+    Are built on this chief Corner-stone.
+
+    3. God would not have the sinner die;
+    His Son with saving grace is nigh,
+    His Spirit in the Word doth teach
+    How man the blessed goal may reach.
+
+    4. Be of good cheer, for God’s own Son
+    Forgives all sins which thou hast done;
+    Thou’rt justified by Jesus’ blood,
+    Thy Baptism grants the highest good.
+
+    5. If thou be sick, if death draw near,
+    This truth thy troubled heart can cheer:
+    Christ Jesus saves my soul from death;
+    That is the firmest ground of faith.
+
+    6. Glory to God the Father, Son,
+    And Holy Spirit, Three in One!
+    To Thee, O blessed Trinity,
+    Be praise now and eternally!
+
+                                          J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+328
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Grace! ’tis a charming sound,
+      Harmonious to the ear;
+    Heav’n with the echo shall resound,
+      And all the earth shall hear.
+
+    2. Grace first contrived the way
+      To save rebellious man;
+    And all the steps that grace display
+      Which drew the wondrous plan.
+
+    3. Grace first inscribed my name
+      In God’s eternal book;
+    ’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
+      Who all my sorrows took.
+
+    4. Grace led my roving feet
+      To tread the heavenly road;
+    And new supplies each hour I meet
+      While pressing on to God.
+
+    5. Grace taught my soul to pray
+      And made my eyes o’erflow;
+    ’Twas grace that kept me to this day
+      And will not let me go.
+
+    6. Grace all the work shall crown
+      Through everlasting days;
+    It lays in heaven the topmost stone
+      And well deserves the praise.
+
+                                                   Philip Doddridge, 1755.
+
+
+329
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    Thy works, not mine, O Christ,
+      Speak gladness to this heart;
+    They tell me all is done,
+      They bid my fear depart.
+    To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
+    For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
+
+    2. Thy cross, not mine, O Christ,
+      Has borne the awful load
+    Of sins that none in heaven
+      Or earth could bear but God.
+    To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
+    For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
+
+    3. Thy death, not mine, O Christ,
+      Has paid the ransom due;
+    Ten thousand deaths like mine
+      Would have been all too few.
+    To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
+    For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
+
+    4. Thy righteousness, O Christ,
+      Alone can cover me;
+    No righteousness avails
+      Save that which is of Thee.
+    To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
+    For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
+
+                                                           H. Bonar, 1857.
+
+
+330
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O Mystery of Love Divine
+      That thought and thanks o’erpowers!
+    Lord Jesus, was our portion Thine,
+      And is Thy portion ours?
+
+    2. Emmanuel, didst Thou take our place
+      To set us in Thine own?
+    Didst Thou our low estate embrace
+      To lift us to Thy throne?
+
+    3. Didst Thou fulfil each righteous deed,
+      God’s perfect will express,
+    That we, th’ unfaithful ones, might plead
+      Thy perfect faithfulness?
+
+    4. On Thy pure soul did dread and gloom
+      In that drear garden rise?
+    Are ours the brightness and the bloom
+      Of Thine own Paradise?
+
+    5. For Thee the Father’s hidden face?
+      For Thee the bitter cry?
+    For us the Father’s endless grace,
+      The song of victory?
+
+    6. Our load of sin and misery
+      Didst Thou, the Sinless, bear?
+    Thy spotless robe of purity
+      Do we, the sinners, wear?
+
+    7. Lord Jesus, is it even so?
+      Have we been lovèd thus?
+    What love can we on Thee bestow
+      Who hast exchanged with us?
+
+    8. Thou, who our very place didst take,
+      Dwell in our very heart.
+    Thou, who Thy portion ours dost make,
+      Thyself, Thyself, impart.
+
+                                                         T. H. Gill, 1864.
+
+
+
+
+SANCTIFICATION.
+
+
+OBEDIENCE.
+
+
+331
+
+                                                          5, 5, 8, 8, 5, 5
+
+    Jesus, still lead on
+    Till our rest be won;
+      And although the way be cheerless,
+      We will follow calm and fearless.
+    Guide us by Thy hand
+    To our fatherland.
+
+    2. If the way be drear,
+    If the Foe be near,
+      Let no faithless fears o’ertake us;
+      Let not faith and hope forsake us;
+    For through many a woe
+    To our home we go.
+
+    3. When we seek relief
+    From a long-felt grief;
+      When temptations come alluring,
+      Make us patient and enduring;
+    Show us that bright shore
+    Where we weep no more.
+
+    4. Jesus, still lead on
+    Till our rest be won.
+      Heavenly Leader, still direct us,
+      Still support, control, protect us,
+    Till we safely stand
+    In our fatherland.
+
+                        L. v. Zinzendorf, 1721; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1853.
+
+
+332
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    God of my life, whose gracious power
+      Through various deaths my soul hath led;
+    Or turned aside the fatal hour,
+      Or lifted up my sinking head:
+
+    2. In all my ways Thy hand I own,
+      Thy ruling providence I see.
+    O help me still my course to run
+      And still direct my path to Thee.
+
+    3. Whither, O whither should I fly
+      But to my loving Savior’s breast?
+    Secure within Thine arms to lie
+      And safe beneath Thy wings to rest!
+
+    4. I have no skill the snare to shun;
+      But Thou, O Christ, my Wisdom art!
+    I ever into ruin run;
+      But Thou art greater than my heart.
+
+    5. Foolish and impotent and blind,
+      Lead me a way I have not known;
+    Bring me where I my heaven may find,
+      The heaven of loving Thee alone.
+
+    6. Enlarge my heart to make Thee room;
+      Enter and in me ever stay.
+    The crooked then shall straight become;
+      The darkness shall be lost in day.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1740.
+
+
+333
+
+                                              8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    Let us ever walk with Jesus,
+      Follow His example pure,
+    Flee the world, that would deceive us
+      And to sin our soul allure.
+    Ever in His footsteps treading,
+      Body here, yet soul above,
+      Full of faith and hope and love,
+    Let us do the Father’s bidding.
+      Faithful Lord, abide with me;
+      Savior, lead, I follow Thee.
+
+    2. Let us suffer here with Jesus,
+      To His image e’er conform;
+    Heaven’s glory soon will please us,
+      Sunshine follow on the storm.
+    Having sown in tears, in gladness
+      We shall reap. With patient cheer
+      Let us hope and, void of fear,
+    Bide the turning of our sadness.
+      Christ, I suffer here with Thee,
+      There, oh, share Thy joy with me!
+
+    3. Let us also die with Jesus.
+      His death from the second death,
+    From our soul’s destruction, frees us,
+      Quickens us with life’s glad breath.
+    Let us mortify, while living,
+      Flesh and blood and die to sin;
+      And the grave that shuts us in
+    Shall but prove the gate to heaven.
+      Jesus, here I die to Thee,
+      There to live eternally.
+
+    4. Let us also live with Jesus;
+      Since He’s risen from the dead,
+    Must the conquered grave release us.
+      Jesus, Thou art now our Head,
+    We Thy body’s cherished members.
+      Where Thou livest, live shall we;
+      Own us evermore to be,
+    Dearest Friend, Thy loved brethren.
+      Jesus, here I live to Thee,
+      Yonder, too, eternally.
+
+                                S. v. Birken, 1652; J. A. Rimbach, tr., a.
+
+
+334
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8
+
+    Come, follow Me, the Savior spake,
+      All in My way abiding;
+    Deny yourselves, the world forsake,
+      Obey My call and guiding;
+    O bear the cross, whate’er betide,
+    Take My example for your guide.
+
+    2. I am the Light, I light the way,
+      A virtuous life displaying;
+    Who comes to Me and follows, aye,
+      I lead from his dark straying.
+    I am the Way, and well I show
+    How men should sojourn here below.
+
+    3. My heart in lowliness abounds,
+      My soul with love is glowing,
+    And from My mouth are words and sounds
+      Of meekness overflowing.
+    My heart, My mind, My strength, My all
+    To God I yield, on Him I call.
+
+    4. I teach you to avoid and flee
+      What harms your soul’s salvation,
+    Your heart to purify and free
+      From sin’s abomination.
+    Your Rock and Fortress e’er am I
+    And lead you to the life on high.
+
+    5. But if too hot you find the fray,
+      I, at your side, stand ready;
+    I fight Myself, I lead the way,
+      At all times firm and steady.
+    A coward he who will not heed
+    When the chief Captain takes the lead.
+
+    6. Who seeks to find his soul’s welfare
+      Without Me, he shall lose it;
+    But who to lose it may appear,
+      In God shall introduce it.
+    Who bears no cross nor follows hard,
+    Deserves not Me nor My reward.
+
+    7. Then let us follow our dear Lord,
+      And bear the cross appointed
+    And, bravely cleaving to His Word,
+      In suffering be undaunted.
+    Who has not stood the battle’s strain
+    The crown of life shall ne’er obtain.
+
+                              J. Scheffler, 1668; C. W. Schaeffer, tr., a.
+
+
+335
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Jesus, I my cross have taken,
+      All to leave and follow Thee;
+    Destitute, 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 Savior too;
+    Human hearts and looks deceive me,
+      Thou art not, like them, untrue.
+    And while Thou shalt smile upon me,
+      God of wisdom, love, and might,
+    Foes may hate and friends may shun me;
+      Show Thy face, and all is bright.
+
+    3. Go, then, earthly fame and treasure!
+      Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!
+    In Thy service, pain is pleasure;
+      With Thy favor, loss is gain.
+    I have called Thee Abba, Father!
+      I have stayed my heart on Thee;
+    Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
+      All must work for good to me.
+
+    4. Man may trouble and distress me,
+      ’Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
+    Life with trials hard may press me,
+      Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
+    Oh, ’tis not in grief to harm me
+      While Thy love is left to me!
+    Oh, ’twere not in joy to charm me
+      Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
+
+    5. Take, my soul, thy full salvation;
+      Rise o’er sin and fear and care,
+    Joy to find in every station,
+      Something still to do or bear.
+    Think what Spirit dwells within thee,
+      What a Father’s smile is thine,
+    What a Savior died to win thee,—
+      Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?
+
+    6. Haste, then, on from grace to glory,
+      Armed by faith and winged by prayer;
+    Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee,
+      God’s own hand shall guide thee there.
+    Soon shall close thy earthly mission,
+      Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days,
+    Hope soon change to glad fruition,
+      Faith to sight and prayer to praise.
+
+                                                         H. F. Lyte, 1824.
+
+
+336
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Holy Father! Thou hast taught me
+      I should live to Thee alone;
+    Year by year Thy hand hath brought me
+      On through dangers oft unknown.
+    When I wandered, Thou hast found me;
+      When I doubted, sent me light;
+    Still Thine arm has been around me,
+      All my paths were in Thy sight.
+
+    2. In the world will foes assail me,
+      Crafty, stronger far than I;
+    And the strife will never fail me,
+      Well I know, before I die.
+    Therefore, Lord, I come, believing
+      Thou canst give the power I need,
+    Through the prayer of faith receiving
+      Strength, the Spirit’s strength, indeed.
+
+    3. I would trust in Thy protecting,
+      Wholly rest upon Thine arm,
+    Follow wholly Thy directing,
+      Thou mine only Guard from harm!
+    Keep me from mine own undoing,
+      Help me turn to Thee when tried;
+    Still my footsteps, Father, viewing,
+      Keep me ever at Thy side.
+
+                                                     J. M. Neale, 1842, a.
+
+
+337
+
+                                                    6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
+
+    Savior, I follow on,
+      Guided by Thee,
+    Seeing not yet the hand
+      That leadeth me.
+    Hushed be my heart and still,
+    Fear I no further ill,
+    Only to meet Thy will
+      My will shall be.
+
+    2. Riven the rock for me
+      Thirst to relieve,
+    Manna from heaven falls
+      Fresh every eve;
+    Never a want severe
+    Causeth my eye a tear
+    But Thou dost whisper near,
+      “Only believe!”
+
+    3. Often to Marah’s brink
+      Have I been brought;
+    Shrinking the cup to drink,
+      Help I have sought;
+    And with the prayer’s ascent
+    Jesus the branch hath rent,
+    Quickly relief hath sent,
+      Sweetening the draught.
+
+    4. Savior, I long to walk
+      Closer with Thee;
+    Led by Thy guiding hand,
+      Ever to be
+    Constantly near Thy side,
+    Quickened and purified,
+    Living for Him who died
+      Freely for me.
+
+                                                     C. S. Robinson, 1862.
+
+
+338
+
+                                                                 S. M. 8 l
+
+    O Thou who wouldst not have
+      One wretched sinner die,
+    Who diedst Thyself my soul to save
+      From endless misery,
+    Teach me my course to run,
+      While yet I sojourn here,
+    That when Thou comest on Thy throne
+      I may with joy appear.
+
+    2. Thou art Thyself the Way,
+      Thyself in me reveal;
+    So shall I pass my life’s short day
+      Obedient to Thy will;
+    So shall I love my God
+      Because He first loved me,
+    And praise Thee in Thy bright abode
+      Through all eternity.
+
+                                                  Charles Wesley, 1749, a.
+
+
+339
+
+                                               8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)
+
+    May we Thy precepts, Lord, fulfil
+    And do on earth our Father’s will
+      As angels do above;
+    Still walk in Christ, the living Way,
+    With all Thy children and obey
+      The law of Christian love.
+
+    2. So may we join Thy name to bless,
+    Thy grace adore, Thy power confess,
+      From sin and strife to flee.
+    One is our calling, one our name,
+    The end of all our hopes the same,
+      A crown of life with Thee.
+
+    3. Spirit of Life, of Love and Peace,
+    Unite our hearts, our joy increase,
+      Thy gracious help supply.
+    To each of us the blessing give
+    In Christian fellowship to live,
+      In joyful hope to die.
+
+                                                    Edward Osler, 1836, a.
+
+
+340
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7
+
+    Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,
+      Pilgrim through this barren land;
+    I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
+      Hold me with Thy powerful hand:
+        Bread of heaven,
+    Feed me till I want no more!
+
+    2. Open now the crystal fountain
+      Whence the healing streams do flow,
+    Let the fiery, cloudy pillar
+      Lead me all my journey through:
+        Strong Deliverer,
+    Be Thou still my Strength and Shield!
+
+    3. When I tread the verge of Jordan,
+      Bid my anxious fears subside;
+    Death of death and hell’s Destruction,
+      Land me safe on Canaan’s side:
+        Songs of praises
+    I will ever give to Thee.
+
+                               Wm. Williams, 1745; P. Williams, tr., 1771.
+
+
+341
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    The man is ever blest
+      Who shuns the sinners’ ways,
+    Among their counsels never stands,
+      Nor takes the scorners’ place;
+
+    2. But makes the Law of God
+      His study and delight
+    Amid the labors of the day
+      And watches of the night.
+
+    3. He like a tree shall thrive,
+      With waters near the root;
+    Fresh as the leaf his name shall live,
+      His works are heavenly fruit.
+
+    4. Not so th’ ungodly race,
+      They no such blessings find;
+    Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff
+      Before the driving wind.
+
+    5. How will they bear to stand
+      Before that judgment-seat
+    Where all the saints at Christ’s right hand
+      In full assembly meet?
+
+    6. He knows and He approves
+      The way the righteous go;
+    But sinners and their works shall meet
+      A dreadful overthrow.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+342
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O that the Lord would guide my ways
+      To keep His statutes still!
+    O that my God would grant me grace
+      To know and do His will!
+
+    2. Order my footsteps by Thy Word
+      And make my heart sincere;
+    Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
+      But keep my conscience clear.
+
+    3. Assist my soul, too apt to stray,
+      A stricter watch to keep;
+    And should I e’er forget Thy way,
+      Restore Thy wandering sheep.
+
+    4. Make me to walk in Thy commands,—
+      ’Tis a delightful road,—
+    Nor let my head or heart or hands
+      Offend against my God.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, 1719, a.
+
+
+343
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8
+
+    God, from all eternity
+      In Thy Son Thou didst elect me;
+    Therefore, Father, graciously
+      In my course to heaven direct me;
+    Send to me Thy Holy Spirit
+    That His gifts I may inherit.
+
+    2. Though alive, I’m dead in sin,
+      To all good things lost by nature;
+    Holy Ghost, change me within,
+      Make of me a new-born creature;
+    For the flesh deserves damnation
+    And can never gain salvation.
+
+    3. Drive away the gloomy night
+      Of my sinful meditation;
+    Quench all thoughts that are not right,
+      Reason hold in limitation;
+    Grant that I from Thee with yearning
+    Wisdom always may be learning.
+
+    4. All desires and thoughts of mine,
+      From my youth, are only evil;
+    Save me by Thy power divine
+      From myself and from the devil;
+    Give me strength in ample measure,
+    Both to will and do Thy pleasure.
+
+    5. Such a heart create in me,
+      That in Thee, O God, believing,
+    At the base iniquity
+      Of my sins I may be grieving;
+    And when hours of woe betide me,
+    In the wounds of Jesus hide me.
+
+    6. As a branchlet in the Vine,
+      In my blessed Lord, implant me;
+    Ever of my Head divine
+      To remain a member grant me;
+    Oh, let Him, my Lord and Savior,
+    Be my Life and Love forever!
+
+    7. Faith and hope and charity
+      Graciously, O Father, give me;
+    Be my Guardian constantly
+      That no devil e’er may grieve me;
+    Grant me humbleness and gladness,
+    Peace and patience in my sadness.
+
+    8. Help me speak what’s right and just,
+      And keep silence on occasion;
+    Help me pray, Lord, as I must;
+      Help me bear my tribulation;
+    Help me die and let my spirit
+    Everlasting life inherit.
+
+                                           C. Neumann, 1680; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+344
+
+                                                    6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    How can I thank Thee, Lord,
+      For all Thy loving-kindness?
+    Thou hast so long a time
+      Had patience with my blindness
+    When dead in many sins
+      And trespasses I lay,
+    And kindled, holy God,
+      Thine anger every day.
+
+    2. Lord, Thou hast shown to me
+      Divine commiseration:
+    I persevered in sin,
+      But Thou in great compassion;
+    I did resist Thee, Lord,
+      Deferring to repent;
+    Thou didst defer Thy wrath
+      And instant punishment.
+
+    3. It is Thy work alone
+      That now I am converted,
+    Thy power o’er Satan’s work
+      In me Thou hast asserted;
+    Thy mercy, that doth reach
+      Unto the clouds, O Lord,
+    Did break my stony heart
+      By Thine almighty Word.
+
+    4. Though able to offend
+      Thee, Lord, by sin and failing,
+    Still to regain Thy grace
+      My strength was unavailing.
+    Though I could fall from grace
+      And choose the way of sin,
+    I had no strength to rise,
+      A new life to begin.
+
+    5. But Thou hast raised me up
+      And with divine compassion
+    Hast shown me, Lord, the way
+      That leadeth to salvation.
+    I thank Thee, Lord, that now
+      My former sins I hate
+    And freely—not from fear—
+      Dead works abominate.
+
+    6. That I may not backslide,
+      But life in heaven inherit,
+    Grant me, while here I live,
+      O Lord, Thy Holy Spirit
+    That He may give me strength
+      In mine infirmity
+    And e’er renew my heart
+      To serve Thee willingly.
+
+    7. O guide and lead me, Lord,
+      While here below I wander;
+    Grant that I follow Thee,
+      My Guide and my Commander.
+    For if I lead myself,
+      I soon am led astray;
+    But if Thou leadest me,
+      I do my duty aye.
+
+    8. O Father, God of Love,
+      Hear now my supplication!
+    Lord Jesus, Son of God,
+      O grant me Thy salvation!
+    And Thou, O Holy Ghost,
+      Always abide with me
+    That I may serve Thee here
+      And there eternally!
+
+                                       G. Gesenius, c. 1647; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+CONSECRATION.
+
+
+345
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8
+
+    Soul, what return has God, thy Savior,
+      For all He gives thee day by day?
+    O hast thou in thy gift a favor
+      That can delight and please Him?—say!
+    The best of offerings He requires;
+    Give Him thy heart with its desires.
+
+    2. Give God His own if aught thou’rt giving;
+      Say, soul, to whom belongs thy heart?
+    Can Satan, he who hates the living,
+      Or any creature claim a part?—
+    To Thee alone I will assign,
+    O Lord, my heart and all that’s mine.
+
+    3. Accept the gift which Thou requirest,
+      The first-fruits of my heart, O God!
+    The offerings Thou so much desirest,
+      For which Thy Son paid with His blood.
+    To Thee alone I now resign
+    My heart, to be forever Thine.
+
+    4. Whom should I give my heart’s affection
+      But Thee, who givest Thine to faith?
+    Thy fervent love is my protection;
+      Lord, Thou hast loved me unto death.
+    My heart with Thine shall ever be
+    One heart throughout eternity.
+
+                                                   C. F. Lochner, c. 1673.
+
+
+346
+
+                                                    6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    O God, Thou faithful God,
+      Thou Fount that ever flowest,
+    Without whom nothing is,
+      Who all good gifts bestowest,
+    A pure and healthy frame
+      O give me and within
+    A conscience free from blame,
+      A soul unhurt by sin.
+
+    2. And grant me, Lord, to do,
+      With ready heart and willing,
+    Whate’er Thou shalt command,
+      My calling here fulfilling;
+    To do it when I ought,
+      With all my strength; and bless
+    The work I thus have wrought,
+      For Thou must give success.
+
+    3. O let me never speak
+      What bounds of truth exceedeth;
+    Grant that no idle word
+      From out my mouth proceedeth;
+    And grant, when in my place
+      I must and ought to speak,
+    My words due power and grace,
+      Nor let me wound the weak.
+
+    4. If dangers gather round,
+      Still keep me calm and fearless;
+    Help me to bear the cross
+      When life is dark and cheerless;
+    Let me subdue my foe
+      By words and actions kind;
+    When counsel I would know,
+      Good counsel let me find.
+
+    5. And let me with all men,
+      As far as in me lieth,
+    In peace and friendship live;
+      And if Thy gift supplieth
+    Me wealth and honor fair,
+      Then this refuse me not,
+    That naught be mingled there
+      Of goods unjustly got.
+
+    6. And if a longer life
+      Be here on earth decreed me,
+    And Thou through many a strife
+      To age at last wilt lead me,
+    Thy patience in me shed,
+      Avert all sin and shame,
+    And crown my hoary head
+      With pure, untarnished fame.
+
+    7. Let me depart this life
+      Confiding in my Savior;
+    Do Thou my soul receive,
+      That it may live forever;
+    And let my body have
+      A quiet resting-place
+    Beside a Christian’s grave;
+      And let it sleep in peace.
+
+    8. And on that solemn day
+      When all the dead are waking,
+    Stretch o’er my grave Thy hand,
+      Thyself my slumbers breaking;
+    Then let me hear Thy voice,
+      Change Thou this earthly frame,
+    And bid me aye rejoice
+      With those who love Thy name.
+
+                                                        J. Heermann, 1630.
+
+
+347
+
+                                                    6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    O God, forsake me not!
+      Thy gracious presence lend me;
+    Lead Thou Thy helpless child,
+      Thy Holy Spirit send me
+    That I my course may run.
+      Be Thou my Light, my Lot,
+    My Staff, my Rock, my Shield,—
+      O God, forsake me not!
+
+    2. O God, forsake me not!
+      Take not Thy Spirit from me
+    And suffer not the might
+      Of sin to overcome me;
+    Increase my feeble faith,
+      Which Thou Thyself hast wrought;
+    Be Thou my Strength and Power,—
+      O God, forsake me not!
+
+    3. O God, forsake me not!
+      Lord, hear my supplication!
+    In every evil hour
+      Help me o’ercome temptation;
+    And when the Prince of hell
+      My conscience seeks to blot,
+    Be Thou not far from me,—
+      O God, forsake me not!
+
+    4. O God, forsake me not!
+      Thy mercy I’m addressing;
+    O Father, God of Love,
+      Grant me Thy heavenly blessing
+    To do the duty which
+      To me Thou didst allot,
+    To do what pleaseth Thee,—
+      O God, forsake me not!
+
+    5. O God, forsake me not!
+      Lord, I am Thine forever.
+    Grant me true faith in Thee;
+      Grant that I leave Thee never;
+    Grant me a blessed end
+      When my good fight is fought,
+    Help me in life and death,—
+      O God, forsake me not!
+
+                                          S. Franck, † 1725; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+348
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    O Love, who formedst me to wear
+      The image of Thy Godhead here;
+    Who soughtest me with tender care
+      Through all my wand’rings wild and drear,—
+    O Love, I give myself to Thee,
+    Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
+
+    2. O Love, who ere life’s earliest dawn
+      On me Thy choice hast gently laid;
+    O Love, who here as man wast born
+      And like to us in all things made,—
+    O Love, I give myself to Thee,
+    Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
+
+    3. O Love, who once in time wast slain,
+      Pierced through and through with bitter woe;
+    O Love, who, wrestling thus, didst gain
+      That we eternal joy might know,—
+    O Love, I give myself to Thee,
+    Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
+
+    4. O Love, of whom in truth and light,
+      The Word and Spirit, life and power,
+    Whose heart was bared to them that smite,
+      To shield us in our trial hour,—
+    O Love, I give myself to Thee,
+    Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
+
+    5. O Love, who thus hast bound me fast
+      Beneath that gentle yoke of Thine;
+    Love, who hast conquered me at last,
+      Enrapturing this heart of mine,—
+    O Love, I give myself to Thee,
+    Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
+
+    6. O Love, who lovest me for aye,
+      Who for my soul dost ever plead;
+    O Love, who didst my ransom pay,
+      Who for me e’er dost intercede,—
+    O Love, I give myself to Thee,
+    Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
+
+    7. O Love, who once shalt bid me rise
+      From out this dying life of ours;
+    O Love, who once above yon skies
+      Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers,—
+    O Love, I give myself to Thee,
+    Thine ever, only Thine, to be.
+
+                          J. Scheffler, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858.
+
+
+349
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 6
+
+    Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower,
+      Thee will I love, my Hope, my Joy,
+    Thee will I love with all my power,
+      With ardor time shall ne’er destroy.
+    Thee will I love, O Light Divine,
+    So long as life is mine.
+
+    2. Thee will I love, my Life, my Savior,
+      Who art my best and truest Friend;
+    Thee will I love and praise forever,
+      For never shall Thy kindness end;
+    Thee will I love with all my heart,
+    For Thou my Bridegroom art.
+
+    3. Alas! that I so late have known Thee,
+      Who art the Fairest and the Best,
+    Nor sooner for my Lord could own Thee,
+      Our highest Good, our only Rest!
+    Now bitter shame and grief I prove
+    O’er this my tardy love.
+
+    4. I wandered long in willing blindness;
+      I sought Thee, but I found Thee not;
+    For still I shunned Thy beams of kindness,
+      The creature-light filled all my thought.
+    And if at last I see Thee now,
+    ’Twas Thou to me didst bow!
+
+    5. I thank Thee, Jesus, Sun from heaven,
+      Whose shining hath brought light to me;
+    I thank Thee, who hast richly given
+      All that could make me glad and free;
+    I thank Thee that my soul is healed
+    By what Thy lips revealed.
+
+    6. O keep me watchful, then, and humble
+      And suffer me no more to stray;
+    Uphold me when my feet would stumble,
+      Nor let me loiter by the way;
+    Fill all my nature with Thy light,
+    O Radiance strong and bright!
+
+    7. O teach me, Lord, to love Thee truly
+      With soul and body, head and heart,
+    And grant me grace that I may duly
+      Practise fore’er love’s sacred art;
+    Grant that my every thought may be
+    Directed e’er to Thee.
+
+    8. Thee will I love, my Crown of gladness,
+      Thee will I love, my God and Lord,
+    Amid the darkest depths of sadness,
+      Not for the hope of high reward,
+    For Thine own sake, O Light Divine,
+    So long as life is mine.
+
+                          J. Scheffler, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1863.
+
+
+350
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Renew me, O eternal Light,
+    And let my heart and soul be bright,
+    Illumined with the light of grace,
+    That issues from Thy holy face.
+
+    2. Destroy in me the lust of sin,
+    From all impureness make me clean;
+    O grant me power and strength, my God,
+    To strive against my flesh and blood.
+
+    3. Create in me a new heart, Lord,
+    That gladly I obey Thy Word
+    And naught but what Thou wilt, desire;
+    With such new life my soul inspire.
+
+    4. Grant that I only Thee may love
+    And seek those things which are above,
+    Till I behold Thee face to face,
+    O Light eternal, through Thy grace.
+
+                                          J. F. Ruopp, 1704; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+351
+
+                                                       6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
+
+    My faith looks up to Thee,
+    Thou Lamb of Calvary,
+      Savior divine!
+    Now hear me while I pray;
+    Take all my guilt away;
+    O let me from this day
+      Be wholly Thine!
+
+    2. May Thy rich grace impart
+    Strength to my fainting heart,
+      My zeal inspire.
+    As Thou hast died for me,
+    Oh, may my love to Thee
+    Pure, warm, and changeless be,
+      A living fire!
+
+    3. While life’s dark maze I tread
+    And griefs around me spread,
+      Be Thou my Guide.
+    Bid darkness turn to day,
+    Wipe sorrow’s tears away,
+    Nor let me ever stray
+      From Thee aside.
+
+    4. When ends life’s transient dream,
+    When death’s cold, sullen stream
+      Shall o’er me roll,
+    Blest Savior, then, in love,
+    Fear and distrust remove;
+    Oh, bear me safe above,
+      A ransomed soul!
+
+                                                         Ray Palmer, 1830.
+
+
+352
+
+                                                                    6s 6 l
+
+    Thy life was giv’n for me,
+      Thy blood, O Lord, was shed,
+    That I might ransomed be
+      And quickened from the dead.
+    Thy life was giv’n for me:
+    What have I giv’n for Thee?
+
+    2. Thy Father’s home of light.
+      Thy rainbow-circled throne,
+    Were left for earthly night,
+      For wanderings sad and lone.
+    Yea, all was left for me:
+    Have I left aught for Thee?
+
+    3. And Thou hast brought to me,
+      Down from Thy home above,
+    Salvation full and free,
+      Thy pardon and Thy love.
+    Great gifts Thou broughtest me:
+    What have I brought to Thee?
+
+    4. Oh, let my life be given,
+      My years for Thee be spent,
+    World’s fetters all be riven,
+      And pain with joy be blent!
+    Thou gavest Thyself for me;
+    I give myself to Thee.
+
+                                         F. R. Havergal, 1858, abr. and a.
+
+
+353
+
+                                                    6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
+
+    Savior, Thy dying love
+      Thou gavest me;
+    Nor should I aught withhold,
+      Dear Lord, from Thee.
+    In love my soul would bow,
+    My heart fulfil its vow,
+    Some off’ring bring Thee now,
+      Something for Thee.
+
+    2. O’er the blest mercy-seat,
+      Pleading for me,
+    My feeble faith looks up,
+      Jesus, to Thee.
+    Help me the cross to bear,
+    Thy wondrous love declare,
+    Some song to raise or pray’r,
+      Something for Thee.
+
+    3. Give me a faithful heart—
+      Likeness to Thee—
+    That each departing day
+      Henceforth may see
+    Some work of love begun,
+    Some deed of kindness done,
+    Some wand’rer sought and won,
+      Something for Thee.
+
+    4. All that I am and have—
+      Thy gifts so free—
+    In joy, in grief, through life,
+      Dear Lord, for Thee!
+    And when Thy face I see,
+    My ransomed soul shall be
+    Through all eternity
+      Something for Thee.
+
+                                                       S. D. Phelps, 1867.
+
+
+354
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O for a faith that will not shrink,
+      Though pressed by many a foe;
+    That will not tremble on the brink
+      Of poverty or woe;
+
+    2. That will not murmur nor complain
+      Beneath the chastening rod,
+    But in the hour of grief or pain
+      Can lean upon its God;
+
+    3. A faith that shines more bright and clear
+      When tempests rage without;
+    That, when in danger, knows no fear,
+      In darkness feels no doubt;
+
+    4. That bears unmoved the world’s dread frown
+      Nor heeds its scornful smile;
+    That sin’s wild ocean cannot drown,
+      Nor Satan’s arts beguile;
+
+    5. A faith that keeps the narrow way
+      Till life’s last hour is fled
+    And with a pure and heavenly ray
+      Lights up a dying bed.
+
+    6. Lord, give us such a faith as this,
+      And then, whate’er may come,
+    We’ll taste, e’en here, the hallowed bliss
+      Of an eternal home.
+
+                                                 W. H. Bathhurst, 1830, a.
+
+
+355
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Take my life and let it be
+    Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
+    Take my moments and my days,
+    Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
+
+    2. Take my hands and let them move
+    At the impulse of Thy love;
+    Take my feet and let them be
+    Swift and beautiful for Thee.
+
+    3. Take my voice and let me sing
+    Always, only, for my King;
+    Take my lips and let them be
+    Filled with messages from Thee.
+
+    4. Take my silver and my gold,
+    Not a mite would I withhold;
+    Take my intellect and use
+    Every power as Thou shalt choose.
+
+    5. Take my will and make it Thine,
+    It shall be no longer mine;
+    Take my heart, it is Thine own,
+    It shall be Thy royal throne.
+
+    6. Take my love, my Lord, I pour
+    At Thy feet its treasure-store;
+    Take myself, and I will be
+    Ever, only, all for Thee.
+
+                                                     F. R. Havergal, 1874.
+
+
+356
+
+                                                                7, 7, 7, 5
+
+    Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep,
+    Who Thy Father’s flock dost keep,
+    Safe we wake and safe we sleep
+      Guarded still by Thee.
+
+    2. In Thy promise firm we stand,
+    None can pluck us from Thy hand,
+    Speak—we hear—at Thy command
+      We will follow Thee.
+
+    3. By Thy blood our souls were bought,
+    By Thy life salvation wrought,
+    By Thy light our feet are taught,
+      Lord, to follow Thee.
+
+    4. Father, draw us to Thy Son;
+    We with joy will follow on
+    Till the work of grace is done
+      And, from sin set free,
+
+    5. We, in robes of glory dressed,
+    Join th’ assembly of the blest,
+    Gathered to eternal rest
+      In the fold with Thee.
+
+                                                         Henry Cook, 1868.
+
+
+GIVING.
+
+
+357
+
+                                                                8, 8, 8, 4
+
+    O Lord of heaven and earth and sea,
+    To Thee all praise and glory be;
+    How shall we show our love to Thee,
+      Who givest all?
+
+    2. Thou didst not spare Thine only Son,
+    But gav’st Him for a world undone,
+    And freely with that Blessed One
+      Thou givest all.
+
+    3. Thou giv’st the Spirit’s holy dower,
+    Spirit of Life and Love and Power,
+    And dost His sevenfold graces shower
+      Upon us all.
+
+    4. For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven,
+    For means of grace and hopes of heaven,
+    What can to Thee, O Lord, be given,
+      Who givest all?
+
+    5. We lose what on ourselves we spend;
+    We have, as treasure without end,
+    Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend,
+      Who givest all.
+
+    6. Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee
+    Repaid a thousandfold will be;
+    Then gladly will we give to Thee,
+      Who givest all.
+
+                                                C. Wordsworth, abr., 1863.
+
+
+358
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Lord of Glory, Thou hast bought us
+      With Thy life-blood as the price,
+    Never grudging for the lost ones
+      That tremendous sacrifice;
+    And with that hast freely given
+      Blessings countless as the sand,
+    To th’ unthankful and the evil
+      With Thine own unsparing hand.
+
+    2. Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee,
+      Gladly, freely, of Thine own;
+    With the sunshine of Thy goodness
+      Melt our thankless hearts of stone,
+    Till our cold and selfish natures,
+      Warmed by Thee, at length believe
+    That more happy and more blessed
+      ’Tis to give than to receive.
+
+    3. Wondrous honor hast Thou given
+      To our humblest charity
+    In Thine own mysterious sentence,
+      “Ye have done it unto Me.”
+    Can it be, O gracious Master,
+      Thou dost deign for alms to sue,
+    Saying by Thy poor and needy,
+      “Give as I have given to you”?
+
+    4. Lord of Glory, who hast bought us
+      With Thy life-blood as the price,
+    Never grudging for the lost ones
+      That tremendous sacrifice,
+    Give us faith to trust Thee boldly,
+      Hope, to stay our souls on Thee;
+    But oh! best of all Thy graces,
+      Give us Thine own charity.
+
+                                                E. S. Alderson, 1868, abr.
+
+
+359
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Lord, lead the way the Savior went,
+      By lane and cell obscure,
+    And let love’s treasures still be spent,
+      Like His, upon the poor.
+
+    2. Like Him through scenes of deep distress,
+      Who bore the world’s sad weight,
+    We, in their crowded loneliness,
+      Would seek the desolate.
+
+    3. For Thou hast placed us side by side
+      In this wide world of ill,
+    And that Thy followers may be tried,
+      The poor are with us still.
+
+    4. Mean are all offerings we can make,
+      But Thou hast taught us, Lord,
+    If given for the Savior’s sake,
+      They lose not their reward.
+
+                                                       W. Crosswell, 1831.
+
+
+360
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Almighty Father, heav’n and earth
+      With lavish wealth before Thee bow;
+    Those treasures owe to Thee their birth,
+      Creator, Ruler, Giver, Thou.
+
+    2. The wealth of earth, of sky, of sea,
+      The gold, the silver, sparkling gem,
+    The waving corn, the bending tree,
+      Are Thine; to us Thou lendest them.
+
+    3. To Thee, as early morning’s dew,
+      Our praises, alms, and prayer shall rise,
+    As rose, when joyous earth was new,
+      Faith’s patriarchal sacrifice.
+
+    4. We, Lord, would lay, at Thy behest,
+      The costliest offerings on Thy shrine;
+    But when we give, and give our best,
+      We only give Thee what is Thine.
+
+    5. O Father, whence all blessings come,
+      O Son, Dispenser of God’s store,
+    O Spirit, bear our offerings home;
+      Lord, make them Thine forevermore.
+
+                                                       E. A. Dayman, 1868.
+
+
+361
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    We give Thee but Thine own,
+      Whate’er the gift may be;
+    All that we have is Thine alone,
+      A trust, O Lord, from Thee.
+
+    2. May we Thy bounties thus
+      As stewards true receive
+    And gladly, as Thou blessest us,
+      To Thee our first-fruits give!
+
+    3. To comfort and to bless,
+      To find a balm for woe,
+    To tend the lone and fatherless—
+      Is angels’ work below.
+
+    4. The captive to release,
+      To God the lost to bring,
+    To teach the way of life and peace—
+      It is a Christlike thing.
+
+    5. And we believe Thy Word,
+      Though dim our faith may be.
+    Whate’er for Thine we do, O Lord,
+      We do it unto Thee.
+
+                                                     W. W. How, 1858, abr.
+
+
+362
+
+                                                                8, 8, 8, 6
+
+    O God of mercy, God of might,
+    In love and pity infinite,
+    Teach us, as ever in Thy sight,
+      To live our life to Thee.
+
+    2. And Thou, who cam’st on earth to die
+    That fallen man might live thereby,
+    O hear us, for to Thee we cry,
+      In hope, O Lord, to Thee.
+
+    3. Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught,
+    To feel for those Thy blood hath bought,
+    That every word and deed and thought
+      May work a work for Thee.
+
+    4. For all are brethren, far and wide,
+    Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died;
+    Then teach us, whatsoe’er betide,
+      To love them all in Thee.
+
+    5. In sickness, sorrow, want, or care,
+    Whate’er it be, ’tis ours to share;
+    May we, where help is needed, there
+      Give help as unto Thee!
+
+    6. And may Thy Holy Spirit move
+    All those who live to live in love,
+    Till Thou shalt greet in heaven above
+      All those who give to Thee.
+
+                                                          G. Thring, 1879.
+
+
+TRUST.
+
+
+363
+
+                                                          8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    All depends on our possessing
+    God’s free love and grace and blessing,
+      Though all earthly wealth depart;
+    He who God for his hath taken
+    Mid the changing world unshaken
+      Keeps a free, heroic heart.
+
+    2. He who hitherto hath fed me
+    And to many a joy hath led me
+      Is and ever shall be mine;
+    He who did so gently school me,
+    He who still doth guide and rule me,
+      Will not leave me now to pine.
+
+    3. Shall I weary me with fretting
+    O’er vain trifles and regretting
+      Things that never can remain?
+    I will strive but that to win me
+    Which can shed true rest within me,
+      Rest the world must seek in vain.
+
+    4. When my heart with longing sickens,
+    Hope again my courage quickens,
+      For my wish shall be fulfilled.
+    If it please His will most tender,
+    Soul and body I surrender
+      Unto Him on whom I build.
+
+    5. Well He knows how best to grant me
+    All the longing hopes that haunt me;
+      All things have their proper day.
+    I would dictate to Him never;
+    As God wills, so be it ever;
+      When He wills, I will obey.
+
+    6. If on earth He bids me linger,
+    He will guide me with His finger
+      Through the years that now look dim.
+    All that earth has fleets and changes,
+    As a river onward ranges,
+      But I rest in peace on Him.
+
+                                 Anon., 1673; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858.
+
+
+364
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O God of Jacob, by whose hand
+      Thy people still are fed;
+    Who through this weary pilgrimage
+      Hast all our fathers led;
+
+    2. To Thee our humble vows we raise,
+      To Thee address our prayer
+    And in Thy kind and faithful breast
+      Deposit all our care.
+
+    3. Through each perplexing path of life
+      Our wandering footsteps guide;
+    Give us each day our daily bread
+      And raiment fit provide.
+
+    4. O spread Thy covering wings around
+      Till all our wanderings cease
+    And at our Father’s loved abode
+      Our souls arrive in peace.
+
+    5. To Thee, as to our covenant God,
+      We’ll our whole selves resign
+    And thankful own that all we are,
+      And all we have, is Thine.
+
+                                                Philip Doddridge, 1737, a.
+
+
+365
+
+                                                 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 6, 8
+
+    Lord, hear the voice of my complaint,
+      To Thee I now commend me,
+    Let not my heart and hope grow faint,
+      But deign Thy grace to send me.
+    True faith from Thee, my God, I seek,
+      The faith that loves Thee solely,
+      Keeps me lowly
+    And prompt to aid the weak,
+    And mark each word that Thou dost speak.
+
+    2. Yet more from Thee I dare to claim,
+      Whose goodness is unbounded;
+    O let me ne’er be put to shame,
+      My hope be ne’er confounded,
+    But e’en in death still find Thee true,
+      And in that hour, else lonely,
+      Trust Thee only,
+    Not aught that I can do;
+    For such false trust I sore should rue.
+
+    3. O grant that from my very heart
+      My foes be all forgiven;
+    Forgive my sins and heal their smart
+      And grant new life from heaven.
+    Thy Word, that blessed food, bestow,
+      Which best the soul can nourish;
+      Make it flourish
+    Through all the storms of woe
+    That else my faith might overthrow.
+
+    4. Then be the world my foe or friend,
+      Keep me to her a stranger,
+    Thy steadfast follower to the end,
+      Through pleasure and through danger;
+    From Thee alone comes such high grace,
+      No works of ours obtain it
+      Or can gain it;
+    Our pride hath here no place—
+    This Thy free promise we embrace.
+
+    5. Help me, for I am weak; I fight,
+      Yet scarce can battle longer;
+    I cling but to Thy grace and might,
+      ’Tis Thou canst make me stronger;
+    When sore temptations are my lot
+      And tempests round me lower,
+      Break the power:
+    So, through deliverance wrought,
+    I know that Thou forsak’st me not.
+
+                                 J. Agricola, 1531; C. Winkworth, 1863, a.
+
+
+366
+
+                                     8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 8, 4, 8, 8
+
+    O Lord, I love Thee from my heart;
+    I pray Thee, ne’er from me depart,
+      With tender mercy cheer me;
+    I scorn the richest earthly lot,
+    E’en heaven and earth attract me not,
+      If only Thou be near me.
+    Yea, though my heart be like to break,
+    Thou shalt my Trust that naught can shake,
+    My Portion and my Comfort be,
+    Who by Thy blood hast purchased me,
+      Lord Jesus Christ!
+    My God and Lord, my God and Lord!
+    Forsake me not who trust Thy Word.
+
+    2. Yea, Lord, ’twas Thy free bounty gave
+    My body, soul, and what I have
+      In this poor life of labor;
+    O grant that I may through Thy grace
+    Use all my powers to show Thy praise
+      And serve and help my neighbor.
+    From all false doctrine keep me, Lord,
+    From Satan’s lies and malice ward,
+    In every cross uphold Thou me
+    That I may bear it patiently.
+      Lord Jesus Christ!
+    My God and Lord, my God and Lord!
+    In death Thy comfort still afford.
+
+    3. Ah! Lord, let Thy dear angels come
+    At my last end to bear me home,
+      That I may die unfearing;
+    And in its narrow chamber keep
+    My body safe in painless sleep
+      Until Thy reappearing;
+    And then from death awaken me
+    That these mine eyes with joy may see,
+    O Son of God, Thy glorious face,
+    My Savior and my Fount of grace.
+      Lord Jesus Christ!
+    My prayer attend, my prayer attend,
+    And I will praise Thee without end.
+
+                                                    M. Schalling, c. 1567.
+
+
+367
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want;
+      He makes me down to lie
+    In pastures green; He leadeth me
+      The quiet waters by.
+
+    2. My soul He doth restore again
+      And me to walk doth make
+    Within the path of righteousness,
+      E’en for His own name’s sake.
+
+    3. Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
+      Yet will I fear no ill;
+    For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
+      And staff me comfort still.
+
+    4. My table Thou hast furnishèd
+      In presence of my foes,
+    My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
+      And my cup overflows.
+
+    5. Goodness and mercy, all my life,
+      Shall surely follow me;
+    And in God’s house forevermore
+      My dwelling-place shall be.
+
+                                                            F. Rous, 1643.
+
+
+368
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    When I can read my title clear
+      To mansions in the skies,
+    I bid farewell to every fear
+      And wipe my weeping eyes.
+
+    2. Should earth against my soul engage
+      And hellish darts be hurled,
+    Then I can smile at Satan’s rage
+      And face a frowning world.
+
+    3. Let cares like a wild deluge come
+      And storms of sorrow fall,
+    May I but safely reach my home,
+      My God, my heaven, my all!
+
+    4. There shall I bathe my weary soul
+      In seas of heavenly rest
+    And not a wave of trouble roll
+      Across my peaceful breast.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1707.
+
+
+369
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    My spirit on Thy care,
+      Blest Savior, I recline;
+    Thou wilt not leave me to despair,
+      For Thou art Love divine.
+
+    2. In Thee I place my trust,
+      On Thee I calmly rest;
+    I know Thee good, I know Thee just,
+      And count Thy choice the best.
+
+    3. Whate’er events betide,
+      Thy will they all perform;
+    Safe in Thy breast my head I hide
+      Nor fear the coming storm.
+
+    4. Let good or ill befall,
+      It must be good for me;
+    Secure of having Thee in all,
+      Of having all in Thee.
+
+                                                         H. F. Lyte, 1834.
+
+
+370
+
+                                                                8, 5, 8, 3
+
+    I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,
+      Trusting only Thee;
+    Trusting Thee for full salvation,
+      Great and free.
+
+    2. I am trusting Thee for pardon,
+      At Thy feet I bow;
+    For Thy grace and tender mercy,
+      Trusting now.
+
+    3. I am trusting Thee for cleansing
+      In the crimson flood;
+    Trusting Thee to make me holy
+      By Thy blood.
+
+    4. I am trusting Thee to guide me;
+      Thou alone shalt lead,
+    Every day and hour supplying
+      All my need.
+
+    5. I am trusting Thee for power,
+      Thine can never fail;
+    Words which Thou Thyself shalt give me
+      Must prevail.
+
+    6. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,
+      Never let me fall;
+    I am trusting Thee forever
+      And for all.
+
+                                                     F. R. Havergal, 1874.
+
+
+371
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    To Thee, O dear, dear Savior,
+      My spirit turns for rest,
+    My peace is in Thy favor,
+      My pillow on Thy breast;
+    Though all the world deceive me,
+      I know that I am Thine,
+    And Thou wilt never leave me,
+      O blessed Savior mine.
+
+    2. In Thee my trust abideth,
+      On Thee my hope relies,
+    O Thou whose love provideth
+      For all beneath the skies;
+    O Thou whose mercy found me,
+      From bondage set me free,
+    And then forever bound me
+      With threefold cords to Thee.
+
+    3. My grief is in the dulness
+      With which this sluggish heart
+    Doth open to the fulness
+      Of all Thou wouldst impart;
+    My joy is in Thy beauty
+      Of holiness divine,
+    My comfort in the duty
+      That binds my life in Thine.
+
+    4. Alas, that I should ever
+      Have failed in love to Thee,
+    The only One who never
+      Forgot or slighted me!
+    Oh, for a heart to love Thee
+      More truly as I ought
+    And nothing place above Thee
+      In deed or word or thought!
+
+    5. Oh, for that choicest blessing
+      Of living in Thy love
+    And thus on earth possessing
+      The peace of heaven above!
+    Oh, for the bliss that by it
+      The soul securely knows
+    The holy calm and quiet
+      Of faith’s serene repose!
+
+                                                   J. S. B. Monsell, 1863.
+
+
+372
+
+                                               8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)
+
+    Where’er I go, whate’er my task,
+    The counsel of my God I ask,
+      Who ruleth all things right;
+    Unless He give both thought and deed,
+    The utmost pains can ne’er succeed,
+      And vain must be man’s might.
+
+    2. For what can all my toil avail?
+    My care, my watching,—all must fail
+      Unless my God is there.
+    Then let Him order all for me
+    As in His will He shall decree;
+      On Him I cast my care.
+
+    3. For naught can come, as naught has been,
+    But what my Father has foreseen
+      And what shall work my good.
+    Whate’er He gives me I will take,
+    Whate’er He chooses I will make
+      My choice with thankful mood.
+
+    4. I lean upon His mighty arm,
+    Which shieldeth me from every harm
+      And all calamity.
+    If in His precepts I shall live,
+    Whate’er is useful He will give;
+      And naught can injure me.
+
+    5. But only may He of His grace
+    The record of my guilt efface
+      And wipe out all my debt;
+    Though I have sinned, He will not straight
+    Pronounce His judgment, He will wait,
+      Have patience with me yet.
+
+    6. I travel to a distant land
+    To serve the post wherein I stand,
+      Which He hath bid me fill;
+    And He will bless me with His light
+    That I may serve His world aright
+      And make me know His will.
+
+    7. And though through desert wilds I fare,
+    Yet Jesus Christ is with me there,
+      The Lord Himself is near;
+    In all my dangers He will come,
+    And He who kept me safe at home
+      Can keep me safely here.
+
+    8. Yes, He will speed me on my way
+    And point me where to go and stay
+      And help me still and lead;
+    Let me in health and safety live
+    And time and wind and weather give
+      And whatsoe’er I need.
+
+    9. His holy angel being near,
+    My enemies I need not fear,
+      For He protects me well;
+    I owe it to my faithful Guide,
+    Who never yet hath left my side,
+      That I in peace may dwell.
+
+    10. When late at night my sleep I take,
+    When early in the morn I wake,
+      At rest, or on my way,
+    In hours of weakness or in bonds,
+    When, vexed with fears, my heart desponds,
+      God’s Word is e’er my stay.
+
+    11. Since, then, my course is traced by Him,
+    I will not fear that future dim,
+      But go, whate’er befall,
+    Well knowing naught awaits me there
+    Too hard for me through Him to bear;
+      With Him I’ll conquer all.
+
+    12. To Him myself I wholly give,
+    At His command I die or live,
+      I trust His love and power;
+    And if to-morrow or to-day
+    His summons come, I will obey,
+      He knows the proper hour.
+
+    13. But if it please that Love most kind,
+    And if this voice within my mind
+      Be whispering not in vain,
+    I yet shall praise my God ere long
+    In many a sweet and joyful song
+      When in my home again.
+
+    14. To those I love will He be near,
+    With His consoling light appear,
+      Who is my Shield and theirs;
+    And He will grant beyond our thought
+    What they and I alike have sought
+      With tears and fervent prayers.
+
+                           Paul Fleming, 1642; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858, a.
+
+
+373
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Jesus, my Truth, my Way,
+      My sure unerring Light,
+    On Thee my feeble soul I stay,
+      Which Thou wilt lead aright.
+
+    2. My Wisdom and my Guide,
+      My Counselor Thou art;
+    O let me never leave Thy side
+      Nor from Thy paths depart!
+
+    3. Thou seest my feebleness;
+      Jesus, be Thou my Power,
+    My Help and Refuge in distress,
+      My Fortress and my Tower.
+
+    4. Give me to trust in Thee;
+      Be Thou my sure Abode;
+    My Horn and Rock and Buckler be,
+      My Savior and my God.
+
+    5. Myself I cannot save,
+      Myself I cannot keep;
+    But strength in Thee I surely have,
+      Whose eyelids never sleep.
+
+    6. My soul to Thee alone
+      Now, therefore, I commend.
+    Thou, Jesus, having loved Thine own,
+      Wilt love me to the end!
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1749.
+
+
+374
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    The Lord my Shepherd is,
+      I shall be well supplied:
+    Since He is mine and I am His,
+      What can I want beside?
+
+    2. He leads me to the place
+      Where heavenly pasture grows,
+    Where living waters gently pass
+      And full salvation flows.
+
+    3. If e’er I go astray,
+      He doth my soul reclaim
+    And guides me in His own right way
+      For His most holy name.
+
+    4. While He affords His aid,
+      I cannot yield to fear;
+    Though I should walk through death’s dark shade,
+      My Shepherd’s with me there.
+
+    5. The bounties of Thy love
+      Shall crown my following days;
+    Nor from Thy house will I remove
+      Nor cease to speak Thy praise.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+375
+
+                                                                  11s 4 l
+
+    How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
+    Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
+    What more can He say than to you He hath said,
+    Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled?
+
+    2. In every condition,—in sickness, in health,
+    In poverty’s vale or abounding in wealth,
+    At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,—
+    As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be.
+
+    3. Fear not, I am with Thee, oh, be not dismayed;
+    For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
+    I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
+    Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.
+
+    4. When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
+    The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;
+    For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless
+    And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
+
+    5. When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
+    My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;
+    The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design
+    Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine.
+
+    6. E’en down to old age all My people shall prove
+    My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
+    And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,
+    Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.
+
+    7. The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose
+    I will not, I will not, desert to His foes;
+    That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
+    I’ll never, no never, no never, forsake!
+
+                                                               Keen, 1787.
+
+
+WARFARE.
+
+
+376
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Fight the good fight with all thy might;
+    Christ is thy Strength and Christ thy Right.
+    Lay hold on life, and it shall be
+    Thy joy and crown eternally.
+
+    2. Run the straight race through God’s good grace,
+    Lift up thine eyes and seek His face;
+    Life with its way before us lies,
+    Christ is the Path and Christ the Prize.
+
+    3. Cast care aside; upon thy Guide
+    Lean, and His mercy will provide;
+    Lean, and the trusting soul shall prove
+    Christ is its Life and Christ its Love.
+
+    4. Faint not, nor fear, His arms are near;
+    He changeth not, and thou art dear;
+    Only believe, and thou shalt see
+    That Christ is all in all to thee.
+
+                                                   J. S. B. Monsell, 1863.
+
+
+377
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!
+      Ye soldiers of the Cross;
+    Lift high His royal banner,
+      It must not suffer loss.
+    From victory unto victory
+      His army shall He lead,
+    Till every foe is vanquished
+      And Christ is Lord indeed.
+
+    2. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!
+      The trumpet call obey;
+    Forth to the mighty conflict
+      In this His glorious day.
+    Ye that are men, now serve Him
+      Against unnumbered foes;
+    Let courage rise with danger
+      And strength to strength oppose.
+
+    3. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!
+      Stand in His strength alone;
+    The arm of flesh will fail you,
+      Ye dare not trust your own.
+    Put on the Gospel armor,
+      Each piece put on with prayer;
+    Where duty calls or danger,
+      Be never wanting there.
+
+    4. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!
+      The strife will not be long;
+    This day the noise of battle,
+      The next, the victor’s song.
+    To him that overcometh,
+      A crown of life shall be;
+    He with the King of Glory
+      Shall reign eternally.
+
+                                                        G. Duffield, 1858.
+
+
+378
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Am I a soldier of the Cross,
+      A follower of the Lamb?
+    And shall I fear to own His cause
+      Or blush to speak His name?
+
+    2. Must I be carried to the skies
+      On flowery beds of ease
+    While others fought to win the prize
+      And sailed through bloody seas?
+
+    3. Are there no foes for me to face?
+      Must I not stem the flood?
+    Is this vile world a friend to grace,
+      To help me on to God?
+
+    4. Sure I must fight if I would reign;
+      Increase my courage, Lord!
+    I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
+      Supported by Thy Word.
+
+    5. Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
+      Shall conquer, though they die;
+    They see the triumph from afar
+      With faith’s discerning eye.
+
+    6. When that illustrious day shall rise
+      And all Thine armies shine
+    In robes of victory through the skies,
+      The glory shall be Thine.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, 1709, a.
+
+
+379
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    My soul, be on thy guard;
+      Ten thousand foes arise,
+    And hosts of sin are pressing hard
+      To draw thee from the skies.
+
+    2. O watch and fight and pray,
+      The battle ne’er give o’er;
+    Renew it boldly every day
+      And help divine implore.
+
+    3. Ne’er think the victory won,
+      Nor lay thine armor down;
+    Thine arduous work will not be done
+      Till thou receive thy crown.
+
+    4. Fight on, my soul, till death
+      Shall bring thee to thy God;
+    He’ll take thee at thy parting breath
+      To His divine abode.
+
+                                                       George Heath, 1781.
+
+
+380
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Soldiers of Christ, arise
+      And put your armor on;
+    Strong in the strength which God supplies
+      Through His eternal Son.
+
+    2. Strong in the Lord of hosts
+      And in His mighty power.
+    Who in the strength of Jesus trusts
+      Is more than conqueror.
+
+    3. Stand, then, in His great might,
+      With all His strength endued;
+    But take, to arm you for the fight,
+      The panoply of God:
+
+    4. That, having all things done
+      And all your conflicts past,
+    Ye may o’ercome through Christ alone
+      And stand entire at last.
+
+    5. From strength to strength go on,
+      Wrestle and fight and pray;
+    Tread all the powers of darkness down
+      And win the well-fought day.
+
+    6. Still let the Spirit cry
+      In all His soldiers, “Come,”
+    Till Christ the Lord descends from high
+      And takes the conquerors home.
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1749.
+
+
+381
+
+                                                       7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    Rise, my soul, to watch and pray,
+      From thy sleep awake thee,
+    Lest at last the evil day
+      Suddenly o’ertake thee;
+    For the Foe, Well we know,
+    Oft his harvest reapeth
+    While the Christian sleepeth.
+
+    2. But first rouse thee and awake
+      From secure indiff’rence;
+    Else will follow in its wake
+      Woe without deliv’rance.
+    O beware! Soul, take care!
+    Death in sins might find thee
+    Ere thou look behind thee.
+
+    3. Wake and watch, or else thy night
+      Christ can ne’er enlighten;
+    Far off still will seem the light
+      That thy path should brighten;
+    God demands Eyes and hands
+    Open for the offers
+    He so richly proffers.
+
+    4. Watch against the devil’s snares
+      Lest asleep he find thee;
+    For, indeed, no pains he spares
+      To deceive and blind thee;
+    Satan’s prey Oft are they
+    Who are soundly sleeping
+    And no good watch keeping.
+
+    5. Watch against the world that frowns
+      Darkly to dismay thee;
+    Watch when she thy wishes crowns,
+      Smiling to betray thee;
+    Watch and see Thou art free
+    From false friends that charm thee
+    While they seek to harm thee.
+
+    6. Watch against thyself, my soul;
+      See thou do not stifle
+    Grace that should thy thoughts control
+      Nor with mercy trifle.
+    Pride and sin Lurk within
+    All thy hopes to scatter;
+    List not when they flatter.
+
+    7. But while watching, also see
+      That thou pray unceasing;
+    For the Lord must make thee free,
+      Strength and faith increasing,
+    So to do Service true.
+    Let not sloth enslave thee;
+    Pray, and He will save thee.
+
+    8. Yea, indeed, He bids us pray,
+      Promising to hear us,
+    E’er to be our Staff and Stay,
+      Ever to be near us.
+    Ere we plead Will He heed,
+    Strengthen, keep, defend us,
+    And deliv’rance send us.
+
+    9. Courage, then, for all things must
+      Work for good and bless us,
+    If we but in prayerful trust
+      To His Son address us;
+    For He will Richly fill
+    And His Spirit send us,
+    Who to Him commend us.
+
+    10. Therefore let us watch and pray
+      Ever without ceasing,
+    For we know with every day
+      Dangers are increasing,
+    And the end Doth impend;
+    When the trumpet calleth,
+    Earth in ruins falleth.
+
+                                                    J. B. Freystein, 1704.
+
+
+382
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Ye servants of the Lord,
+      Each in his office wait,
+    Observant of His heavenly Word
+      And watchful at His gate.
+
+    2. Let all your lamps be bright
+      And trim the golden flame;
+    Gird up your loins, as in His sight,
+      For awful is His name.
+
+    3. Watch! ’tis your Lord’s command;
+      And while we speak, He’s near.
+    Mark the first signal of His hand
+      And ready all appear.
+
+    4. O happy servant he
+      In such a posture found!
+    He shall his Lord with rapture see
+      And be with honor crowned.
+
+                                                   Philip Doddridge, 1755.
+
+
+RESIGNATION.
+
+
+383
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Lord, as Thou wilt, deal Thou with me,
+      No other wish I cherish;
+    In life and death I cling to Thee,
+      O Lord, let me not perish!
+    Let but Thy grace ne’er from me part,
+    Else as Thou wilt; grant patient heart:
+      Thy will the best is ever.
+
+    2. Grant honor, truth, prosperity,
+      And love Thy Word to ponder;
+    False doctrines, Lord, keep far from me
+      And grant both here and yonder
+    What serves my everlasting bliss;
+    Preserve me from unrighteousness
+      In all my life and doings.
+
+    3. When at Thy summons I must leave
+      This world of sin and sadness,
+    Grant me Thy grace, Lord, not to grieve,
+      But to depart with gladness.
+    My spirit I commend to Thee;
+    O Lord, a blessed end give me
+      Through Jesus Christ;—yea. Amen.
+
+                                                     C. Melissander, 1574.
+
+
+384
+
+                                                                    6s 8 l
+
+    Thy way, not mine, O Lord,
+      However dark it be!
+    Lead me by Thine own hand,
+      Choose out my path for me.
+    I dare not choose my lot;
+      I would not if I might.
+    Choose Thou for me, my God,
+      So shall I walk aright.
+
+    2. The kingdom that I seek
+      Is Thine; so let the way
+    That leads to it be Thine,
+      Else I must surely stray.
+    Take Thou my cup and it
+      With joy or sorrow fill,
+    As best to Thee may seem;
+      Choose Thou my good and ill.
+
+    3. Choose Thou for me my friends,
+      My sickness or my health;
+    Choose Thou my cares for me,
+      My poverty or wealth.
+    Not mine, not mine, the choice,
+      In things or great or small;
+    Be Thou my Guide, my Strength,
+      My Wisdom and my All.
+
+                                                           H. Bonar, 1857.
+
+
+385
+
+                                                    6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    What is the world to me
+      And all its vaunted pleasure
+    When Thou, and Thou alone,
+      Lord Jesus, art my Treasure!
+    Thou only, dearest Lord,
+      My soul’s Delight shalt be;
+    Thou art my Peace, my Rest,—
+      What is the world to me!
+
+    2. The world is like the smoke,
+      A fleeting exhalation,
+    A shadow faint and dim,
+      Of very short duration.
+    My Jesus doth abide,
+      Though all things fade and flee;
+    My everlasting Rock,—
+      What is the world to me!
+
+    3. The world strives to be praised
+      And honored by the mighty
+    Nor will at all reflect
+      How frail they are and flighty.
+    But what I glory in
+      Above all things is He,
+    My Jesus, He alone,—
+      What is the world to me!
+
+    4. The world seeks after wealth,
+      And unto Mammon offers
+    Its all, content if gold
+      Is hoarded in its coffers.
+    I know a higher good,
+      Which e’er my joy shall be;
+    My Jesus is my Wealth,—
+      What is the world to me!
+
+    5. The world is sorely grieved
+      Whenever it is slighted,
+    As though an enemy
+      Its honor would have blighted.
+    Christ, I bear Thy reproach
+      While thus it pleaseth Thee!
+    I’m honored by my Lord,—
+      What is the world to me!
+
+    6. The world cannot extol
+      Too highly sinful pleasures
+    And foolishly resigns
+      For them the heavenly treasures.
+    Let others love the world
+      To please their vanity:
+    I love the Lord, my God,—
+      What is the world to me!
+
+    7. What is the world to me!
+      It rapidly must vanish;
+    With all its gorgeous pomp
+      Pale death it cannot banish;
+    Its riches pass away,
+      And all its joys must flee.
+    But Jesus doth abide,—
+      What is the world to me!
+
+    8. What is the world to me!
+      My Jesus is my Treasure,
+    My Life, my Wealth, my All,
+      My Friend, my Love, my Pleasure,
+    My heavenly Happiness
+      And Bliss eternally.
+    Once more, then, I would say,
+      What is the world to me!
+
+                                    G. M. Pfefferkorn, 1667; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+386
+
+                                                                8, 8, 8, 4
+
+    My God, my Father, while I stray
+    Far from my home, on life’s rough way,
+    O teach me from my heart to say,
+      “Thy will be done!”
+
+    2. Though dark my path and sad my lot,
+    Let me be still and murmur not.
+    Or breathe the prayer divinely taught,
+      “Thy will be done!”
+
+    3. What though in lonely grief I sigh
+    For friends beloved, no longer nigh,
+    Submissive still would I reply,
+      “Thy will be done!”
+
+    4. Though Thou hast called me to resign
+    What most I prized, it ne’er was mine;
+    I have but yielded what was Thine:
+      “Thy will be done!”
+
+    5. Should grief or sickness waste away
+    My life in premature decay,
+    My Father, still I strive to say,
+      “Thy will be done!”
+
+    6. Let but my fainting heart be blest
+    With Thy sweet Spirit for its Guest;
+    My God, to Thee I leave the rest:
+      “Thy will be done!”
+
+    7. Renew my will from day to day;
+    Blend it with Thine and take away
+    All that now makes it hard to say,
+      “Thy will be done!”
+
+    8. Then, when on earth I breathe no more,
+    The prayer, oft mixed with tears before,
+    I’ll sing upon a happier shore,
+      “Thy will be done!”
+
+                                                  Charlotte Elliott, 1834.
+
+
+387
+
+                                                                    6s 8 l
+
+    My Jesus, as Thou wilt!
+      Oh, may Thy will be mine!
+    Into Thy hand of love
+      I would my all resign.
+    Through sorrow or through joy
+      Conduct me as Thine own
+    And help me still to say,
+      My Lord, Thy will be done.
+
+    2. My Jesus, as Thou wilt!
+      If needy here and poor,
+    Give me Thy people’s bread,
+      Their portion rich and sure.
+    The manna of Thy Word
+      Let my soul feed upon;
+    And if all else should fail,
+      My Lord, Thy will be done.
+
+    3. My Jesus, as Thou wilt!
+      Though seen through many a tear,
+    Let not my star of hope
+      Grow dim or disappear,
+    Since Thou on earth hast wept
+      And sorrowed oft alone.
+    If I must weep with Thee,
+      My Lord, Thy will be done.
+
+    4. My Jesus, as Thou wilt!
+      All shall be well for me;
+    Each changing future scene
+      I gladly trust with Thee.
+    Straight to my home above
+      I travel calmly on
+    And sing in life or death,
+      My Lord, Thy will be done.
+
+                           B. Schmolck, † 1737; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1854.
+
+
+388
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Blest be Thy love, dear Lord,
+      That taught us this sweet way
+    Only to love Thee for Thyself
+      And for that love obey.
+
+    2. O Thou, our soul’s chief Hope,
+      We to Thy mercy fly;
+    Where’er we are Thou canst protect,
+      Whate’er we need, supply.
+
+    3. Whether we sleep or wake,
+      To Thee we both resign;
+    The darkest night is as the day
+      If Thy light on us shine.
+
+    4. Whether we live or die,
+      Both we submit to Thee;
+    In death we live, as well as life,
+      If Thine in death we be.
+
+                                                        John Austin, 1668.
+
+
+389
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O Lord, my best desire fulfil
+      And help me to resign
+    Life, health, and comfort to Thy will
+      And make Thy pleasure mine.
+
+    2. Why should I shrink at Thy command,
+      Whose love forbids my fears,
+    Or tremble at the gracious hand
+      That wipes away my tears?
+
+    3. No, rather let me freely yield
+      What most I prize to Thee,
+    Who never hast a good withheld,
+      Nor wilt withhold, from me.
+
+    4. Thy favor, all my journey through,
+      Thou art engaged to grant;
+    What else I want, or think I do,
+      ’Tis better still to want.
+
+                                                          W. Cowper, 1779.
+
+
+
+
+CATECHISM.
+
+
+390
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord, grant that we e’er pure retain
+    The catechismal doctrine plain
+    As Luther taught the heavenly truth
+    In simple words to tender youth.
+
+    2. That we Thy holy Law may know
+    And mourn our sin and all its woe
+    And yet believe in Father, Son,
+    And Holy Spirit, Three in One.
+
+    3. That we on Thee, our Father, call,
+    Who canst and wilt give help to all;
+    That as Thy children we may live,
+    Whom Thou in Baptism didst receive.
+
+    4. That, if we fall, we rise again,
+    Repentingly confess our sin,
+    And take the Sacrament in faith.—
+    Amen. God grant a happy death!
+
+                                            L. Helmbold, 1577; M. Loy, tr.
+
+
+LAW.
+
+
+391
+
+                                                             8, 8, 8, 7, 4
+
+    That man a godly life might live,
+    God did these Ten Commandments give
+    By His true servant Moses, high
+    Upon the Mount Sinai.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    2. I am thy God and Lord alone,
+    No other god beside Me own;
+    Put thy whole confidence in Me
+    And love Me e’er cordially.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    3. By idle word and speech profane
+    Take not My holy name in vain
+    And praise but that as good and true
+    Which I Myself say and do.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    4. Hallow the day which God hath blest
+    That thou and all thy house may rest;
+    Keep hand and heart from labor free
+    That God may so work in thee.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    5. Give to thy parents honor due,
+    Be dutiful, and loving too,
+    And help them when their strength decays,
+    So shalt thou have length of days.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    6. In sinful wrath thou shalt not kill,
+    Nor hate, nor render ill for ill;
+    Be patient and of gentle mood,
+    And to thy foe do thou good.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    7. Be faithful to thy marriage vows,
+    Thy heart give only to thy spouse;
+    Thy life keep pure, and lest thou sin,
+    Use temp’rance and discipline.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    8. Steal not; all usury abhor
+    Nor wring their life-blood from the poor,
+    But open wide thy loving hand
+    To all the poor in the land.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    9. Bear not false witness nor belie
+    Thy neighbor by foul calumny;
+    Defend his innocence from blame;
+    With charity hide his shame.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    10. Thy neighbor’s house desire thou not,
+    His wife, nor aught that he hath got,
+    But wish that his such good may be
+    As thy heart doth wish for thee.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    11. God these commandments gave, therein
+    To show thee, child of man, thy sin
+    And make thee also well perceive
+    How man unto God should live.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    12. Help us, Lord Jesus Christ, for we
+    A Mediator have in Thee.
+    Our works cannot salvation gain;
+    They merit but endless pain.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+                                   Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a.
+
+
+392
+
+                                                             8, 8, 8, 7, 4
+
+    Wilt thou, O man, live happily
+    And dwell with God eternally?
+    The Ten Commandments keep, for thus
+    Our God Himself biddeth us.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    2. I am thy Lord and God; take heed
+    Lest other gods do thee mislead.
+    Thy heart shall trust alone in Me;
+    Thou shalt My own kingdom be.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    3. Honor My name in word and deed
+    And call on Me in time of need.
+    Hallow the Sabbath that I may
+    Work in thy heart on that day.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    4. Obedient always, next to Me,
+    To father and to mother be.
+    Kill no man, but to wrath be slow.
+    Be true to thy marriage vow.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+    5. Steal not nor do thy neighbor wrong
+    By bearing witness with false tongue.
+    Thy neighbor’s wife desire thou not
+    Nor grudge him aught he hath got.
+        Have mercy, Lord!
+
+                                   Martin Luther, 1525; R. Massie, tr., a.
+
+
+CREED.
+
+
+393
+
+                                                          8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7
+
+    We all believe in one true God,
+      Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
+    Present Helper in all need,
+      Praised by all the heavenly host,
+    By whose mighty power alone
+    All is made and wrought and done.
+
+    2. And we believe in Jesus Christ,
+      Son of God and Mary’s Son,
+    Who from heaven above came down
+      And leads us to heaven’s throne;
+    By whose blood and death are we
+    Rescued from all misery.
+
+    3. And we confess the Holy Ghost,
+      Who from both fore’er proceeds;
+    Who upholds and comforts us
+      In the midst of fears and needs.
+    Blest and holy Trinity,
+    Praise forever be to Thee!
+
+                                                   T. Clausnitzer, † 1684.
+
+
+394
+
+                                                                   8s 10 l
+
+    We all believe in one true God,
+      Maker of the earth and heaven,
+    The Father, who to us in love
+      Hath the claim of children given;
+    He in soul and body feeds us,
+      All we want His hand provides us,
+    Through all snares and perils leads us
+      Watches that no harm betides us;
+    He cares for us by day and night,
+    All things are governed by His might.
+
+    2. And we believe in Jesus Christ,
+      His own Son, our Lord, possessing
+    An equal Godhead, throne, and might,
+      Through whom comes the Father’s blessing:
+    Conceived of the Holy Spirit,
+      Born of Mary, virgin-mother,
+    That lost man might life inherit,
+      Made true man, our Elder Brother,
+    Was crucified for sinful men,
+    And raised by God to life again.
+
+    3. We in the Holy Ghost believe,
+      Who sweet grace and comfort giveth
+    And with the Father and the Son
+      In eternal glory liveth;
+    Who the Christian Church doth even
+      Keep in unity of spirit.
+    Sins are truly here forgiven
+      Through the blest Redeemer’s merit.
+    All flesh shall rise again, and we
+    Shall live with God eternally. Amen.
+
+                                                      Martin Luther, 1525.
+
+
+PRAYER.
+
+
+395
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    What a Friend we have in Jesus,
+      All our sins and griefs to bear!
+    What a privilege to carry
+      Everything to God in prayer!
+    Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
+      Oh, what needless pain we bear,—
+    All because we do not carry
+      Everything to God in prayer!
+
+    2. Have we trials and temptations?
+      Is there trouble anywhere?
+    We should never be discouraged,
+      Take it to the Lord in prayer.
+    Can we find a Friend so faithful,
+      Who will all our sorrows share?
+    Jesus knows our every weakness,—
+      Take it to the Lord in prayer.
+
+    3. Are we weak and heavy-laden,
+      Cumbered with a load of care?
+    Precious Savior, still our Refuge,—
+      Take it to the Lord in prayer.
+    Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
+      Take it to the Lord in prayer;
+    In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
+      Thou wilt find a solace there.
+
+                                                     Joseph Scriven, 1855.
+
+
+396
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    Our Father, Thou in heaven above,
+    Who biddest us to dwell in love,
+    As brothers of one family,
+    And cry for all we need to Thee:
+    Teach us to mean the words we say
+    And from our inmost heart to pray.
+
+    2. Thy name be hallowed! Help us, Lord,
+    To keep in purity Thy Word
+    And lead according to Thy name
+    A holy life, untouched by blame.
+    Let no false teachings do us hurt,
+    All poor, deluded souls convert.
+
+    3. Thy kingdom come! Thine let it be
+    In time and through eternity!
+    Oh, let Thy Holy Spirit dwell
+    With us to rule and guide us well.
+    From Satan’s mighty power and rage
+    Preserve Thy Church from age to age.
+
+    4. Thy will be done on earth, O Lord,
+    As where in heaven Thou art adored!
+    Patience in time of grief bestow,
+    Obedience in weal and woe;
+    Our sinful flesh and blood control
+    That thwart Thy will within the soul.
+
+    5. Give us this day our daily bread
+    And all that for this life we need;
+    From war and strife be our Defense,
+    From famine and from pestilence,
+    That we may live in godly peace,
+    Unvexed by cares and avarice.
+
+    6. Lord, all our trespasses forgive
+    That they our hearts no more may grieve,
+    As we forgive their trespasses
+    Who unto us have done amiss.
+    Thus let us dwell in charity
+    And serve each other willingly.
+
+    7. Into temptation lead us not;
+    And when the Foe doth war and plot
+    Against our souls on every hand,
+    Then, armed with faith, O may we stand
+    Against him as a valiant host,
+    Through comfort of the Holy Ghost.
+
+    8. From evil, Lord, deliver us;
+    The times and days are perilous.
+    Redeem us from eternal death;
+    And when we yield our dying breath,
+    Console us, grant us calm release,
+    And take our souls to Thee in peace.
+
+    9. Amen! that is, So let it be!
+    Confirm our faith continually
+    That we may doubt not, but believe
+    That what we ask we shall receive;
+    Thus in Thy name and at Thy word
+    We say: Amen; O hear us, Lord!
+
+                                                      Martin Luther, 1539.
+
+
+397
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Our heavenly Father, hear
+      The prayer we offer now;
+    Thy name be hallowed far and near,
+      To Thee all nations bow.
+
+    2. Thy kingdom come; Thy will
+      On earth be done in love,
+    As saints and seraphim fulfil
+      Thy holy will above.
+
+    3. Our daily bread supply
+      While by Thy word we live;
+    The guilt of our iniquity
+      Forgive as we forgive.
+
+    4. From dark temptation’s power,
+      From Satan’s wiles defend;
+    Deliver in the evil hour
+      And guide us to the end.
+
+    5. Thine shall forever be
+      Glory and power divine;
+    The scepter, throne, and majesty
+      Of heaven and earth are Thine.
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1825.
+
+
+398
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire,
+      Uttered or unexpressed;
+    The motion of a hidden fire
+      That trembles in the breast.
+
+    2. Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
+      The falling of a tear,
+    The upward glancing of an eye,
+      When none but God is near.
+
+    3. Prayer is the simplest form of speech
+      That infant lips can try;
+    Prayer the sublimest strains that reach
+      The Majesty on high.
+
+    4. Prayer is the contrite sinner’s voice,
+      Returning from his ways,
+    While angels in their songs rejoice
+      And cry, “Behold, he prays!”
+
+    5. Prayer is the Christian’s vital breath.
+      The Christian’s native air,
+    His watchword at the gate of death,—
+      He enters heaven with prayer.
+
+    6. The saints in prayer appear as one
+      In word and deed and mind,
+    While with the Father and the Son
+      Sweet fellowship they find.
+
+    7. Nor prayer is made by man alone,—
+      The Holy Spirit pleads,
+    And Jesus on th’ eternal throne
+      For sinners intercedes.
+
+    8. O Thou, by whom we come to God,
+      The Life, the Truth, the Way,
+    The path of prayer Thyself hast trod,—
+      Lord, teach us how to pray!
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1818.
+
+
+399
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat,
+      Where Jesus answers prayer;
+    There humbly fall before His feet,
+      For none can perish there.
+
+    2. Thy promise is my only plea,
+      With this I venture nigh;
+    Thou callest burdened souls to Thee,
+      And such, O Lord, am I.
+
+    3. Bowed down beneath a load of sin,
+      By Satan sorely pressed,
+    By wars without and fears within,
+      I come to Thee for rest.
+
+    4. Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place,
+      That, sheltered near Thy side,
+    I may my fierce Accuser face
+      And tell him Thou hast died.
+
+    5. O wondrous Love, to bleed and die,
+      To bear the cross and shame,
+    That guilty sinners such as I
+      Might plead Thy gracious name!
+
+                                                        John Newton, 1779.
+
+
+BAPTISM.
+
+
+400
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8
+
+    Baptized into Thy name most holy,
+      O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
+    I claim a place, though weak and lowly,
+      Among Thy seed, Thy chosen host.
+    Buried with Christ and dead to sin,
+    Thy Spirit now shall live within.
+
+    2. My loving Father, Thou dost take me
+      To be henceforth Thy child and heir;
+    My faithful Savior, Thou dost make me
+      The fruit of all Thy sorrows share;
+    Thou, Holy Ghost, wilt comfort me
+    When darkest clouds around I see.
+
+    3. And I have vowed to fear and love Thee
+      And to obey Thee, Lord, alone;
+    I felt Thy Holy Spirit move me
+      And freely pledged myself Thine own,
+    Renouncing sin to keep the faith
+    And war with evil unto death.
+
+    4. My faithful God, Thou failest never,
+      Thy covenant surely will abide;
+    O cast me not away forever
+      Should I transgress it on my side;
+    If I have sore my soul defiled,
+    Yet still forgive, restore Thy child.
+
+    5. Yea, all I am and love most dearly,
+      To Thee I offer new the whole;
+    O let me make my vows sincerely,
+      Take full possession of my soul;
+    Let naught within me, naught I own,
+    Serve any will but Thine alone.
+
+    6. Depart, depart, thou Prince of Darkness!
+      No more by thee I’ll be enticed.
+    Mine is indeed a tarnished conscience,
+      But sprinkled with the blood of Christ.
+    Away, vain world! O sin, away!
+    Lo! I renounce you all this day.
+
+    7. And never let my purpose falter,
+      O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
+    But keep me faithful to Thine altar
+      Till Thou shalt call me from my post;
+    So unto Thee I’ll live and die
+    And praise Thee evermore on high.
+
+                              J. J. Rambach, † 1735; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+401
+
+                                                 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    To Jordan came our Lord, the Christ,
+      To do God’s pleasure willing,
+    And there was by Saint John baptized,
+      All righteousness fulfilling;
+    There did He consecrate a bath
+      To wash away transgression
+    And quench the bitterness of death
+      By His own blood and Passion,
+    He would a new life give us.
+
+    2. So hear ye all and well perceive
+      What God doth call a Baptism
+    And what a Christian should believe
+      Who error shuns and schism:
+    That we should water use the Lord
+      Declareth is His pleasure,
+    Not simple water, but the Word
+      And Spirit without measure;—
+    He is the true Baptizer.
+
+    3. To show us this, He hath His Word
+      With signs and symbols given;
+    On Jordan’s banks was plainly heard
+      The Father’s voice from heaven:
+    “This is My well-beloved Son,
+      In whom My soul delighteth;
+    Hear Him!” Yea, hear Him, every one,
+      Whom He Himself inviteth;
+    Hear and obey His teaching!
+
+    4. In tender manhood God the Son
+      In Jordan’s water standeth;
+    The Holy Ghost from heaven’s throne
+      In dovelike form descendeth;
+    That thus the truth be not denied,
+      Nor should our faith e’er waver,
+    That all three Persons do preside
+      At Baptism’s holy laver
+    And dwell with the believer.
+
+    5. Thus Jesus His disciples sent:
+      Go, teach ye every nation,
+    That, lost in sin, they must repent
+      And flee from condemnation.
+    He that believes and is baptized
+      Shall thereby have salvation,
+    A new-born man he is in Christ,
+      From death free and damnation,
+    He shall inherit heaven.
+
+    6. Who in this mercy hath not faith
+      Nor aught therein discerneth,
+    Is yet in sin, condemned to death
+      And fire that ever burneth;
+    His holiness avails him not,
+      Nor aught which he is doing;
+    His inborn sin brings all to naught
+      And maketh sure his ruin;
+    Himself he cannot succor.
+
+    7. The eye of sense alone is dim
+      And nothing sees but water;
+    Faith sees Christ Jesus and in Him
+      The Lamb ordained for slaughter;
+    It sees the cleansing fountain, red
+      With the dear blood of Jesus,
+    Which from the sins, inherited
+      From fallen Adam, frees us
+    And from our own misdoings.
+
+                                   Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a.
+
+
+402
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8
+
+    Blessed Jesus, here we stand,
+      Met to do as Thou hast spoken;
+    And this child, at Thy command,
+      Now we bring to Thee in token
+    That to Christ it here is given;
+    For of such shall be Thy heaven.
+
+    2. Yes, Thy warning voice is plain,
+      And we would obey it duly:
+    “He who is not born again,
+      Heart and life renewing truly,
+    Born of water and the Spirit,
+    Will My kingdom ne’er inherit.”
+
+    3. Therefore hasten we to Thee;
+      Take the pledge we bring, O take it!
+    Let us here Thy glory see
+      And in tender pity make it
+    Now Thy child and leave it never,
+    Thine on earth and Thine forever.
+
+    4. Wash it, Jesus, in Thy blood
+      From the sin-stain of its nature;
+    Let it rise from out this flood
+      Clothed in Thee, a new-born creature;
+    May it, washed as Thou hast bidden,
+    In Thine innocence be hidden.
+
+    5. Turn its darkness into light,
+      To Thy grace receive and save it;
+    Heal the Serpent’s venomed bite
+      In the font where now we lave it;
+    Here let flow a Jordan river
+    And from leprosy deliver.
+
+    6. Make it, Head, Thy member now;
+      Shepherd, take Thy lamb and feed it;
+    Prince of Peace, its Peace be Thou;
+      Way of Life, to heaven lead it;
+    Vine, this branch may nothing sever,
+    Graft by faith in Thee forever.
+
+    7. Now into Thy heart we pour
+      Prayers that from our hearts proceeded;
+    Let our sighing heavenward soar,
+      Let our warm desires be heeded.
+    Write the name we now have given,
+    Write it in the book of heaven.
+
+                                      B. Schmolck, 1704; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+403
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Now Christ, the very Son of God,
+    On sinners sends another flood;
+    It is the water which the Lord
+    Has comprehended in the Word.
+
+    2. This flood, to cleanse sin’s leprosy,
+    Mere earthly water cannot be;
+    But water and God’s gracious Word
+    Conjoined, this saving bath afford.
+
+    3. “Go ye,” says Christ, “My Word proclaim,
+    Baptize the nations in God’s name;
+    All who are baptized and believe
+    My full salvation shall receive.”
+
+    4. God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
+    To be baptized invites the host;
+    He will be present, though unseen,
+    From all their sins to wash them clean.
+
+    5. So, too, by our repentance, must
+    The old man, with his sins and lust,
+    Be daily drowned and then arise
+    A new man, righteous, pure, and wise.
+
+    6. That by the water and the Word
+    We’re born again, we thank Thee, Lord.
+    In life and death Thine let us be
+    And Thine in all eternity.
+
+                         N. Selnecker, 1572; C. H. L. Schuette, tr., 1880.
+
+
+404
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    This child we dedicate to Thee,
+    O God of grace and purity!
+    Shield it from sin and threatening wrong
+    And let Thy love its life prolong.
+
+    2. Oh, may Thy Spirit gently draw
+    Its willing soul to keep Thy Law!
+    May virtue, piety, and truth
+    Dawn even with its dawning youth!
+
+    3. We, too, before Thy gracious sight,
+    Once shared the blest baptismal rite
+    And would renew its solemn vow
+    With love and thanks and praises now.
+
+    4. Grant that with true and faithful heart
+    We still may act the Christian’s part,
+    Cheered by each promise Thou hast given
+    And laboring for the prize in heaven.
+
+                                    From the German. S. Gilman, tr., 1823.
+
+
+405
+
+                                                     10, 6, 10, 6, 8, 8, 4
+
+    Father of heaven, who hast created all
+      And rulest all, we pray,
+    Look on this babe, who at Thy gracious call
+      Now enters on life’s way.
+    Oh, make it Thine; Thy blessing give,
+    That to Thy glory it may live,
+      Father of heav’n!
+
+    2. O Son of God, atoning Lord, behold,
+      We bring this babe to Thee:
+    Take it, O loving Shepherd, to Thy fold,
+      Forever Thine to be;
+    Defend it through this earthly strife
+    And lead it on the path of life,
+      O Son of God!
+
+    3. O Holy Ghost, who broodest o’er the wave,
+      Descend upon this child;
+    Give it undying life, its spirit lave
+      With waters undefiled,
+    And make it evermore to be
+    An heir of bliss, a shrine for Thee,
+      O Holy Ghost!
+
+    4. O Triune God, what Thou hast willed is done;
+      We speak, but Thine the might.
+    This babe hath hardly seen our earthly sun,
+      Yet on it pour Thy light
+    Of faith and hope and joyful love,
+    Thou Sun of all below, above,
+      O Triune God!
+
+                                  A. Knapp, 1841; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.
+
+
+406
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    The Savior kindly calls
+      Our children to His breast;
+    He folds them in His gracious arms,
+      Himself declares them blest.
+
+    2. “Let them approach,” He cries,
+      “Nor scorn their humble claim;
+    The heirs of heaven are such as these,
+      For such as these I came.”
+
+    3. With joy we bring them, Lord,
+      Devoting them to Thee,
+    Imploring that, as we are Thine,
+      Thine may our offspring be.
+
+                                                    H. U. Onderdonk, 1826.
+
+
+407
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Stand, soldier of the Cross,
+      Thy high allegiance claim
+    And vow to hold the world but loss
+      For Thy Redeemer’s name.
+
+    2. Arise and be baptized
+      And wash thy sins away;
+    Thy league with God be solemnized,
+      Thy faith confessed to-day.
+
+    3. No more thine own, but Christ’s;
+      With all the saints of old,
+    Apostles, seers, evangelists,
+      And martyr-throngs enrolled:
+
+    4. In God’s whole armor strong,
+      Front hell’s embattled powers.
+    The warfare may be sharp and long,
+      The victory must be ours.
+
+    5. O bright the conqueror’s crown,
+      The song of triumph sweet.
+    When faith casts every trophy down
+      At our great Captain’s feet!
+
+                                               E. H. Bickersteth, 1870, a.
+
+
+CONFIRMATION.
+
+
+408
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Let me be Thine forever,
+      Thou faithful God and Lord;
+    Let me forsake Thee never
+      Nor wander from Thy Word;
+    Lord, do not let me waver,
+      But give me steadfastness,
+    And for such grace forever
+      Thy holy name I’ll bless.
+
+    2. Lord Jesus, my Salvation,
+      My Light, my Life divine,
+    My only Consolation,
+      O make me wholly Thine!
+    For Thou hast dearly bought me
+      With blood and bitter pain;
+    Let me, since Thou hast sought me,
+      Eternal life obtain.
+
+    3. And Thou, O Holy Spirit,
+      My Comforter and Guide,
+    Grant that in Jesus’ merit
+      I always may confide,
+    Him to the end confessing,
+      Whom I have known by faith.
+    Give me Thy constant blessing
+      And grant a Christian death.
+
+                                N. Selnecker, 1572; M. Loy, tr., a., 1880.
+
+
+409
+
+                                                                 6, 5, 8 l
+
+    In the hour of trial,
+      Jesus, plead for me,
+    Lest by base denial
+      I depart from Thee.
+    When Thou see’st me waver,
+      With a look recall
+    Nor from fear or favor
+      Suffer me to fall.
+
+    2. With forbidden pleasures
+      Would this vain world charm
+    Or its sordid treasures
+      Spread to work me harm.
+    Bring to my remembrance
+      Sad Gethsemane
+    Or, in darker semblance,
+      Cross-crowned Calvary.
+
+    3. Should Thy mercy send me
+      Sorrow, toil, and woe,
+    Or should pain attend me
+      On my path below,
+    Grant that I may never
+      Fail Thy hand to see;
+    Grant that I may ever
+      Cast my care on Thee.
+
+    4. When my last hour cometh,
+      Fraught with strife and pain,
+    When my dust returneth
+      To the dust again,
+    On Thy truth relying,
+      Through that mortal strife,
+    Jesus, take me, dying,
+      To eternal life.
+
+                                                James Montgomery, 1834, a.
+
+
+410
+
+                                                                 L. M. 8 l
+
+    Arm these Thy soldiers, mighty Lord,
+    With shield of faith and Spirit’s sword.
+    Forth to the battle may they go
+    And boldly fight against the foe,
+    With banner of the Cross unfurled,
+    And by it overcome the world;
+    And so at last receive from Thee
+    The palm and crown of victory.
+
+    2. Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come
+    And make Thy servants’ hearts Thy home;
+    May each a living temple be,
+    Hallowed forever, Lord, to Thee!
+    Enrich that temple’s holy shrine
+    With sevenfold gifts of grace divine;
+    With wisdom, light, and knowledge bless,
+    With counsel, strength, fear, godliness.
+
+    3. O Trinity in Unity,
+    One only God and Persons Three;
+    In whom, through whom, by whom we live,
+    To Thee we praise and glory give.
+    O grant us so to use Thy grace
+    That we may see Thy glorious face
+    And ever with the heavenly host
+    Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
+
+                                                      C. Wordsworth, 1862.
+
+
+411
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Thine forever, God of Love!
+    Hear us from Thy throne above,
+    Thine forever may we be
+    Here and in eternity.
+
+    2. Thine forever, Lord of Life!
+    Shield us through our earthly strife;
+    Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way,
+    Guide us to the realms of day.
+
+    3. Thine forever! O how blest
+    They who find in Thee their rest!
+    Savior, Guardian, heavenly Friend,
+    O defend us to the end!
+
+    4. Thine forever! Savior, keep
+    These Thy frail and trembling sheep!
+    Safe alone beneath Thy care,
+    Let us all Thy goodness share.
+
+    5. Thine forever! Thou our Guide,
+    All our wants by Thee supplied,
+    All our sins by Thee forgiven;
+    Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven.
+
+                                                      Mary F. Maude, 1848.
+
+
+412
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    My God, accept my heart this day
+      And make it always Thine
+    That I from Thee no more may stray,
+      No more from Thee decline.
+
+    2. Before the cross of Him who died,
+      Behold, I prostrate fall;
+    Let every sin be crucified,
+      Let Christ be all in all!
+
+    3. Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace,
+      Adopt me for Thine own,
+    That I may see Thy glorious face
+      And worship at Thy throne!
+
+    4. May the dear blood, once shed for me,
+      My blest atonement prove
+    That I from first to last may be
+      The purchase of Thy love!
+
+    5. Let every thought and work and word
+      To Thee be ever given;
+    Then life shall be Thy service, Lord,
+      And death the gate of heaven.
+
+                                                         M. Bridges, 1848.
+
+
+CONFESSION.
+
+
+413
+
+                                                 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 4, 8
+
+    Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee alone
+      My only hope on earth I place;
+    For other comforter is none,
+      No help have I but in Thy grace.
+    There is no man nor creature here,
+    No angel in the heavenly sphere,
+    Who in my need can succor me.
+    I cry to Thee,
+    For Thee I trust implicitly.
+
+    2. My sin is very sore and great,
+      I mourn beneath its dreadful load;
+    O free me from this heavy weight,
+      My Savior, through Thy precious blood;
+    And with Thy Father for me plead
+    That Thou hast suffered in my stead;
+    From me the burden then is rolled.
+    Lord, I lay hold
+    On Thy dear promises of old.
+
+    3. And in Thy mercy now bestow
+      True Christian faith on me, O Lord,
+    That all the sweetness I may know
+      Which in Thy holy Cross is stored,
+    Love Thee o’er earthly pride or pelf,
+    And love my neighbor as myself;
+    And when at last is come my end,
+    Be Thou my Friend,
+    From Satan’s wiles my soul defend.
+
+    4. Glory to God in highest heaven,
+      The Father of eternal love;
+    To His dear Son, for sinners given,
+      Whose watchful grace we daily prove;
+    To God the Holy Ghost on high;
+    Oh, ever be His comfort nigh,
+    And teach us, in His love and fear,
+    To please Him here
+    And serve Him in the heavenly sphere!
+
+                         J. Schneesing, 1542; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858.
+
+
+414
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    “Jesus sinners doth receive!”
+      O may all this saying ponder
+    Who in sin’s delusions live
+      And from God and heaven wander!
+    This alone sure hope can give—
+    “Jesus sinners doth receive!”
+
+    2. We deserve but grief and shame,
+      Yet His words, rich grace revealing,
+    Pardon, peace, and life proclaim;
+      Here their ills have perfect healing
+    Who with humble hearts believe—
+    “Jesus sinners doth receive!”
+
+    3. Sheep that from the fold did stray
+      Every faithful shepherd seeketh;
+    Weary souls that lost their way,
+      Christ, the Shepherd, seeks and taketh
+    In His arms that they may live—
+    “Jesus sinners doth receive!”
+
+    4. Come, ye sinners, one and all,
+      Come, ye all have invitation;
+    Come, obey His gracious call,
+      Come, accept His free salvation!
+    Firmly in these words believe:
+    “Jesus sinners doth receive!”
+
+    5. I, a sinner, come to Thee
+      And acknowledge my transgression;
+    Tender mercy show to me,
+      Grant me graciously remission;
+    Let these words my soul relieve:
+    “Jesus sinners doth receive!”
+
+    6. Henceforth I need fear no foe;
+      Were as scarlet my transgression,
+    It shall be as white as snow
+      By the virtue of Thy Passion;
+    For in these words I believe:
+    “Jesus sinners doth receive!”
+
+    7. Now my conscience is at ease,
+      Now I fear no condemnation.
+    He who grants me full release
+      Hath atoned for my transgression.
+    In true faith to Him I cleave,—
+    “Jesus sinners doth receive!”
+
+                                                 Erdmann Neumeister, 1718.
+
+
+415
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Out of the depths I cry to Thee,
+      Lord, hear my lamentation;
+    Bend down Thy gracious ear to me
+      And grant my supplication;
+    For if Thou fix Thy searching eye
+    On all sin and iniquity,
+      Who, Lord, can stand before Thee?
+
+    2. But love and grace with Thee prevail,
+      O God, our sins forgiving;
+    The best and holiest deeds must fail
+      Of all before Thee living;
+    Before Thee none can boasting stand,
+    But all must fear Thy strict demand
+      And live alone by mercy.
+
+    3. My hope I rest, then, on the Lord
+      And build not on my merit;
+    My heart shall trust His gracious Word,
+      His goodness stays my spirit.
+    His precious Word assureth me
+    He will my Joy and Comfort be;
+      This is my firm reliance.
+
+    4. And though it tarry till the night
+      And till the morn appeareth,
+    My heart still trusteth in His might,
+      It doubteth not nor feareth.
+    Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed,
+    Ye of the Spirit born indeed,
+      Wait for your God’s appearing.
+
+    5. Though great our sins and sore our woes,
+      His grace much more aboundeth;
+    His helping love no limit knows,
+      Our utmost need it soundeth,
+    Our Shepherd is the Lord, and He
+    At last shall set His Israel free
+      From all their sin and sorrow.
+
+                                                      Martin Luther, 1524.
+
+
+416
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8
+
+    Lord, to Thee I make confession,
+      I have sinned and gone astray,
+    I have multiplied transgression,
+      Chosen for myself my way.
+    Led at last to see my errors,
+    Lord, I tremble at Thy terrors.
+
+    2. Yet, though conscience’ voice appall me,
+      Father, I will seek Thy face;
+    Though Thy child I dare not call me,
+      Yet receive me to Thy grace;
+    Do not for my sins forsake me,
+    Let not yet Thy wrath o’ertake me.
+
+    3. For Thy Son hath suffered for me,
+      And the blood He shed for sin,
+    That can heal me and restore me,
+      Quench this burning fire within;
+    ’Tis alone His cross can vanquish
+    These dark fears and soothe this anguish.
+
+    4. Then on Him I cast my burden,
+      Sink it in the depths below!
+    Let me feel Thy gracious pardon,
+      Wash me, make me white as snow.
+    Let Thy Spirit leave me never,
+    Make me only Thine forever!
+
+                                 J. Franck, 1649; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862.
+
+
+417
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O Jesus, Lamb of God, who art
+    The Life and Comfort of my heart,
+    I, wretched sinner, come to Thee
+    And bring so many sins with me.
+
+    2. O God, my sinfulness is great,
+    I groan beneath a dreadful weight;
+    Yet be Thou merciful, I pray,
+    Take guilt and punishment away.
+
+    3. Saint John the Baptist biddeth me
+    To cast my burden, Lord, on Thee,
+    Since Thou hast left Thy heavenly throne
+    That for our sins Thou might’st atone.
+
+    4. Help me amend my ways, O Lord,
+    And willingly obey Thy Word;
+    Do always, then, abide with me,
+    And when I die, take me to Thee.
+
+                                     B. Helder, 1620; A. Crull, tr., 1880.
+
+
+418
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    With broken heart and contrite sigh,
+    A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry;
+    Thy pardoning grace is rich and free;
+    O God, be merciful to me!
+
+    2. I smite upon my troubled breast,
+    With deep and conscious guilt opprest;
+    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!
+
+    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,
+    With all the ransomed throng I dwell,
+    My raptured song shall ever be,
+    God has been merciful to me!
+
+                                                           C. Elven, 1852.
+
+
+419
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry,
+    Though all my crimes before Thee lie,
+    Behold them not with angry look,
+    But blot their memory from Thy book.
+
+    2. Create my nature pure within,
+    And form my soul averse to sin;
+    Let Thy good Spirit ne’er depart
+    Nor hide Thy presence from my heart.
+
+    3. I cannot live without Thy light,
+    Cast out and banished from Thy sight;
+    Thy holy joys, my God, restore
+    And guard me that I fall no more.
+
+    4. Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord,
+    His help and comfort still afford;
+    And let me now come near Thy throne
+    To plead the merits of Thy Son.
+
+    5. A broken heart, my God, my King,
+    Is all the sacrifice I bring;
+    Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye
+    And save the soul condemned to die.
+
+    6. O may Thy love inspire my tongue!
+    Salvation shall be all my song;
+    And all my powers shall join to bless
+    The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, 1719, a.
+
+
+420
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    Th’ abyss of many a former sin
+    Encloses me and bars me in;
+    Like billows my transgressions roll—
+    Be Thou the Pilot of my soul—
+    And to salvation’s harbor bring,
+    Thou Savior and Thou glorious King!
+
+    2. My Father’s heritage abused,
+    Wasted by lust, by sin misused,
+    To shame and want and misery brought,
+    The slave to many a fruitless thought:—
+    I cry to Thee, who lovest men,
+    O pity and receive again!
+
+    3. In hunger now, no more possest
+    Of that my portion bright and blest,
+    The exile and the alien see
+    Who yet would fain return to Thee.
+    And save me, Lord, who seeks to raise
+    To Thy dear love the hymn of praise!
+
+    4. With that saved thief my prayer I make,
+    “Remember for Thy mercy’s sake!”
+    With that poor publican I cry,
+    “Be merciful, O God most high!”
+    With that lost prodigal I fain
+    Back to my home would turn again.
+
+    5. Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care
+    And raise to Christ the contrite prayer:—
+    O Thou, who freely wast made poor
+    My sorrows and my sins to cure,
+    Me, poor of all good works, embrace,
+    Enriching with Thy boundless grace!
+
+                    Joseph of the Studium, c. 860; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862.
+
+
+421
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Alas, my God! my sins are great,
+      My conscience doth upbraid me;
+    And now I find that in my strait
+      No man hath power to aid me.
+
+    2. And fled I hence in my despair
+      In some lone spot to hide me,
+    My griefs would still be with me there
+      And peace still be denied me.
+
+    3. Lord, Thee I seek. I merit naught,
+      Yet pity and restore me;
+    Be not Thy wrath, just God, my lot;
+      Thy Son hath suffered for me.
+
+    4. If pain and woe must follow sin,
+      Then be my path still rougher.
+    Here spare me not; if heaven I win,
+      On earth I gladly suffer.
+
+    5. But curb my heart, forgive my guilt,
+      Make Thou my patience firmer;
+    For they must miss the good Thou wilt
+      Who at Thy chastenings murmur.
+
+    6. Then deal with me as seems Thee best,
+      Thy grace will help me bear it,
+    If but at last I see Thy rest
+      And with my Savior share it.
+
+                                  M. Rutilius, 1604; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+422
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    And wilt Thou pardon, Lord,
+      A sinner such as I,
+    Although Thy book his crimes record
+      Of such a crimson dye?
+
+    2. So deep are they engraved,
+      So terrible their fear:
+    The righteous scarcely shall be saved,
+      And where shall I appear?
+
+    3. O Thou Physician blest,
+      Make clean my guilty soul
+    And me, by many a sin opprest,
+      Restore and keep me whole.
+
+    4. I know not how to praise
+      Thy mercy and Thy love;
+    But deign Thy servant to upraise,
+      And I shall learn above.
+
+                    Joseph of the Studium, c. 860; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862.
+
+
+423
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Out of the deep I call
+      To Thee, O Lord, to Thee;
+    Before Thy throne of grace I fall,
+      Be merciful to me.
+
+    2. Out of the deep I cry,
+      The woeful deep of sin,
+    Of evil done in days gone by,
+      Of evil now within;
+
+    3. Out of the deep of fear
+      And dread of coming shame.
+    From morning watch till night is near
+      I plead the precious name.
+
+    4. Lord, there is mercy now,
+      As ever was, with Thee;
+    Before Thy throne of grace I bow;
+      Be merciful to me.
+
+                                                        H. W. Baker, 1868.
+
+
+ABSOLUTION.
+
+
+424
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O God, Thou righteous, faithful Lord,
+    I have not kept Thy holy Word,
+    But sinned and oft offended Thee;
+    Now I repent, it grieveth me.
+
+    2. Thou, Father, merciful and kind,
+    No pleasure in my death dost find,
+    But strong desire doth in Thee burn
+    That I should unto Thee return.
+
+    3. Since Thou, dear Father, callest me,
+    I, poor lost sinner, come to Thee,
+    Relying on Christ’s precious blood
+    Which from His holy five wounds flowed.
+
+    4. I pray through Christ, Thine only Son,
+    Who for my good our flesh put on,
+    To me let Thy love never fail,
+    O’er justice let Thy grace prevail.
+
+    5. In mercy, Father, let Thy grace
+    Through Jesus’ blood my sins efface;
+    Then I, the poor lost child, will be
+    From all my sins forever free.
+
+    6. Grant that, according to Thy Word,
+    I lead a godly life, O Lord,
+    And let me, after time is o’er,
+    Inherit life forevermore.
+
+                                         Anon., 1650; A. Crull, tr., 1880.
+
+
+425
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O faithful God, we worship Thee!
+    Thou pardon’st our iniquity,
+    Thou grantest help in sin’s distress,
+    And soul and body Thou dost bless.
+
+    2. Thou, through Thy servant, say’st to me:
+    “Thy sins are all forgiven thee,
+    Depart in peace; but sin no more
+    And e’er My pardoning grace adore.”
+
+    3. O Lord, we bless Thy gracious heart,
+    For Thou Thyself dost heal our smart
+    Through Christ our Savior’s precious blood,
+    Which for the sake of sinners flowed.
+
+    4. Give us Thy Spirit, peace afford
+    Now and forever, gracious Lord!
+    Thy Word and holy Sacrament
+    Preserve to us till life is spent.
+
+                                                       N. Selnecker, 1587.
+
+
+426
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Yea, as I live, Jehovah saith,
+    I do not wish the sinner’s death,
+    But that he turn from error’s ways,
+    Repent, and live through endless days.
+
+    2. Hence Christ His servants gave command:
+    “Go forth and preach in every land;
+    Forgiveness to each soul extend
+    That mourns, believes, and will amend.
+
+    3. “Whose sins soever ye remit,
+    I truly pardon and acquit;
+    Whose sins soever ye retain,
+    Condemned and guilty shall remain.
+
+    4. “What ye shall bind, that bound shall be;
+    What ye shall loose, that shall be free;
+    To all alike the keys are given
+    To ope and close the gates of heaven.
+
+    5. “They who believe, when ye proclaim
+    The joyful tidings in My name,
+    That I for them My blood have shed,
+    Are free from guilt and Judgment dread.”
+
+    6. The words which absolution give
+    Are His who died that we might live;
+    The minister whom Christ has sent
+    Is but His humble instrument.
+
+    7. However great our sin may be,
+    The absolution sets us free,
+    Appointed by God’s own dear Son
+    To bring the pardon He has won.
+
+    8. When ministers lay on their hands,
+    Absolved by Christ the sinner stands;
+    He who by grace the Word believes
+    The purchase of His blood receives.
+
+    9. This is the power of holy keys,
+    It binds and doth again release;
+    The Church retains them at her side,
+    Our mother and Christ’s holy bride.
+
+    10. Let those who stings of conscience bear,
+    Whom sin would drive to dark despair,
+    To Jesus come with trustful mind
+    And peace in absolution find.
+
+    11. All praise, eternal Son, to Thee
+    For absolution full and free,
+    In which Thou showest forth Thy grace;
+    From false indulgence guard our race.
+
+    12. Praise God the Father and the Son
+    And Holy Spirit, Three in One,
+    As ’twas, is now, and so shall be,
+    World without end, eternally!
+
+                                 Nikolaus Herman, 1560; M. Loy, tr., 1880.
+
+
+THE LORD’S SUPPER.
+
+
+427
+
+                                                                       10s
+
+    Draw nigh and take the body of your Lord
+    And drink the holy blood for you outpoured.
+    Offered was He for greatest and for least,
+    Himself the Victim and Himself the Priest.
+
+    2. He that in this world rules His saints and shields,
+    To all believers life eternal yields,
+    With heavenly bread makes them that hunger whole,
+    Gives living waters to the thirsting soul.
+
+    3. Approach ye, then, with faithful hearts sincere
+    And take the pledges of salvation here.
+    O Judge of all, our only Savior Thou,
+    In this Thy feast of love be with us now.
+
+                                 Latin, c. 680; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851, a.
+
+
+428
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O Jesus, bruised and wounded more
+      Than bursted grape or bread of wheat,
+    The Life of life without our souls,
+      The Cup of our salvation sweet!
+
+    2. We come to show Thy dying hour,
+      Thy streaming vein, Thy broken flesh;
+    And still the blood is warm to save,
+      And still the fragrant wounds are fresh.
+
+    3. O Heart, that with a double tide
+      Of blood and water maketh pure;
+    O Flesh, once offered on the cross,
+      The gift that makes our pardon sure,—
+
+    4. Let nevermore our sinful souls
+      The anguish of Thy cross renew
+    Nor forge again the cruel nails
+      That pierced Thy victim body through.
+
+    5. Come, Bread of heaven, to feed our souls,
+      And with Thee, Jesus, enter in!
+    Come, Wine of God! and as we drink
+      His precious blood, wash out our sin.
+
+                                                     Mrs. C. F. Alexander.
+
+
+429
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    My God, and is Thy table spread?
+      And does Thy cup with love o’erflow?
+    Thither be all Thy children led
+      And let them all its sweetness know.
+
+    2. Hail, sacred feast which Jesus makes,
+      Rich banquet of His flesh and blood!
+    Thrice happy he who here partakes
+      That sacred stream, that heavenly food!
+
+    3. Why are its blessings all in vain
+      Before unwilling hearts displayed?
+    Was not for us the Victim slain?
+      Are we forbid the children’s bread?
+
+    4. O let Thy table honored be
+      And furnished well with joyful guests;
+    And may each soul salvation see
+      That here its sacred pledges tastes!
+
+                                              Philip Doddridge, 1755, abr.
+
+
+430
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Thy table I approach,
+      Dear Savior, hear my prayer;
+    Oh, let no unrepented sin
+      Prove hurtful to me there!
+
+    2. Lo, I confess my sins
+      And mourn their wretched bands;
+    A contrite heart is ever wont
+      To find grace at Thy hands.
+
+    3. Thy body and Thy blood,
+      Once slain and shed for me,
+    Are taken at Thy table here—
+      A wondrous mystery!
+
+    4. Here I with mouth and soul,
+      Incomprehensibly,
+    Shall eat the precious flesh of Christ
+      In blest reality.
+
+    5. Search not how this takes place,
+      Nor whether it can be;
+    God can accomplish vastly more
+      Than seemeth plain to thee.
+
+    6. Vouchsafe, O blessed Lord,
+      That earth and hell combined
+    May ne’er about this Sacrament
+      A doubt raise in my mind!
+
+    7. And may I never fail
+      To thank Thee day and night
+    For Thy true body and true blood,
+      O God, my Peace and Light!
+
+                                     G. W. Molanus, 1673; M. Loy, 1880, a.
+
+
+431
+
+                                            11, 8, 11, 8, 5, 9, 9, 6, 7, 5
+
+    May God be praised henceforth and blest forever,
+    Who, Himself both Gift and Giver,
+    With His own flesh and blood our souls doth nourish;
+    May they grow thereby and flourish!
+      O Lord, have mercy!
+    By Thy holy body, the selfsame
+    Which from Thine own mother Mary came,
+    By the drops Thou didst bleed,
+    Help us in the hour of need.
+      O Lord, have mercy!
+
+    2. Thou hast to death Thy holy body given,
+    Life to win for us in heaven;
+    By stronger love, dear Lord, Thou couldst not bind us,
+    Whereof this should well remind us.
+      O Lord, have mercy!
+    Lord, Thy love constrained Thee for our good
+    Mighty things to do by Thy dear blood;
+    Thou hast paid all we owed,
+    Thou hast made our peace with God.
+      O Lord, have mercy!
+
+    3. May God bestow on us His grace and blessing,
+    That, His holy footsteps tracing,
+    We walk as brethren dear in love and union
+    Nor repent this sweet Communion.
+      O Lord, have mercy!
+    Let not Thy good Spirit forsake us,
+    Grant that heavenly-minded He make us,
+    That Thy poor Church may see
+    Days of peace and unity.
+      O Lord, have mercy!
+
+            1st stanza 15th cent.; Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a.
+
+
+432
+
+                                                                 L. M. 8 l
+
+    Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,
+    Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness,
+    Come into the daylight’s splendor,
+    There with joy thy praises render
+    Unto Him whose grace unbounded
+    Hath this wondrous banquet founded;
+    High o’er all the heavens He reigneth,
+    Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth.
+
+    2. Hasten as a bride to meet Him
+    And with loving reverence greet Him;
+    For with words of life immortal
+    Now He knocketh at thy portal;
+    Haste to ope the gates before Him,
+    Saying, while thou dost adore Him,
+    “Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee,
+    And I nevermore will leave Thee.”
+
+    3. He who costly goods desireth
+    To obtain much gold requireth;
+    But to freely give the treasure
+    Of Thy love is Thy good pleasure;
+    For on earth there is no coffer
+    Which as payment we might offer
+    For this cup, Thy blood containing,
+    And this manna, on us raining.
+
+    4. Ah, how hungers all my spirit
+    For the love I do not merit!
+    Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging,
+    Thought upon this food with longing,
+    In the battle well-nigh worsted,
+    For this cup of life have thirsted,
+    For the Friend, who here invites us
+    And to God Himself unites us.
+
+    5. Now I sink before Thee lowly,
+    Filled with joy most deep and holy,
+    As with trembling awe and wonder
+    On Thy mighty works I ponder,
+    How, by mystery surrounded,
+    Depths no man hath ever sounded,
+    None may dare to pierce unbidden,
+    Secrets that with Thee are hidden.
+
+    6. Nay, though reason here doth ponder,
+    It can never reach this wonder,
+    That this bread is never lessened,
+    Though it nourish thousands present,
+    And that Christ His blood is giving
+    With the wine we are receiving.
+    Oh, these mysteries, unsounded,
+    Are by God alone expounded!
+
+    7. Sun, who all my life doth brighten,
+    Light, who dost my soul enlighten,
+    Joy, the sweetest man e’er knoweth,
+    Fount, whence all my being floweth,—
+    At Thy feet I cry, my Maker,
+    Let me be a fit partaker
+    Of this blessed food from heaven,
+    For our good, Thy glory, given.
+
+    8. Lord, Thy fervent love hath driven
+    Thee to leave Thy throne in heaven,
+    For us on the cross to languish
+    And to die in bitter anguish,
+    To forego all joy and gladness
+    And to shed Thy blood in sadness,
+    Which we drink now; grant that never
+    We forget Thy love, dear Savior!
+
+    9. Jesus, Bread of life, I pray Thee,
+    Let me gladly here obey Thee,
+    Never to my hurt invited,
+    Be Thy love with love requited;
+    From this banquet let me measure,
+    Lord, how vast and deep love’s treasure.
+    Through the gifts Thou here dost give me
+    As Thy guest in heaven receive me.
+
+                                        J. Franck, 1649; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+433
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Lo, upon the altar lies
+    Bread of heaven from the skies,
+    Food to mortal wanderers given,
+    To the sons and heirs of heaven.
+
+    2. Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep!
+    Thou Thy flock in safety keep.
+    Living Bread! Thy life supply;
+    Strengthen us, or else we die.
+
+    3. Thou, who feedest us below,
+    Source of all we have or know,
+    Grant that with Thy saints above
+    We may reach Thy feast of love!
+
+                            Thomas Aquinas, † 1274; E. Caswall, tr., 1848.
+
+
+434
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord,
+    We celebrate with one accord;
+    It is our comfort in distress,
+    Our heart’s sweet joy and happiness.
+
+    2. He blotted out with His own blood
+    The judgment that against us stood;
+    He full atonement for us made,
+    And all our debt He fully paid.
+
+    3. That this is so and ever true
+    He gives an earnest ever new,
+    In this His holy Supper here
+    We taste His love so sweet, so near.
+
+    4. For His true body, as He said,
+    And His true blood, for sinners shed,
+    In this communion we receive;
+    His sacred Word we do believe.
+
+    5. A precious food this is indeed,—
+    It never faileth, such we need,—
+    A heavenly manna for our soul,
+    That we may safely reach our goal.
+
+    6. Then blessed is each worthy guest
+    Who in this promise finds His rest;
+    For Jesus will in love abide
+    With those who do in Him confide:
+
+    7. The guest that comes with true intent
+    To turn to God and to repent,
+    To live for Christ, to die to sin,
+    And thus a holy life begin.
+
+    8. Who does unworthy here appear,
+    Does not believe nor is sincere,
+    Salvation here he cannot find.
+    May we this warning bear in mind!
+
+    9. O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear,
+    Unto Thy cross we now draw near;
+    Thy sacred wounds indeed make whole
+    A wounded and afflicted soul.
+
+    10. Help us sincerely to believe
+    That we Thy mercy do receive
+    And in Thy grace do find our rest.
+    Amen. He who believes is blest.
+
+                                      H. Spegel, 1686; J. O. Wallin, 1814.
+
+
+435
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    O living Bread from heaven,
+      How hast Thou fed Thy guest!
+    The gifts Thou now hast given
+      Have filled my heart with rest.
+    O wondrous Food of blessing!
+      O Cup that heals our woes!
+    My heart, this gift possessing,
+      In thankful song o’erflows.
+
+    2. My Lord, Thou here hast led me
+      Within Thy holiest place
+    And there Thyself hast fed me
+      With treasures of Thy grace;
+    And Thou hast freely given
+      What earth could never buy,
+    The Bread of life from heaven,
+      That now I shall not die.
+
+    3. Thou givest all I wanted.
+      The food can death destroy,
+    And Thou hast freely granted
+      The cup of endless joy.
+    Ah, Lord, I do not merit
+      The favor Thou hast shown,
+    And all my soul and spirit
+      Bow down before Thy throne.
+
+    4. Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened
+      With heavenly food, while here
+    My course on earth is lengthened,
+      I serve with holy fear;
+    And when Thou call’st my spirit
+      To leave this world below,
+    I enter, through Thy merit,
+      Where joys unmingled flow.
+
+                               J. Rist, 1651, a.; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.
+
+
+436
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Lord Jesus, Thou art truly good;
+      Thou spread’st for our salvation
+    Thy body and Thy blood as food
+      And giv’st us invitation;
+    As weary souls, with sin opprest,
+    We come to Thee for needed rest,
+      For counsel and forgiveness.
+
+    2. Although Thou didst ascend to heaven,
+      Where angels bow before Thee,
+    And now to mortals ’tis not given
+      By sight here to adore Thee,
+    Until begins Thy Judgment grand,
+    When we before Thy throne shall stand
+      And cheerfully behold Thee;
+
+    3. Yet art Thou ever with us, Lord,
+      And with Thy congregation
+    And not confined—so says Thy Word—
+      To any habitation.
+    Firm as a rock Thy Word still stands,
+    Unshaken by the en’mies’ hands
+      Though they be e’er so cunning.
+
+    4. Thou say’st: “This is My body; eat
+      And orally receive Me.
+    This is My blood; drink all of it
+      And henceforth never leave Me.”
+    What Thou hast spoken true must be;
+    Thou art almighty, and with Thee
+      Impossible is nothing.
+
+    5. Although my reason cannot see
+      How in so many places
+    Thy body at one time may be,
+      Yet faith Thy Word embraces.
+    How it can be I leave to Thee;
+    Thy Word alone sufficeth me,
+      For Thou wilt that we trust it.
+
+    6. Lord, I believe in simple trust,
+      Strength in my weakness give me,
+    For I am naught but sinful dust,
+      Nor of Thy Word bereave me!
+    Thy Baptism, Supper, and Thy Word
+    My consolation are, O Lord,
+      For they contain my treasure.
+
+    7. Grant that we worthily receive
+      Thy Supper, Lord, our Savior,
+    That for our sins we truly grieve
+      And prove by our behavior
+    That we obtained Thy saving grace
+    And trust in it throughout our days;
+      Then will our life be godly.
+
+    8. For Thy consoling Supper, Lord,
+      Be praised throughout all ages!
+    Preserve it, for with one accord
+      The world against it rages.
+    Grant that Thy body and Thy blood
+    May be my comfort and sweet food
+      In my last moments. Amen.
+
+                                S. Kinner, 1638; E. Cronenwett, tr., 1880.
+
+
+437
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    An awful mystery is here
+    To challenge faith and waken fear;
+    The Savior comes as food divine,
+    Concealed in earthly bread and wine.
+
+    2. This world is loveless—but above,
+    What wondrous boundlessness of love!
+    The King of Glory stoops to me
+    My spirit’s Life and Strength to be.
+
+    3. In consecrated wine and bread
+    No eye perceives the mystery dread;
+    But Jesus’ words are strong and clear:
+    “My body and My blood are here.”
+
+    4. How dull are all the powers of sense,
+    Employed on proofs of love immense!
+    The richest food remains unseen,
+    And highest gifts appear how mean!
+
+    5. But here we have no boon on earth,
+    And faith alone discerns its worth;
+    The Word, not sense, must be our guide
+    And faith assure, since sight’s denied.
+
+    6. Lord, show us still that Thou art good
+    And grant us evermore this food;
+    Give faith to ev’ry wav’ring soul
+    And make each wounded spirit whole.
+
+                                                             M. Loy, 1880.
+
+
+438
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Invited, Lord, by boundless grace,
+    I stood a guest before Thy face;
+    As host Thou spread’st no common food;
+    Here is Thy body and Thy blood!
+
+    2. How holy is this Sacrament,
+    Where pardon, peace, and life are spent!
+    This bread and cup my lips have pressed;
+    Thou blessedst, and my soul is blessed.
+
+    3. Now lettest Thou Thy guest depart
+    With full assurance in his heart;
+    For such communion, Lord, with Thee
+    May a new life my offering be!
+
+    4. When Thou shalt in Thy glory come
+    To gather all Thy people home,
+    Then let me, as Thy heavenly guest,
+    In anthems praise Thee with the blest!
+
+                                                   E. Cronenwett, c. 1880.
+
+
+439
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    ’Twas on that dark, that doleful night,
+      When powers of earth and hell arose
+    Against the Son of God’s delight,
+      And friends betrayed Him to His foes.
+
+    2. Before the mournful scene began,
+      He took the bread and blessed and brake;
+    What love through all His actions ran!
+      What wondrous words of grace He spake!
+
+    3. “This is My body, broke for sin;
+      Receive and eat the living food”;
+    Then took the cup and blessed the wine:
+      “’Tis the new covenant in My blood.”
+
+    4. “Do this,” He said, “till time shall end,
+      In memory of your dying Friend.
+    Meet at My table and record
+      The love of your departed Lord.”
+
+    5. Jesus, Thy feast we celebrate;
+      We show Thy death, we sing Thy name,
+    Till Thou return and we shall eat
+      The marriage supper of the Lamb.
+
+                                                     Isaac Watts, 1709, a.
+
+
+440
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    At Thy command, our dearest Lord,
+      Here we attend Thy dying feast;
+    Thy blood, like wine, adorns the board,
+      And Thine own flesh feeds every guest.
+
+    2. Our faith adores Thy bleeding love
+      And trusts for life in One that died;
+    We hope for heavenly crowns above
+      From a Redeemer crucified.
+
+    3. Let the vain world pronounce it shame
+      And fling their scandals on the cause;
+    We come to boast our Savior’s name
+      And make our triumphs in His cross.
+
+    4. With joy we tell the scoffing age,
+      He that was dead has left His tomb;
+    He lives above their utmost rage,
+      And we are waiting till He come.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1707.
+
+
+441
+
+                                                                8, 8, 7, 8
+
+    Jesus Christ, our blessed Savior,
+    Turned away God’s wrath forever;
+    Suffering pains no tongue can tell,
+    He saved us from the pains of hell.
+
+    2. To remind us that, to save us,
+    He hath died, His flesh He gave us
+    With this bread, a quick’ning food,
+    And with this wine His precious blood.
+
+    3. Whoso to this board repaireth
+    Take good heed how he prepareth;
+    Death instead of life shall he
+    Receive who comes unworthily.
+
+    4. Thou shalt hold with faith unshaken
+    That this food is to be taken
+    By the sick who are distressed,
+    By those whose heart is sin-oppressed.
+
+    5. Christ says: “Come, ye heavy-laden,
+    I your weary hearts will gladden;
+    They that are yet strong and well,
+    Despise the best physician’s skill.
+
+    6. “Couldst thou earn thine own salvation,
+    Useless were My death and Passion;
+    This feast is not spread for thee
+    If thine own helper thou wilt be.”
+
+    7. If thou this believest truly
+    And confession makest duly,
+    Thou a welcome guest art here,
+    This heavenly food thy soul shall cheer.
+
+    8. But the fruits must not be missing,
+    Love thy neighbor without ceasing;
+    That true love let him receive
+    Which here to thee thy God doth give.
+
+                                   John Huss, † 1415; Martin Luther, 1524.
+
+
+HOME, MARRIAGE, CHILDREN.
+
+
+442
+
+                                                                7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    The voice that breathed o’er Eden,
+      That earliest wedding-day,
+    The primal marriage blessing,—
+      It hath not passed away.
+
+    2. Still in the pure espousal
+      Of Christian man and maid,
+    The Holy Three are with us,
+      The threefold grace is said.
+
+    3. Be present, loving Father,
+      To give away this bride,
+    As Eve Thou gav’st to Adam
+      Out of his own pierced side.
+
+    4. Be present, Son of Mary,
+      To join their loving hands,
+    As Thou didst bind two natures
+      In Thine eternal bands.
+
+    5. Be present, Holiest Spirit,
+      To bless them as they kneel,
+    As Thou for Christ, the Bridegroom,
+      The heavenly spouse dost seal.
+
+    6. O spread Thy pure wings o’er them,
+      Let no ill power find place,
+    When onward to Thine altar
+      Their hallowed path they trace,
+
+    7. To cast their crowns before Thee
+      In perfect sacrifice,
+    Till to the home of gladness
+      With Christ’s own Bride they rise.
+
+                                                        J. Keble, 1857, a.
+
+
+443
+
+                                                                 C. M. 8 l
+
+    Lord, who at Cana’s wedding-feast
+      Didst as a Guest appear,
+    Thou dearer far than earthly guest,
+      Vouchsafe Thy presence here;
+    For holy Thou indeed dost prove
+      The marriage-vow to be,
+    Proclaiming it a type of love
+      Between the Church and Thee.
+
+    2. The holiest vow that man can make,
+      The golden thread in life,
+    The bond that none may dare to break,
+      That bindeth man and wife;
+    Which, blessed by Thee, whate’er betides,
+      No evil shall destroy,
+    Through care-worn days each care divides,
+      And doubles every joy.
+
+    3. On those who now before Thee kneel,
+      O Lord, Thy blessing pour,
+    That each may wake the other’s zeal
+      To love Thee more and more.
+    Oh, grant them here in peace to live,
+      In purity and love,
+    And, this world leaving, to receive
+      A crown of life above.
+
+                                                       A. Thrupp, 1853, a.
+
+
+444
+
+                                                            11, 10, 11, 10
+
+    O perfect Love, all human thought transcending,
+      Lowly we kneel in pray’r before Thy throne,
+    That theirs may be the love which knows no ending,
+      Whom Thou forevermore dost join in one.
+
+    2. O perfect Life, be Thou their full assurance
+      Of tender charity and steadfast faith,
+    Of patient hope and quiet, brave endurance,
+      With childlike trust, that fears nor pain nor death.
+
+    3. Grant them the joy which brightens earthly sorrow;
+      Grant them the peace which calms all earthly strife,
+    And to life’s day the glorious unknown morrow
+      That dawns upon eternal love and life.
+
+                                              Dorothy F. Bloomfield, 1883.
+
+
+445
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O blest the house, whate’er befall,
+    Where Jesus Christ is all in all;
+    Yea, if He were not dwelling there,
+    How poor and dark and void it were!
+
+    2. O blest that house where faith ye find,
+    And all within have set their mind
+    To trust their God and serve Him still
+    And do in all His holy will!
+
+    3. O blest the parents who give heed
+    Unto their children’s foremost need
+    And weary not of care or cost!
+    To them and heaven shall none be lost.
+
+    4. Blest such a house, it prospers well,
+    In peace and joy the parents dwell,
+    And in their children’s lot is shown
+    How richly God can bless His own.
+
+    5. Then here will I and mine to-day
+    A solemn covenant make and say:
+    Though all the world forsake Thy Word,
+    I and my house will serve the Lord.
+
+                              C. C. von Pfeil, 1782; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+446
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Happy the man who feareth God,
+    Whose feet His holy ways have trod;
+    Thine own good hand shall nourish thee,
+    And well and happy shalt thou be.
+
+    2. Lo! to that man these blessings cleave
+    Who in God’s holy fear doth live;
+    From him the ancient curse hath fled
+    By Adam’s race inherited.
+
+    3. Out of Mount Zion God shall send
+    And crown with joy thy latter end,
+    That thou Jerusalem may’st see
+    In favor and prosperity.
+
+    4. He shall be with thee in thy ways
+    And give thee health and strength of days;
+    Yea, thou shalt children’s children see,
+    And peace on Israel shall be.
+
+    5. Praise God the Father, God the Son,
+    And God the Spirit, Three in One;
+    As ’twas through ages heretofore,
+    Is now, and shall be evermore.
+
+                                 Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., abr.
+
+
+447
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    Gracious Savior, gentle Shepherd,
+      Children all are dear to Thee;
+    Gathered with Thine arms and carried
+      In Thy bosom may they be;
+    Sweetly, fondly, safely tended,
+      From all want and danger free.
+
+    2. Tender Shepherd, never leave them
+      From Thy fold to go astray;
+    By Thy warning love directed,
+      May they walk the narrow way!
+    Thus direct them, thus defend them,
+      Lest they fall an easy prey.
+
+    3. Cleanse their hearts from sinful folly
+      In the stream Thy love supplied,
+    Mingled stream of blood and water
+      Flowing from Thy wounded side;
+    And to heavenly pastures lead them,
+      Where Thine own still waters glide.
+
+    4. Let Thy holy Word instruct them;
+      Fill their minds with heavenly light;
+    Let Thy powerful grace constrain them
+      To approve whate’er is right;
+    Let them feel Thy yoke is easy,
+      Let them prove Thy burden light.
+
+    5. Taught to lisp Thy holy praises
+      Which on earth Thy children sing,
+    Both with lips and hearts, unfeignèd,
+      Glad thank-offerings may they bring;
+    Then with all the saints in glory
+      Join to praise their Lord and King.
+
+                                                     Jane E. Leeson, 1857.
+
+
+448
+
+                                                       6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
+
+    Shepherd of tender youth,
+    Guiding in love and truth
+      Through devious ways;
+    Christ, our triumphant King,
+    We come Thy name to sing
+    And here our children bring
+      To join Thy praise.
+
+    2. Thou art our holy Lord,
+    O all-subduing Word,
+      Healer of strife.
+    Thou didst Thyself abase
+    That from sin’s deep disgrace
+    Thou mightest save our race
+      And give us life.
+
+    3. Thou art the great High Priest;
+    Thou hast prepared the feast
+      Of holy love;
+    And in our mortal pain
+    None calls on Thee in vain;
+    Help Thou dost not disdain,
+      Help from above.
+
+    4. Ever be near our side,
+    Our Shepherd and our Guide,
+      Our Staff and Song;
+    Jesus, Thou Christ of God,
+    By Thine enduring Word
+    Lead us where Thou hast trod,
+      Make our faith strong.
+
+    5. So now, and till we die,
+    Sound we Thy praises high
+      And joyful sing;
+    Let all the holy throng
+    Who to Thy Church belong
+    Unite and swell the song
+      To Christ, our King!
+
+                      Clement of Alexandria, 211; H. M. Dexter, tr., 1846.
+
+
+449
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Savior, who Thy flock art feeding
+      With the Shepherd’s kindest care,
+    All the feeble gently leading,
+      While the lambs Thy bosom share,—
+
+    2. Now, these little ones receiving,
+      Fold them in Thy gracious arm;
+    There, we know, Thy Word believing,
+      Only there secure from harm.
+
+    3. Never, from Thy pasture roving,
+      Let them be the Lion’s prey;
+    Let Thy tenderness, so loving,
+      Keep them through life’s dangerous way.
+
+    4. Then within Thy fold eternal
+      Let them find a resting-place,
+    Feed in pastures ever vernal,
+      Drink the rivers of Thy grace.
+
+                                                  W. A. Muehlenberg, 1826.
+
+
+
+
+CHURCH.
+
+
+LAYING OF CORNER-STONE.
+
+
+450
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills
+    The bounds of the eternal hills
+    And yet vouchsaf’st, in Christian lands,
+    To dwell in temples made with hands;
+
+    2. Grant that all we who here to-day
+    Rejoicing this foundation lay
+    May be in very deed Thine own,
+    Built on the precious Corner-stone.
+
+    3. The heads that guide endue with skill,
+    The hands that work preserve from ill,
+    That we, who these foundations lay
+    May raise the top-stone in its day.
+
+    4. But now and ever, Lord, protect
+    The temple of Thine own elect;
+    Be Thou in them and they in Thee,
+    O ever-blessed Trinity!
+
+                                                   J. M. Neale, 1844, abr.
+
+
+451
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    In the name which earth and heaven
+      Ever worship, praise, and fear,
+    Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
+      Shall a house be builded here.
+    Here with prayer its deep foundations,
+      In the faith of Christ, we lay,
+    Trusting by His help to crown it
+      With the top-stone in its day.
+
+    2. Here as in their due succession
+      Stone on stone the workmen place;
+    Thus, we pray, unseen, but surely,
+      Jesus, build us up in grace;
+    Till, within these walls completed,
+      We complete in Thee are found
+    And to Thee, the one Foundation,
+      Strong and living stones, are bound.
+
+    3. Fair shall be Thine earthly temple;
+      Here the careless passer-by
+    Shall bethink him, in its beauty,
+      Of the holier house on high;
+    Weary hearts and troubled spirits
+      Here shall find a still retreat;
+    Sinful souls shall bring their burden
+      Here to the Absolver’s feet.
+
+    4. Yet with truer, nobler beauty,
+      Lord, we pray, this house adorn,
+    Where Thy Bride, Thy Church redeemèd,
+      Robes her for her marriage morn;
+    Clothed in garments of salvation,
+      Rich with gems of heavenly grace,
+    Spouse of Christ, arrayed and waiting
+      Till she may behold His face.
+
+    5. Here in due and solemn order
+      May her ceaseless prayer arise;
+    Here may strains of holy gladness
+      Lift her heart above the skies;
+    Here the Word of Life be spoken;
+      Here the child of God be sealed;
+    Here the Bread of Heaven be broken,
+      “Till He come,” Himself revealed.
+
+    6. Praise to Thee, O Master Builder,
+      Maker of the earth and skies;
+    Praise to Thee, in whom Thy temple,
+      Fitly framed together, lies;
+    Praise to Thee, eternal Spirit,
+      Binding all that lives in one,
+    Till our earthly praise be ended
+      And th’ eternal song begun!
+
+                                                     J. Ellerton, 1871, a.
+
+
+452
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Behold the sure Foundation-stone
+      Which God in Zion lays
+    To build our heavenly hopes upon
+      And His eternal praise!
+
+    2. Chosen of God, to sinners dear,
+      Let saints adore the name;
+    They trust their whole salvation here,
+      Nor shall they suffer shame.
+
+    3. The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
+      Reject it with disdain;
+    Yet on this Rock the Church shall rest
+      And envy rage in vain.
+
+    4. What though the gates of hell withstood,
+      Yet must this building rise;
+    ’Tis Thine own work, Almighty God,
+      And wondrous in our eyes.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+453
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    Christ is our Corner-stone,
+      On Him alone we build:
+    With His true saints alone
+      The courts of heav’n are filled;
+    On His great love our hopes we place,
+    Of present grace and joys above.
+
+    2. Oh, then with hymns of praise
+      These hallowed courts shall ring;
+    Our voices we will raise
+      The Three in One to sing
+    And thus proclaim in joyful song,
+    Both loud and long, that glorious name.
+
+    3. Here, gracious God, do Thou
+      Forevermore draw nigh;
+    Accept each faithful vow
+      And mark each suppliant sigh;
+    In copious shower, on all who pray,
+    Each holy day, Thy blessing pour.
+
+    4. Here may we gain from heaven
+      The grace which we implore,
+    And may that grace, once given,
+      Be with us evermore,
+    Until that day when all the blest
+    To endless rest are called away!
+
+                 From the Latin, 6th or 7th cent.; J. Chandler, tr., 1837.
+
+
+DEDICATION OF CHURCH.
+
+
+454
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    Christ, Thou art the sure Foundation,
+      Thou the Head and Corner-stone;
+    Chosen of the Lord and precious,
+      Binding all the Church in one;
+    Thou Thy Zion’s Help forever
+      And her Confidence alone.
+
+    2. To this temple, where we call Thee,
+      Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day;
+    With Thy wonted loving-kindness
+      Hear Thy servants as they pray;
+    And Thy fullest benediction
+      Shed within these walls alway.
+
+    3. Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants
+      What they ask of Thee to gain,
+    What they gain from Thee forever
+      With the blessed to retain,
+    And hereafter in Thy glory
+      Evermore with Thee to reign.
+
+    4. Praise and honor to the Father,
+      Praise and honor to the Son,
+    Praise and honor to the Spirit,
+      Ever Three and ever One;
+    One in might and one in glory,
+      While eternal ages run.
+
+                                     From the Latin; J. M. Neale, 1851, a.
+
+
+455
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne,
+      Where Thy redeemed behold Thy face;
+    Enter this temple, now Thine own,
+      And let Thy glory fill the place.
+
+    2. We praise Thee that to-day we see
+      Its sacred walls before Thee stand;
+    ’Tis Thine for us; ’tis ours for Thee,
+      Reared by Thy kind, assisting hand.
+
+    3. Oft as returns the day of rest,
+      Let heartfelt worship here ascend;
+    With Thine own joy fill every breast,
+      With Thine own power Thy Word attend.
+
+    4. Here in the dark and sorrowing day
+      Bid Thou the throbbing heart be still;
+    Oh, wipe the mourner’s tears away
+      And give new strength to meet Thy will!
+
+    5. When at Thine altar we shall meet
+      And keep the feast of dying love,
+    Be our communion ever sweet
+      With Thee and with Thy Church above.
+
+    6. Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep;
+      In Thine own arms the lambs infold;
+    Give help to climb the heavenward steep
+      Till Thy full glory we behold.
+
+                                             Ray Palmer, 1875, a. and abr.
+
+
+456
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Eternal Son of God, O Thou,
+    Before whom earth and heaven bow,
+    Regard Thy people as they raise
+    To Thee their songs of prayer and praise.
+
+    2. This house they dedicate to Thee
+    That here Thy glory they may see,
+    Thy body and Thy blood they here
+    Receive their fainting souls to cheer.
+
+    3. Here in baptismal water pure
+    They find for sin a gracious cure;
+    Their children here to Thee they bring,
+    O Thou our death-subduing King.
+
+    4. Here sin’s diseases healing find;
+    The weak grow strong, light cheers the blind;
+    The troubled heart with peace is blest,
+    And weariness finds heavenly rest.
+
+    5. When tempests shake the world around,
+    The rock-built Church secure is found;
+    The gates of hell may here assail
+    Whom Christ defends, but not prevail.
+
+    6. To God the Father, God the Son,
+    And God the Spirit, Three in One,
+    Be praise! Do Thou, whom we adore,
+    Teach us to praise Thee evermore.
+
+                                                From the Latin, tr., 1880.
+
+
+457
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    In loud, exalted strains,
+      The King of Glory praise;
+    O’er heav’n and earth He reigns
+      Through everlasting days;
+    But Zion, with His presence blest,
+    Is His delight, His chosen rest.
+
+    2. O King of Glory, come
+      And with Thy favor crown
+    This temple as Thy home,
+      This people as Thy own;
+    Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show
+    How God can dwell with men below.
+
+    3. Now let Thine ear attend
+      Our supplicating cries;
+    Now let our praise ascend,
+      Accepted, to the skies;
+    Now let Thy Gospel’s joyful sound
+    Spread its celestial influence round.
+
+    4. Here may the listening throng
+      Imbibe Thy truth and love,
+    Here Christians join the song
+      Of seraphim above,
+    Till all who humbly seek Thy face
+    Rejoice in Thy abounding grace.
+
+                                                         B. Francis, 1774.
+
+
+458
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Great is the Lord, our God,
+      And let His praise be great;
+    He makes the Church His own abode,
+      His most delightful seat.
+
+    2. In Zion God is known,
+      A Refuge in distress;
+    How bright has His salvation shone
+      Through all her palaces!
+
+    3. Oft have our fathers told,
+      Our eyes have often seen,
+    How well our God secures the fold
+      Where His own sheep have been.
+
+    4. In every new distress
+      We’ll to His house repair;
+    We’ll think upon His wondrous grace
+      And seek deliverance there.
+
+                                                   Isaac Watts, 1719, abr.
+
+
+459
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Here in Thy name, eternal God,
+      We build this earthly house for Thee;
+    Oh, choose it for Thy fixed abode
+      And keep it from all error free!
+
+    2. Here, when Thy people seek Thy face
+      And dying sinners pray to live,
+    Hear Thou in heaven, Thy dwelling-place;
+      And when Thou hearest, Lord, forgive.
+
+    3. Here, when Thy messengers proclaim
+      The blessed Gospel of Thy Son,
+    Still by the power of His great name
+      Be mighty signs and wonders done.
+
+    4. When children’s voices raise the song,
+      “Hosanna to the heavenly King!”
+    Let heaven with earth the strain prolong,
+      Hosanna! let the angels sing.
+
+    5. Thy glory never hence depart;
+      Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone:
+    Thy kingdom come to every heart,
+      In every bosom fix Thy throne.
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1822.
+
+
+THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS.
+
+
+460
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    There is within this heart of mine
+    A little church, with sacred shrine,
+    And stained forever with the blood
+    Of Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God.
+
+    2. Here dwelleth God the Father, Son,
+    And Holy Spirit, Three in One;
+    He is my soul’s beloved Guest
+    And grants my heart true peace and rest.
+
+    3. This little church looks poor and odd;
+    But being the abode of God,
+    It has a glorious, peerless grace:
+    It is God’s royal dwelling-place.
+
+    4. This little church, Lord, I commend
+    Unto Thy care and pray: Defend
+    And shield it from calamity,
+    Dwell there now and eternally.
+
+          From the Latin of B. Walther; B. Derschau, † 1639; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+461
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Lord, in Thy kingdom there shall be
+      No aliens from each other,
+    But even as he loves himself
+      Each saint shall love his brother.
+
+    2. When in Thy courts below we meet
+      To mourn our sinful living
+    And with united hearts repeat
+      Confession, creed, thanksgiving:
+
+    3. Make us to hear in each sweet word
+      Thy Holy Spirit calling
+    To oneness with Thy Church and Thee,
+      That heavenly bond forestalling.
+
+    4. One Baptism and one faith have we,
+      One Spirit sent to win us,
+    One Lord, one Father, and one God,
+      Above and through and in us.
+
+    5. Never, by schism or by sin,
+      May we that union sever,
+    Till all, to perfect stature grown,
+      Are one with Thee forever!
+
+                                                       J. Anstice, † 1836.
+
+
+462
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Blest be the tie that binds
+      Our hearts in Christian love;
+    The fellowship of kindred minds
+      Is like to that above.
+
+    2. Before our Father’s throne
+      We pour our ardent prayers;
+    Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
+      Our comforts and our cares.
+
+    3. We share our mutual woes;
+      Our mutual burdens bear;
+    And often for each other flows
+      The sympathizing tear.
+
+    4. When we asunder part,
+      It gives us inward pain;
+    But we shall still be joined in heart
+      And hope to meet again.
+
+    5. This glorious hope revives
+      Our courage by the way,
+    While each in expectation lives
+      And longs to see the day.
+
+    6. From sorrow, toil, and pain,
+      And sin we shall be free;
+    And perfect love and friendship reign
+      Through all eternity.
+
+                                                         J. Fawcett, 1772.
+
+
+463
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    The saints on earth and those above
+      But one communion make;
+    Joined to their Lord, in bonds of love,
+      All of His grace partake.
+
+    2. One family, we dwell in Him,
+      One Church above, beneath;
+    Though now divided by the stream,
+      The narrow stream, of death.
+
+    3. One army of the living God,
+      To His commands we bow;
+    Part of the host have passed the flood,
+      And part are crossing now.
+
+    4. Lo, thousands to their endless home
+      Are swiftly borne away;
+    And we are to the margin come
+      And soon must launch as they.
+
+    5. Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide;
+      Then, when the word is given,
+    Bid death’s cold flood its waves divide
+      And land us safe in heaven.
+
+                           Isaac Watts, 1709, and Charles Wesley, 1759, a.
+
+
+GLORY OF THE CHURCH.
+
+
+464
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Glorious things of thee are spoken,
+      Zion, city of our God;
+    He whose word cannot be broken
+      Formed thee for His own abode:
+    On the Rock of Ages founded,
+      What can shake thy sure repose?
+    With salvation’s walls surrounded,
+      Thou may’st smile at all thy foes.
+
+    2. See, the streams of living waters
+      Springing from eternal love
+    Well supply thy sons and daughters
+      And all fear of want remove.
+    Who can faint while such a river
+      Ever flows their thirst t’assuage—
+    Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver,
+      Never fails from age to age?
+
+    3. Savior, since of Zion’s city
+      I, through grace, a member am,
+    Let the world deride or pity,
+      I will glory in Thy name.
+    Fading is the worldling’s pleasure,
+      All his boasted pomp and show;
+    Solid joys and lasting treasure
+      None but Zion’s children know.
+
+                                                        John Newton, 1779.
+
+
+465
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7
+
+    Zion stands with hills surrounded,
+      Zion, kept by power divine;
+    All her foes shall be confounded,
+      Though the world in arms combine.
+        Happy Zion,
+      What a happy lot is thine!
+
+    2. Every human tie may perish,
+      Friend to friend unfaithful prove,
+    Brothers cease their own to cherish,
+      Heaven and earth at last remove;
+        But no changes
+      Can attend Jehovah’s love.
+
+    3. In the furnace God may prove thee,
+      Thence to bring thee forth more bright,
+    But can never cease to love thee;
+      Thou art precious in His sight;
+        God is with thee,
+      God, thine everlasting Light.
+
+                                                       Thomas Kelly, 1806.
+
+
+466
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    The Church’s one foundation
+      Is Jesus Christ, her Lord;
+    She is His new creation
+      By water and the Word.
+    From heav’n He came and sought her
+      To be His holy bride;
+    With His own blood He bought her,
+      And for her life He died.
+
+    2. Elect from every nation,
+      Yet one o’er all the earth,
+    Her charter of salvation
+      One Lord, one faith, one birth.
+    One holy name she blesses,
+      Partakes one holy food,
+    And to one hope she presses,
+      With every grace endued.
+
+    3. Though with a scornful wonder
+      Men see her sore oppressed,
+    By schisms rent asunder,
+      By heresies distressed,
+    Yet saints their watch are keeping,
+      Their cry goes up, “How long?”
+    And soon the night of weeping
+      Shall be the morn of song.
+
+    4. Mid toil and tribulation
+      And tumult of her war
+    She waits the consummation
+      Of peace forevermore,
+    Till with the vision glorious
+      Her longing eyes are blest
+    And the great Church victorious
+      Shall be the Church at rest.
+
+    5. Yet she on earth hath union
+      With God, the Three in One,
+    And mystic, sweet communion
+      With those whose rest is won.
+    O happy ones and holy!
+      Lord, give us grace that we,
+    Like them, the meek and lowly,
+      On high may dwell with Thee.
+
+                                                        S. J. Stone, 1866.
+
+
+467
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Hark! the Church proclaims her honor,
+      And her strength is only this;
+    God hath laid her choice upon her,
+      And the work she doth is His.
+
+    2. He His Church has firmly founded,
+      He will guard what He began;
+    We, by sin and foes surrounded,
+      Build her bulwarks as we can.
+
+    3. Frail and fleeting are our powers,
+      Short our days, our foresight dim,
+    And we own the choice not ours,
+      We were chosen first by Him.
+
+    4. Onward, then! for naught despairing;
+      Calm we follow at His word,
+    Thus through joy and sorrow bearing
+      Faithful witness to our Lord.
+
+    5. Though we here must strive in weakness,
+      Though in tears we often bend,
+    What His might began in meekness
+      Shall achieve a glorious end.
+
+                              S. Preiswerk, 1844; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.
+
+
+468
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    I love Thy Zion, Lord,
+      The house of Thine abode,
+    The Church our blest Redeemer saved
+      With His own precious blood.
+
+    2. I love Thy Church, O God!
+      Her walls before Thee stand,
+    Dear as the apple of Thine eye,
+      And graven on Thy hand.
+
+    3. Should I with scoffers join
+      Her altars to abuse?
+    No! better far my tongue were dumb,
+      My hand its skill should lose.
+
+    4. For her my tears shall fall,
+      For her my prayers ascend,
+    To her my cares and toils be given
+      Till toils and cares shall end.
+
+    5. Beyond my highest joy
+      I prize her heavenly ways,
+    Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
+      Her hymns of love and praise.
+
+    6. Jesus, Thou Friend Divine,
+      Our Savior and our King,
+    Thy hand from every snare and foe
+      Shall great deliverance bring.
+
+    7. Sure as Thy truth shall last,
+      To Zion shall be given
+    The brightest glories earth can yield
+      And brighter bliss of heaven.
+
+                                                       T. Dwight, 1800, a.
+
+
+469
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    Lord of the worlds above,
+      How pleasant and how fair
+    The dwellings of Thy love,
+      Thine earthly temples are!
+    To Thine abode
+      My heart aspires,
+      With warm desires
+    To see my God.
+
+    2. Oh, happy souls who pray
+      Where God appoints to hear!
+    Oh, happy men who pay
+      Their constant service there!
+    They praise Thee still;
+      And happy they
+      Who love the way
+    To Zion’s hill.
+
+    3. They go from strength to strength
+      Through this dark vale of tears,
+    Till each arrives at length,
+      Till each in heaven appears.
+    Oh, glorious seat,
+      When God, our King,
+      Shall thither bring
+    Our willing feet!
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+MISSIONS.
+
+
+470
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    Saints of God, the dawn is brightening,
+      Token of our coming Lord;
+    O’er the earth the field is whitening;
+      Louder rings the Master’s word:
+        Pray for reapers
+      In the harvest of the Lord!
+
+    2. Now, O Lord, fulfil Thy pleasure,
+      Breathe upon Thy chosen band,
+    And, with Pentecostal measure,
+      Send forth reapers o’er our land,
+        Faithful reapers,
+      Gathering sheaves for Thy right hand.
+
+    3. Broad the shadow of our nation,
+      Eager millions hither roam;
+    Lo! they wait for Thy salvation.
+      Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come;
+        By Thy Spirit
+      Bring Thy ransomed people home.
+
+    4. Soon shall end the time of weeping,
+      Soon the reaping time will come,
+    Heaven and earth together keeping
+      God’s eternal Harvest-home.
+        Saints and angels
+      Shout the world’s great Harvest-home.
+
+                                                         M. Maxwell, 1849.
+
+
+471
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    The morning light is breaking;
+      The darkness disappears;
+    The sons of earth are waking
+      To penitential tears;
+    Each breeze that sweeps the ocean
+      Brings tidings from afar
+    Of nations in commotion,
+      Prepared for Zion’s war.
+
+    2. See heathen nations bending
+      Before the God we love,
+    And thousand hearts ascending
+      In gratitude above;
+    While sinners, now confessing,
+      The Gospel call obey
+    And seek the Savior’s blessing,
+      A nation in a day.
+
+    3. Blest river of salvation,
+      Pursue thy onward way;
+    Flow thou to every nation,
+      Nor in thy richness stay;
+    Stay not till all the lowly
+      Triumphant reach their home;
+    Stay not till all the holy
+      Proclaim, “The Lord is come!”
+
+                                                        S. F. Smith, 1832.
+
+
+472
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Our country’s voice is pleading,
+      Ye men of God, arise!
+    His providence is leading,
+      The land before you lies;
+    Day-gleams are o’er it brightening,
+      And promise clothes the soil;
+    Wide fields, for harvest whitening,
+      Invite the reaper’s toil.
+
+    2. Go where the waves are breaking
+      On California’s shore,
+    Christ’s precious Gospel taking,
+      More rich than golden ore;
+    On Alleghany’s mountains,
+      Through all the Western vale,
+    Beside Missouri’s fountains,
+      Rehearse the wondrous tale.
+
+    3. His love of Christ unfolding,
+      Speed on from east to west,
+    Till all, His Cross beholding,
+      In Him are fully blessed.
+    Great Author of salvation,
+      Haste, haste the glorious day,
+    When we, a ransomed nation,
+      Thy scepter shall obey.
+
+                                                  Maria F. Anderson, 1848.
+
+
+473
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O Spirit of the living God,
+      In all Thy plenitude of grace,
+    Where’er the foot of man hath trod,
+      Descend on our apostate race.
+
+    2. Give tongues of fire and hearts of love
+      To preach the reconciling Word;
+    Give power and unction from above
+      Where’er the joyful sound is heard.
+
+    3. Be darkness, at Thy coming, light;
+      Confusion—order, in Thy path;
+    Souls without strength inspire with might;
+      Bid mercy triumph over wrath.
+
+    4. O Spirit of the Lord, prepare
+      A sinful world their God to meet;
+    Breathe Thou abroad like morning air
+      Till hearts of stone begin to beat.
+
+    5. Baptize the nations; far and nigh
+      The triumphs of the Cross record;
+    The name of Jesus glorify
+      Till every kindred call Him Lord.
+
+    6. God from eternity hath willed
+      All flesh shall His salvation see;
+    So be the Father’s love fulfilled,
+      The Savior’s sufferings crowned through Thee.
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1825.
+
+
+474
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    From Greenland’s icy mountains,
+      From India’s coral strand,
+    Where Afric’s sunny fountains
+      Roll down their golden sand;
+    From many an ancient river,
+      From many a palmy plain,
+    They call us to deliver
+      Their land from error’s chain.
+
+    2. What though the spicy breezes
+      Blow soft o’er Ceylon’s isle,
+    Though every prospect pleases
+      And only man is vile;
+    In vain with lavish kindness
+      The gifts of God are strown;
+    The heathen in his blindness
+      Bows down to wood and stone.
+
+    3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted
+      With wisdom from on high,—
+    Shall we to men benighted
+      The lamp of life deny?
+    Salvation, O salvation!
+      The joyful sound proclaim
+    Till earth’s remotest nation
+      Has learned Messiah’s name.
+
+    4. Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
+      And you, ye waters, roll,
+    Till, like a sea of glory,
+      It spreads from pole to pole;
+    Till o’er our ransomed nature
+      The Lamb for sinners slain,
+    Redeemer, King, Creator,
+      In bliss returns to reign.
+
+                                                     Reginald Heber, 1819.
+
+
+475
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O Christ, our true and only Light,
+    Enlighten those who sit in night;
+    Let those afar now hear Thy voice
+    And in Thy fold with us rejoice.
+
+    2. Fill with the radiance of Thy grace
+    The souls now lost in error’s maze
+    And all whom in their secret minds
+    Some dark delusion haunts and blinds.
+
+    3. And all who else have strayed from Thee,
+    O gently seek! Thy healing be
+    To every wounded conscience given
+    And let them also share Thy heaven.
+
+    4. O make the deaf to hear Thy Word
+    And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord,
+    Who dare not yet the faith avow,
+    Though secretly they hold it now.
+
+    5. Shine on the darkened and the cold,
+    Recall the wanderers from Thy fold,
+    Unite all those who walk apart,
+    Confirm the weak and doubting heart.
+
+    6. So they with us may evermore
+    Such grace with wondering thanks adore,
+    And endless praise to Thee be given
+    By all Thy Church in earth and heaven.
+
+                                      J. Heermann, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+476
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Hark! the voice of Jesus crying,
+      “Who will go and work to-day?
+    Fields are white and harvests waiting,
+      Who will bear the sheaves away?”
+    Loud and long the Master calleth,
+      Rich reward He offers thee;
+    Who will answer, gladly saying,
+      “Here am I, send me, send me”?
+
+    2. If you cannot cross the ocean
+      And the heathen lands explore,
+    You can find the heathen nearer,
+      You can help them at your door;
+    If you cannot give your thousands,
+      You can give the widow’s mite;
+    And the least you give for Jesus
+      Will be precious in His sight.
+
+    3. If you cannot speak like angels,
+      If you cannot preach like Paul,
+    You can tell the love of Jesus,
+      You can say He died for all.
+    If you cannot rouse the wicked
+      With the Judgment’s dread alarms,
+    You can lead the little children
+      To the Savior’s waiting arms.
+
+    4. Let none hear you idly saying,
+      “There is nothing I can do,”
+    While the souls of men are dying
+      And the Master calls for you.
+    Take the task He gives you gladly,
+      Let His work your pleasure be;
+    Answer quickly when He calleth,
+      “Here am I, send me, send me!”
+
+                                                           D. March, 1868.
+
+
+477
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Savior, sprinkle many nations;
+      Fruitful let Thy sorrows be;
+    By Thy pains and consolations
+      Draw the Gentiles unto Thee!
+    Of Thy Cross the wondrous story,
+      Be it to the nations told;
+    Let them see Thee in Thy glory
+      And Thy mercy manifold.
+
+    2. Let to mortals all be given
+      Thee to know and life to gain,
+    Thee the very God of heaven,
+      Thee the Man for sinners slain!
+    Speak Thou, through the Gospel-tiding,
+      Peace to every human breast;
+    Grant to all in Thee confiding
+      Mercy, solace, hope, and rest.
+
+    3. Great the need in every nation,
+      Dense the darkness of sin’s night;
+    Let Thy Spirit bring salvation,
+      Love’s pure flame, and wisdom’s light.
+    Give the Word, Thy preachers strengthen
+      With the prophets’ power of old,
+    Help them Zion’s cords to lengthen,
+      All Thy wandering sheep to fold!
+
+                 A. C. Coxe, 1851; Stanzas 2 and 3 a., W. G. Polack, 1927.
+
+
+478
+
+                                                                       10s
+
+    Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise!
+    Exalt thy towering head and lift thine eyes;
+    See heaven its sparkling portals wide display
+    And break upon thee in a flood of day.
+
+    2. See a long race thy spacious court adorn;
+    See future sons and daughters, yet unborn,
+    In crowding ranks on every side arise,
+    Demanding life, impatient for the skies.
+
+    3. See barbarous nations at thy gates attend,
+    Walk in the light and in thy temple bend;
+    See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings,
+    While every land its joyful tribute brings.
+
+    4. The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay,
+    Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;
+    But fixed this Word, this saving power, remains;
+    Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns.
+
+                                                     Alexander Pope, 1720.
+
+
+479
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Look from Thy sphere of endless day,
+      O God of mercy and of might!
+    In pity look on those who stray
+      Benighted in this land of light.
+
+    2. In peopled vale, in lonely glen,
+      In crowded mart, by stream or sea,
+    How many of the sons of men
+      Hear not the message sent from Thee!
+
+    3. Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call
+      The thoughtless young, the hardened old,
+    A scattered, homeless flock, till all
+      Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold.
+
+    4. Send them Thy mighty Word to speak,
+      Till faith shall dawn and doubt depart,
+    To awe the bold, to stay the weak,
+      And bind and heal the broken heart.
+
+    5. Then all these wastes, a dreary scene,
+      That makes us sadden as we gaze,
+    Shall grow with living waters green
+      And lift to heaven the voice of praise.
+
+                                           William Cullen Bryant, 1840, a.
+
+
+480
+
+                                                 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    May God bestow on us His grace,
+      With blessings rich provide us,
+    And may the brightness of His face,
+      To life eternal guide us,
+    That we His gracious work may know
+      And what is His good pleasure,
+    And also to the heathen show
+      Christ’s riches without measure
+    And unto God convert them.
+
+    2. Thine over all shall be the praise
+      And thanks of every nation,
+    And all the world with joy shall raise
+      The voice of exultation;
+    For Thou shalt judge the earth, O Lord,
+      Nor suffer sin to flourish;
+    Thy people’s pasture is Thy Word
+      Their souls to feed and nourish,
+    In righteous paths to keep them.
+
+    3. O let the people praise Thy worth,
+      In all good works increasing;
+    The land shall plenteous fruit bring forth,
+      Thy Word is rich in blessing.
+    May God the Father, God the Son,
+      And God the Spirit bless us!
+    Let all the world praise Him alone,
+      Let solemn awe possess us.
+    Now let our hearts say, Amen.
+
+                                                      Martin Luther, 1524.
+
+
+481
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire
+      The watchmen of the Church’s youth,
+    Who faced the foe’s envenomed ire,
+      Who witnessed day and night Thy truth,
+    Whose voices loud are ringing still
+    And bringing hosts to know Thy will.
+
+    2. Lord, let our earnest prayer be heard,
+      The prayer Thy Son hath bid us pray;
+    For, lo, Thy children’s hearts are stirred
+      In every land in this our day
+    To cry with fervent soul to Thee,
+    O help us, Lord! So let it be!
+
+    3. O haste to help ere we are lost!
+      Send preachers forth, in spirit strong,
+    Armed with Thy Word, a dauntless host,
+      Bold to attack the rule of wrong;
+    Let them the earth for Thee reclaim,
+    Thy heritage, to know Thy name.
+
+    4. Would there were help within our walls!
+      O let Thy Spirit come again,
+    Before whom every barrier falls;
+      And now once more shine forth as then.
+    O rend the heavens and make us free!
+    Come, Lord, and bring us back to Thee!
+
+    5. And let Thy Word have speedy course,
+      Through every land be glorified,
+    Till all the heathen know its force
+      And fill Thy churches far and wide.
+    Spread Thou the conquest of Thy Word
+    And let Thy kingdom come, O Lord!
+
+    6. The Church’s desert paths restore;
+      Let stumbling-blocks that in them lie
+    Hinder Thy Word henceforth no more;
+      Error destroy, and heresy,
+    And let Thy Church, from hirelings free,
+    Bloom as a garden fair to Thee.
+
+                        C. H. Bogatzky, 1750; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1855.
+
+
+482
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Soldiers of the Cross, arise,
+      Gird you with your armor bright;
+    Mighty are your enemies,
+      Hard the battle ye must fight.
+
+    2. O’er a faithless, fallen world
+      Raise your banner in the sky;
+    Let it float there wide unfurled;
+      Bear it onward, lift it high.
+
+    3. Mid the homes of want and woe,
+      Strangers to the living Word,
+    Let the Savior’s heralds go,
+      Let the voice of hope be heard.
+
+    4. Where the shadows deepest lie,
+      Carry truth’s unsullied ray;
+    Where are crimes of blackest dye,
+      There the saving sign display.
+
+    5. To the weary and the worn
+      Tell of realms where sorrows cease;
+    To the outcast and forlorn
+      Speak of mercy and of peace.
+
+    6. Guard the helpless; seek the strayed;
+      Comfort troubles; banish grief;
+    In the might of God arrayed,
+      Scatter sin and unbelief.
+
+    7. Be the banner still unfurled,
+      Still unsheathed the Spirit’s Sword,
+    Till the kingdoms of the world
+      Are the kingdom of the Lord.
+
+                                                          W. W. How, 1854.
+
+
+483
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
+    Does his successive journeys run;
+    His kingdom stretch from shore to shore
+    Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
+
+    2. To Him shall endless prayer be made
+    And endless praises crown His head;
+    His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise
+    With every morning sacrifice.
+
+    3. People and realms of every tongue
+    Dwell on His love with sweetest song;
+    And infant voices shall proclaim
+    Their early blessings on His name.
+
+    4. Blessings abound where’er He reigns;
+    The prisoner leaps to loose his chains,
+    The weary find eternal rest,
+    And all the sons of want are blest.
+
+    5. Where He displays His healing power,
+    Death and the curse are known no more;
+    In Him the tribes of Adam boast
+    More blessings than their father lost.
+
+    6. Let every creature rise and bring
+    Peculiar honors to our King;
+    Angels descend with songs again,
+    And earth repeat the loud Amen.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1719.
+
+
+484
+
+                                                                8, 8, 8, 6
+
+    Send Thou, O Lord, to every place
+    Swift messengers before Thy face,
+    The heralds of Thy wondrous grace,
+      Where Thou Thyself wilt come.
+
+    2. Send men whose eyes have seen the King,
+    Men in whose ears His sweet words ring;
+    Send such Thy lost ones home to bring;
+      Send them where Thou wilt come,—
+
+    3. To bring good news to souls in sin,
+    The bruised and broken hearts to win;
+    In every place to bring them in
+      Where Thou Thyself wilt come.
+
+    4. Thou who hast died, Thy victory claim;
+    Assert, O Christ, Thy glory’s name
+    And far to lands of pagan shame
+      Send men where Thou wilt come.
+
+    5. Gird each one with the Spirit’s Sword,
+    The sword of Thine own deathless Word,
+    And make them conquerors, conquering Lord,
+      Where Thou Thyself wilt come.
+
+    6. Raise up, O Lord the Holy Ghost,
+    From this broad land a mighty host,
+    Their war-cry, “We will seek the lost
+      Where Thou, O Christ, wilt come!”
+
+                                                   Mrs. M. E. Gates, 1889.
+
+
+THE MINISTRY.
+
+
+485
+
+                                               8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)
+
+    Lord of the Church, we humbly pray
+    For those who guide us in Thy way
+      And speak Thy holy Word;
+    With love divine their hearts inspire
+    And touch their lips with hallowed fire
+      And needful strength afford.
+
+    2. Help them to preach the Truth of God,
+    Redemption through the Savior’s blood,
+      Nor let the Spirit cease
+    On all the Church His gifts to shower,—
+    To them a messenger of power;
+      To us, of life and peace.
+
+    3. So may they live to Thee alone;
+    Then hear the welcome word, “Well done!”
+      And take their crown above;
+    Enter into their Master’s joy
+    And all eternity employ
+      In praise and bliss and love.
+
+                                                           E. Osler, 1836.
+
+
+486
+
+                                                                       10s
+
+    God of the prophets, bless the prophets’ sons;
+      Elijah’s mantle o’er Elisha cast;
+    Each age its solemn task may claim but once;
+      Make each a nobler, stronger than the last!
+
+    2. Anoint them prophets! Make their ears attent
+      To Thy divinest speech; their hearts awake
+    To human need; their lips make eloquent
+      T’assure the right and every evil break.
+
+    3. Anoint them priests! Strong intercessors they
+      For pardon and for charity and peace!
+    Ah, if with them the world might pass, astray,
+      Into the dear Christ’s life of sacrifice!
+
+    4. Anoint them kings; aye, kindly kings, O Lord!
+      Anoint them with the Spirit of Thy Son!
+    Theirs not a jeweled crown, a blood-stained sword;
+      Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom won!
+
+    5. Make them apostles, heralds of Thy Cross!
+      Forth may they go to tell all realms Thy grace.
+    Inspired of Thee, may they count all but loss
+      And stand at last with joy before Thy face.
+
+    6. O mighty age of prophet-kings, return!
+      O truth, O faith, enrich our urgent time!
+    Lord Jesus Christ, again with us sojourn;
+      A weary world awaits Thy reign sublime!
+
+                                                         D. Wortman, 1884.
+
+
+487
+
+                                                                 S. M. 8 l
+
+    Lord, when at Thy command
+      The Word of Life we sow,
+    Watered by Thy almighty hand,
+      The seed shall surely grow;
+    The virtue of Thy grace
+      A large increase shall give
+    And multiply the faithful race
+      Who to Thy glory live.
+
+    2. Now, then, the ceaseless shower
+      Of Gospel-blessings send
+    And let the soul-converting power
+      Thy ministers attend;
+    On multitudes confer
+      The heart-renewing love
+    And by the joy of grace prepare
+      For fuller joys above.
+
+                                                           Charles Wesley.
+
+
+488
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high
+      And Thine ordainèd servants bless;
+    Graces and gifts to each supply
+      And clothe Thy priests with righteousness.
+
+    2. Within Thy temple when they stand
+      To teach the truth as taught by Thee,
+    Savior, like stars in Thy right hand,
+      Let all Thy Church’s pastors be.
+
+    3. Wisdom and zeal and faith impart,
+      Firmness and meekness from above,
+    To bear Thy people in their heart
+      And love the souls whom Thou dost love;
+
+    4. To watch and pray and never faint
+      By day and night strict guard to keep,
+    To warn the sinner, cheer the saint,
+      To feed Thy lambs, and fold Thy sheep.
+
+    5. So, when their work is finished here,
+      They may in hope their charge resign;
+    So, when their Master shall appear,
+      They may with crowns of glory shine.
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1833.
+
+
+489
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    We bid thee welcome in the name
+      Of Jesus, our exalted Head.
+    Come as a servant,—so He came,—
+      And we receive thee in His stead.
+
+    2. Come as a shepherd; guard and keep
+      This fold from hell and earth and sin;
+    Nourish the lambs and feed the sheep;
+      The wounded heal, the lost bring in.
+
+    3. Come as a teacher sent from God,
+      Charged His whole counsel to declare;
+    Lift o’er our ranks the prophet’s rod
+      While we uphold thy hands with prayer.
+
+    4. Come as a messenger of peace,
+      Filled with the Spirit, fired with love;
+    Live to behold our large increase
+      And die to meet us all above.
+
+                                                         James Montgomery.
+
+
+490
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    How beauteous are their feet
+      Who stand on Zion’s hill;
+    Who bring salvation on their tongues
+      And words of peace reveal!
+
+    2. How charming is their voice!
+      How sweet their tidings are!
+    “Zion, behold thy Savior-King!
+      He reigns and triumphs here.”
+
+    3. How happy are our ears
+      That hear this joyful sound
+    Which kings and prophets waited for
+      And sought, but never found!
+
+    4. How blessed are our eyes
+      That see this heavenly light!
+    Prophets and kings desired it long,
+      But died without the sight.
+
+    5. The watchmen join their voice
+      And tuneful notes employ;
+    Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
+      And deserts learn the joy.
+
+    6. The Lord makes bare His arm
+      Through all the earth abroad.
+    Let every nation now behold
+      Their Savior and their God.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1707.
+
+
+491
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Lord of the harvest, hear
+      Thy needy servants cry;
+    Answer our faith’s effectual prayer
+      And all our wants supply.
+
+    2. On Thee we humbly wait,
+      Our wants are in Thy view.
+    The harvest, truly, Lord, is great,
+      The laborers are few.
+
+    3. Convert and send forth more
+      Into Thy Church abroad
+    And let them speak Thy Word of Power
+      As workers with their God.
+
+    4. Oh, let them spread Thy name,
+      Their mission fully prove,
+    Thy universal grace proclaim,
+      Thine all-redeeming love!
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1742.
+
+
+492
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    Thou who the night in prayer didst spend
+    And then didst Thine apostles send,
+    And bidd’st us pray the harvest’s Lord
+    To send forth sowers of Thy Word,—
+    Hear and Thy chosen servants bless
+    With sevenfold gifts of holiness.
+
+    2. Oh, may Thy pastors faithful be,
+    Not laboring for themselves, but Thee!
+    Give grace to feed with wholesome food
+    The sheep and lambs bought by Thy blood,
+    To tend Thy flock, and thus to prove
+    How dearly they the Shepherd love.
+
+    3. Oh, may Thy people faithful be,
+    And in Thy pastors honor Thee,
+    And with them work, and for them pray,
+    And gladly Thee in them obey;
+    Receive the prophet of the Lord
+    And gain the prophet’s own reward!
+
+    4. So may we, when our work is done,
+    Together stand before Thy throne
+    And joyful hearts and voices raise
+    In one united song of praise,
+    With all the bright celestial host,
+    To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
+
+                                                            C. Wordsworth.
+
+
+493
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Bow down Thine ear, almighty Lord,
+      And hear Thy Church’s suppliant cry
+    For all who preach Thy saving Word
+      And wait upon Thy ministry.
+
+    2. In mercy, Father, now give heed
+      And pour Thy quickening Spirit’s breath
+    On those whom Thou dost call to feed
+      Thy flock redeemed by Jesus’ death.
+
+    3. O Savior, from Thy piercèd hand
+      Shed o’er them all Thy gifts divine
+    That those who in Thy presence stand
+      May do Thy will with love like Thine.
+
+    4. Blest Spirit, in their hearts abide
+      And give them grace to watch and pray,
+    That, as they seek Thy flock to guide,
+      Themselves may keep the narrow way.
+
+    5. O God, Thy strength and mercy send
+      To shield them in their strife with sin;
+    Grant them, enduring to the end,
+      The crown of life at last to win.
+
+                                                       T. E. Powell, 1864.
+
+
+
+
+CROSS AND COMFORT.
+
+
+494
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Whate’er God will, let that be done;
+      His will is ever wisest;
+    His grace will all thy hope outrun
+      Who to that faith arisest.
+    The gracious Lord Will help afford,
+      He chastens with forbearing;
+    Who God believes And to Him cleaves,
+      Shall not be left despairing.
+
+    2. My God is my sure Confidence,
+      My Hope, and my Existence;
+    His counsel is beyond my sense,
+      Yet I’ll not make resistance.
+    His Word declares The very hairs
+      Upon my head are numbered;
+    His mercy large Holds me in charge,
+      With care that never slumbered.
+
+    3. The time has come when at His will
+      My life in this world ceases;
+    I think upon it and am still,
+      Let come whate’er He pleases.
+    To Him I trust My soul, my dust,
+      When flesh and spirit sever;
+    The Christ we sing Has plucked the sting
+      Away from death forever.
+
+    4. Yet one thing, Lord, I ask of Thee,
+      O grant my supplication:
+    When Satan sorely tempteth me,
+      Save me from desperation.
+    O God, my Lord, True to Thy Word,
+      Do Thou my soul deliver!
+    Who doth believe, He shall receive.
+      Thy name be praised forever!
+
+                                   Anon., 1554; N. L. Frothingham, tr., a.
+
+
+495
+
+                                                             8, 8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    In Thee, Lord, have I put my trust,
+    Leave me not helpless in the dust,
+      Let me not be confounded;
+    Let in Thy Word My faith, O Lord,
+      Be always firmly grounded.
+
+    2. Bow down Thy gracious ear to me
+    And hear my prayers, Lord, speedily,
+      O grant me Thy protection!
+    For woes and fear Surround me here;
+      Help me in my affliction.
+
+    3. My God and Shield, now let Thy power
+    Be unto me a mighty tower,
+      Whence bravely I defend me
+    Against the foes That round me close;
+      O Lord, assistance lend me!
+
+    4. Thy Word hath said, Thou art my Rock,
+    The Fortress that can fear no shock,
+      My Help, my Life, my Treasure;
+    Howe’er distress And dangers press,
+      All must perform Thy pleasure.
+
+    5. The world for me has falsely set
+    Full many a secret snare and net,
+      Dark lies, and sore temptations.
+    Lord, hear my prayers And break these snares
+      And hellish machinations.
+
+    6. With Thee, Lord, would I cast my lot;
+    My God, my God, forsake me not;
+      For, Lord, I am commending
+    My soul to Thee; Deliver me
+      Now and when life is ending.
+
+    7. All honor, praise, and majesty
+    To Father, Son, and Spirit be,
+      Our God forever glorious,
+    In whose rich grace We’ll run our race
+      Till we depart victorious.
+
+                         Ps. 31. Adam Reusner, 1533; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+496
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Lord, it belongs not to my care,
+      Whether I die or live;
+    To love and serve Thee is my share,
+      And this Thy grace must give.
+
+    2. If life be long, I will be glad
+      That I may long obey;
+    If short, yet why should I be sad
+      To soar to endless day?
+
+    3. Christ leads me through no darker rooms
+      Than He went through before;
+    He that into God’s kingdom comes
+      Must enter by this door.
+
+    4. Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet
+      Thy blessed face to see;
+    For if Thy work on earth is sweet,
+      What will Thy glory be?
+
+    5. Then shall I end my sad complaints
+      And weary, sinful days
+    And join with the triumphant saints
+      That sing Jehovah’s praise.
+
+    6. My knowledge of that life is small,
+      The eye of faith is dim;
+    But ’tis enough that Christ knows all
+      And I shall be with Him.
+
+                                                  Richard Baxter, 1681, a.
+
+
+497
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    O Thou, from whom all goodness flows,
+      I lift my heart to Thee;
+    In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
+      Dear Lord, remember me!
+
+    2. When on my aching, burdened heart
+      My sins lie heavily,
+    My pardon speak, new peace impart;
+      In love remember me.
+
+    3. Temptations sore obstruct my way,
+      And ills I cannot flee.
+    O give me strength, Lord, as my day;
+      For good remember me.
+
+    4. Distressed with pain, disease, and grief,
+      This feeble body see;
+    Grant patience, rest, and kind relief;
+      Hear and remember me!
+
+    5. When in the solemn hour of death
+      I wait Thy just decree,
+    Be this the prayer of my last breath,
+      Good Lord, remember me!
+
+    6. And when before Thy throne I stand
+      And lift my soul to Thee,
+    Then with the saints at Thy right hand,
+      Good Lord, remember me!
+
+                              Thomas Haweis and Thomas Cotterill, 1792, a.
+
+
+498
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8
+
+    If thou but suffer God to guide thee
+      And hope in Him through all thy ways,
+    He’ll give thee strength, whate’er betide thee,
+      And bear thee through the evil days.
+    Who trusts in God’s unchanging love
+    Builds on the Rock that naught can move.
+
+    2. What can these anxious cares avail thee,
+      These never-ceasing moans and sighs?
+    What can it help if thou bewail thee
+      O’er each dark moment as it flies?
+    Our cross and trials do but press
+    The heavier for our bitterness.
+
+    3. Be patient and await His leisure
+      In cheerful hope, with heart content,
+    To take whate’er thy Father’s pleasure
+      And His discerning love hath sent,
+    Nor doubt our inmost wants are known
+    To Him who chose us for His own.
+
+    4. He knows the time for joy and, truly,
+      Will send it when He sees it meet;
+    When He has tried and purged thee duly
+      And finds thee free from all deceit,
+    He comes to thee all unaware
+    And makes thee own His loving care.
+
+    5. Nor think amid the heat of trial
+      That God hath cast thee off unheard;
+    That he whose hopes meet no denial
+      Must surely be of God preferred;
+    Time passes and much change doth bring
+    And sets a bound to everything.
+
+    6. All are alike before the Highest;
+      ’Tis easy to our God, we know,
+    To raise thee up, though low thou liest,
+      To make the rich man poor and low.
+    True wonders still by Him are wrought
+    Who setteth up and brings to naught.
+
+    7. Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving;
+      So do thine own part faithfully
+    And trust His Word, though undeserving,
+      Thou yet shalt find it true for thee.
+    God never will forsake in need
+    The soul that trusts in Him indeed.
+
+                       Ps. 55, 23. George Neumark, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+499
+
+                                                          9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8
+
+    I leave all things to God’s direction,
+      He loveth me in weal and woe;
+    His will is good, true His affection,
+      With tender love His heart doth glow.
+    My Fortress and my Rock is He:
+    What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.
+
+    2. My God hath all things in His keeping,
+      He is the ever faithful Friend;
+    He grants me laughter after weeping,
+      And all His ways in blessings end.
+    His love endures eternally:
+    What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.
+
+    3. The will of God shall be my pleasure
+      While here on earth is mine abode;
+    My will is wrong beyond all measure,
+      It doth not will what pleaseth God.
+    The Christian’s maxim e’er must be:
+    What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.
+
+    4. God knows what must be done to save me,
+      His love for me will never cease;
+    For He upon His palms did grave me
+      With purest gold of loving grace.
+    Away, my own will, off with thee!
+    What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.
+
+    5. My God desires the soul’s salvation,
+      Me also He desires to save;
+    Therefore, with Christian resignation,
+      All earthly troubles I will brave.
+    His will be done eternally:
+    What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.
+
+                                          Anon., 17th cent.; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+500
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Oft in sorrow, oft in woe,
+    Onward, Christians, onward go!
+    Bear the toil, maintain the strife,
+    Strengthened with the Bread of Life.
+
+    2. Let not sorrow dim your eye;
+    Soon shall every tear be dry.
+    Let not woe your course impede;
+    Great your help if great your need.
+
+    3. Let your drooping hearts be glad;
+    March, in heavenly armor clad.
+    Fight, nor think the battle long;
+    Victory soon shall tune your song.
+
+    4. Onward, then, to battle move!
+    More than conquerors you shall prove;
+    Though begirt with many a foe,
+    Onward, Christians, onward go!
+
+                                                     H. K. White, 1806, a.
+
+
+501
+
+                                                          8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 6
+
+    Why should sorrow ever grieve me;
+      Christ is near, What can here
+    E’er of Him deprive me?
+      Who can rob me of my heaven
+    That God’s Son As my own
+      To my faith hath given?
+
+    2. Naked was I and unswathèd
+      When on earth At my birth
+    My first breath I breathèd.
+      Naked hence shall I betake me
+    When I go From earth’s woe
+      And my breath forsakes me.
+
+    3. Naught—not e’en the life I’m living—
+      Is my own, God alone
+    All to me is giving.
+      Must I, then, His own restore Him?
+    Though bereft Of each gift,
+      Still shall I adore Him.
+
+    4. Though a heavy cross I’m bearing
+      And my heart Feels the smart,
+    Shall I be despairing?
+      God can help me, who doth send it;
+    He doth know All my woe
+      And how best to end it.
+
+    5. God oft gives me days of gladness;
+      Shall I grieve If He give
+    Seasons, too, of sadness?
+      God is good and tempers ever
+    Every hurt; Me desert
+      Wholly can He never.
+
+    6. Though united world and devil,
+      All their power Can no more
+    Do than mock and cavil.
+      Let derision now employ them,
+    Christ e’en here Will appear
+      And ’fore all destroy them.
+
+    7. True believers, shrinking never,
+      Where they dwell, Should reveal
+    Their true colors ever.
+      When approaching death would scare them,
+    Still should they Patient stay
+      And with courage bear them.
+
+    8. Death can never kill us even,
+      But relief From all grief
+    To us then is given.
+      It doth close life’s mournful story,
+    Makes a way That we may
+      Pass to heavenly glory.
+
+    9. There I’ll reap enduring pleasure,
+      After woe Here below
+    Suffered in large measure.
+      Lasting good we find here never,
+    All the earth Deemeth worth
+      Vanisheth forever.
+
+    10. What is all this life possesseth?
+      But a hand Full of sand
+    That the heart distresseth.
+      Noble gifts that pall me never
+    Christ so free There gives me
+      To enjoy forever.
+
+    11. Lord, Thou Fount of joy forever,
+      Thou art mine, I am Thine,
+    No one can us sever.
+      I am Thine, because Thou gavest
+    Life and blood For my good,
+      By Thy death me savest.
+
+    12. Thou art mine, I love and own Thee,
+      Ne’er shall I, Light of joy,
+    From my heart dethrone Thee.
+      Let me, let me, soon behold Thee
+    Face to face,—Thy embrace,
+      May it soon enfold me!
+
+                                    Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr., a.
+
+
+502
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Dear Refuge of my weary soul,
+      On Thee, when sorrows rise,
+    On Thee, when waves of trouble roll,
+      My fainting hope relies.
+
+    2. To Thee I tell each rising grief,
+      For Thou alone canst heal;
+    Thy Word can bring a sweet relief
+      For every pain I feel.
+
+    3. Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face?
+      And shall I seek in vain?
+    And can the ear of pardoning grace
+      Be deaf when I complain?
+
+    4. No, still the ear of saving grace
+      Attends the mourner’s prayer;
+    O may I ever find access
+      To breathe my sorrows there!
+
+                                                        Anne Steele, 1760.
+
+
+503
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    O God, my days are dark indeed,
+    How oft this aching heart must bleed;
+    The narrow way,—how filled with pain,
+    That I must pass, ere heaven I gain!
+
+    2. How hard to teach this flesh and blood
+    To seek alone th’ eternal God!
+    Ah! whither now for comfort turn?
+    For Thee, my Jesus, do I yearn.
+
+    3. In Thee have I, howe’er distrest,
+    Found ever counsel, aid, and rest!
+    I cannot all forsaken be
+    While still my heart can trust in Thee.
+
+    4. Thine office and Thy person show
+    That Thou great miracles canst do;
+    Miraculous was, Lord, Thy birth
+    When Thou wert born a child on earth.
+
+    5. And by Thy death Thou mak’st me free
+    So strangely from all misery.
+    Jesus, my only God and Lord,
+    What sweetness in Thy name is stored!
+
+    6. No grief can ever be so sore
+    But Thy sweet name can cheer me more;
+    So keen no sorrow’s rankling dart
+    But Thy sweet name can heal my heart.
+
+    7. Although my flesh and heart may fail,
+    I’ll heed it not, I shall not quail;
+    My Savior, if I have but Thee,
+    I shall be blest eternally.
+
+    8. With heart and soul I’m Thine fore’er;
+    Sin, death, and hell I need not fear;
+    The world can show no truth like Thine,
+    And therefore will I not repine.
+
+    9. I know Thou wilt forsake me not,
+    Thy truth is fixed, though dark my lot;
+    Thou art my Shepherd, and Thy sheep
+    From harm forever Thou wilt keep.
+
+    10. Jesus, my Boast, my Light, my Joy,
+    The Treasure naught can e’er destroy,
+    No words, no song that I can frame
+    Speak half the sweetness of Thy name.
+
+    11. They only all its power shall prove
+    Whose hearts have learned Thy faith and love;
+    How many a time I’ve sadly said,
+    Far better were it I were dead;
+
+    12. Far better ne’er the light to see
+    If I had not this joy in Thee;
+    For he who hath not Thee in faith,
+    His very life is merely death.
+
+    13. Jesus, my Bridegroom and my Crown,
+    If Thou but smile, the world may frown;
+    In Thee lie depths of joy untold,
+    Far richer than the richest gold.
+
+    14. Whenever I but think of Thee,
+    Thy dews drop down and solace me;
+    Whene’er I hope in Thee, my Friend,
+    Thy comfort and Thy peace descend.
+
+    15. Whene’er in grief I pray and sing,
+    I feel new courage in me spring;
+    Thy Spirit witnesses that this
+    Is foretaste of eternal bliss.
+
+    16. Therefore, while life remains in me,
+    I’ll bear Thy cross and follow Thee.
+    Grant me a patient, willing mood;
+    I know that it shall work my good.
+
+    17. Help me to do my task aright,
+    That it may stand before Thy sight;
+    Let me this flesh and blood control,
+    From sin and shame preserve my soul.
+
+    18. O keep me steadfast in the faith,
+    Then I am Thine in life and death.
+    Jesus, my Comfort, bend to me;
+    Ah, would I were e’en now with Thee!
+
+                                                       Conrad Hojer, 1597.
+
+
+504
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    In weariness and pain,
+      By sins and fears opprest,
+    I turn me to my Rest again,
+      My soul’s eternal Rest.
+
+    2. The Lamb that died for me
+      And still my load doth bear;
+    To Jesus’ streaming wounds I flee
+      And find my quiet there.
+
+    3. Jesus, was ever grief,
+      Was ever love, like Thine?
+    Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief,
+      Thy life hath ransomed mine.
+
+    4. O may I rise with Thee
+      And soar to things above
+    And spend a blest eternity
+      In praise of dying love!
+
+                                                  Charles Wesley, 1749, a.
+
+
+505
+
+                                                    8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
+
+    Zion mourns in fear and anguish,
+      Zion, city of our God.
+    “Ah!” she saith, “how sore I languish,
+      Bowed beneath so hard a load!
+    God hath now forsook me quite
+    And forgot my evil plight.”
+    Nay, the Lord, who chose thee, spares thee,
+    For within His heart He bears thee.
+
+    2. “Once,” she mourns, “He promised plainly
+      That His help should aye be near,
+    Yet I now must seek Him vainly
+      In my days of woe and fear.
+    Will He, then, forevermore
+    Keep His anger and no more
+    Help His chosen generation
+    In its present tribulation?”
+
+    3. “Zion, surely I have loved thee!”
+      Thus to her the Highest saith.
+    “Although many woes have proved thee
+      And thy soul is sad to death,
+    Yet now cast thy griefs behind;
+    Where wilt thou a mother find
+    For her own child not providing
+    Or in hatred with it chiding?
+
+    4. “And if thou couldst find a mother
+      Who forgot her infant’s claim
+    Or whose wrath her love could smother,
+      Yet would I be still the same;
+    For My truth is pledged to thee,
+    Zion, thou art dear to Me;
+    I within My heart have set thee,
+    And I never can forget thee.
+
+    5. “Let not Satan make thee craven;
+      He can fight, but cannot harm.
+    On My hands thy name is graven,
+    And thy shield is still My arm.
+    How, then, could it ever be
+    That I failed to think of thee,
+    Build the wall of My own city
+    And look down on thee with pity?
+
+    6. “Thou before My eyes art ever,
+      In My bosom thou art laid
+    As a nursing child, and never
+      Shalt thou lack My timely aid.
+    Me and thee no time nor stress,
+    War, nor danger, nor distress,
+    No, nor Satan’s self shall sever,—
+    Only be thou faithful ever.”
+
+                                  J. Heermann, 1636; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+506
+
+                                                    8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
+
+    Let not such a thought e’er pain thee
+      As that thou art cast away,
+    But within God’s Word restrain thee,
+      That far otherwise doth say.
+    E’en though thou unrighteous art,
+    True and faithful is God’s heart.
+    Hast thou death deserved forever?
+    God’s appeased, despond thou never!
+
+    2. Thou art, as is every other,
+      Tainted by the poison sin,
+    That the Serpent and our father
+      Adam, by the Fall, brought in.
+    But if God’s voice thou dost hear,
+    “Turn to Me, do good,” ne’er fear,
+    Be of good cheer, He thy yearning
+    Will regard, thy prayer ne’er spurning.
+
+    3. He is not a bear or lion
+      Thirsting only for thy blood,
+    Faithful is thy God in Zion,
+      Gentle ever is His mood.
+    God aye as a Father feels,
+    He’s afflicted by our ills;
+    Our misfortune sorrow gives Him,
+    And our dying ever grieves Him.
+
+    4. “Truly,” saith He, “as I’m living,
+      I the death of none desire,
+    But that men, themselves upgiving,
+      May be rescued from sin’s mire.”
+    When a prodigal returns,
+    God’s heart then with rapture burns,
+    Wills that not the least one even
+    Ever from His flock be driven.
+
+    5. Shepherd was so faithful never,
+      Seeking sheep that go astray.
+    Couldest thou God’s heart see ever
+      How He cares for them alway,
+    How it thirsts and sighs and burns
+    After him who from Him turns,
+    From His people’s midst doth wander,
+    Love would make thee weep and ponder.
+
+    6. God the good not only loveth,
+      Those who in His house now dwell,
+    But His heart compassion moveth
+      For those whom the Prince of hell
+    Hath enslaved, the cruel foe,
+    Who men’s hearts with hate to glow
+    Makes ’gainst Him, who when He ever
+    Moves His foot, can make earth quiver.
+
+    7. Deep His love and most enduring,
+      His desire is ever great;
+    He is calling and alluring
+      Us to enter heaven’s gate.
+    When they come, whoe’er they be,
+    Seeking now that liberty
+    From the devil’s fangs be given,
+    Glad are all the hosts of heaven.
+
+    8. God and all those with Him dwelling,
+      ’Fore whom heaven must hush its voice
+    When their Maker’s praise forth telling,
+      O’er our penitence rejoice;
+    But what has been done amiss
+    Covered now and buried is,
+    All offense to Him we’ve given,—
+    All, yea all, is now forgiven.
+
+    9. From no lake so much is gushing,
+      No depth is so deep at all,
+    With such force no stream is rushing,
+      All compared with God is small;
+    Naught is like His grace so great,
+    That remits our mighty debt,
+    That He ever throweth over
+    All our lives e’en as a cover.
+
+    10. Soul, why art thou sad and dreary?
+      Rest now and contented be!
+    Why wilt thou thyself so weary
+      When there is no need for thee?
+    Though thy sins appear to thee
+    Like a vast and shoreless sea,
+    If with God’s heart thou compare them,
+    ’Twill a trifle seem to bear them.
+
+    11. Could we myriad worlds discover,
+      All sunk in apostasy,
+    Had the sins there o’er and over
+      Every one been done by thee,
+    Oh! still there were less by far
+    Than the light of grace so clear
+    Could on earth extinguish ever,
+    God from greater could deliver.
+
+    12. Of such wondrous love and favor
+      Open wide the door to me;
+    Everywhere and aye, my Savior,
+      Tasted be Thy grace by me.
+    Love me, Lord, and let me be
+    Nearer ever drawn to Thee
+    That I may embrace and love Thee,
+    Nevermore to anger move Thee.
+
+                                        Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr.
+
+
+507
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    Whatever God ordains is good!
+      His righteous will abideth;
+    I will be still whate’er He doth
+      And follow where He guideth.
+    He is my God; Though dark my road,
+    He knoweth how to shield me,
+    Wherefore to Him I yield me.
+
+    2. Whatever God ordains is good!
+      He never will deceive me;
+    He leads me by the proper path,
+      I know He will not leave me,
+    And take content What He hath sent;
+    His hand that sends my sadness
+    Will turn my tears to gladness.
+
+    3. Whatever God ordains is good!
+      His loving thought attends me;
+    No poisoned draught the cup can be
+      That my Physician sends me,
+    But medicine; God true has been.
+    Of doubt, then, I’ll divest me
+    And on His goodness rest me.
+
+    4. Whatever God ordains is good!
+      My Life, my Light, can never
+    Intend me harm; then, to His care
+      I give myself forever
+    In weal or woe; For well I know
+    Some day I shall see clearly
+    That God did love me dearly.
+
+    5. Whatever God ordains is good!
+      Though now this cup in drinking
+    May bitter to my taste appear
+      I take it all unshrinking;
+    For to my heart God will impart
+    A timely balm of healing
+    And end each painful feeling.
+
+    6. Whatever God ordains is good!
+      Here shall my stand be taken;
+    Though sorrow, need, or death be mine,
+      Yet am I not forsaken;
+    My Father’s care Is round me there,
+    His arms embrace and shield me;
+    Then to my God I yield me.
+
+                             Samuel Rodigast, 1675; C. Winkworth, 1863, a.
+
+
+508
+
+                                                          6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 7
+
+    In God, my faithful God,
+    I trust when dark my road;
+    Though many woes o’ertake me,
+    Yet He will not forsake me;
+    His love it is doth send them
+    And, when ’tis best, will end them.
+
+    2. My sins assail me sore,
+    But I despair no more.
+    I build on Christ, who loves me;
+    From this Rock nothing moves me.
+    To Him I all surrender,
+    To Him, my soul’s Defender.
+
+    3. If death my portion be,
+    Then death is gain to me,
+    And Christ my Life forever,
+    From whom death cannot sever;
+    Come when it may, He’ll shield me,
+    To Him I wholly yield me.
+
+    4. O Jesus Christ, my Lord,
+    So meek in deed and word,
+    Thou once didst die to save us,
+    Because Thou fain wouldst have us
+    After this life of sadness
+    The heirs of heavenly gladness.
+
+    5. “So be it,” then I say
+    With all my heart each day.
+    We, too, dear Lord, adore Thee,
+    We sing for joy before Thee.
+    Guide us while here we wander
+    Till safely landed yonder.
+
+                              S. Weingaertner, 1607; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+509
+
+                                                    7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6
+
+    From God shall naught divide me,
+      For He is true for aye
+    And on my path will guide me,
+      Who else should often stray;
+    His ever-bounteous hand
+      By night and day is heedful
+      And gives me what is needful,
+    Where’er I go or stand.
+
+    2. When man’s help and affection
+      Shall unavailing prove,
+    God grants me His protection
+      And proves His power and love;
+    He helps me in my need,
+      Delivers me from evil,
+      From sin and death and devil;
+    He is my Friend indeed.
+
+    3. If sorrow comes, He sent it,
+      In Him I put my trust;
+    I never shall repent it,
+      For He is true and just
+    And endeth every ill;
+      My life and soul I render
+      To God, my strong Defender;
+    Let Him do as He will.
+
+    4. Whate’er shall be His pleasure
+      Is surely best for me;
+    He sent His dearest Treasure
+      That our weak hearts may see
+    His good and gracious will.
+      In His own Son He gave us
+      Whate’er can bless and save us;
+    Praise Him who loves us still!
+
+    5. O praise Him, for He never
+      Forgets our daily need;
+    O blest the hour whenever
+      Our thoughts to Him can speed;
+    Yea, all the time we spend
+      Without Him is but wasted,
+      Till we His joy have tasted,
+    The joy that hath no end.
+
+    6. The world away is passing
+      With all its pomp and pride;
+    All we have been amassing
+      No longer may abide.
+    But in our earthly bed,
+      When safely we are sleeping,
+      God hath us in His keeping,
+    To wake us from the dead.
+
+    7. Our soul shall never perish,
+      But in yon paradise
+    The joys of heaven shall cherish.
+      Our body shall arise
+    Pure, holy, new-born, free
+      From every sin and evil;
+      The tempting of the devil
+    We then no more shall see.
+
+    8. Then, though on earth I suffer
+      Much trial, well I know
+    I merit ways still rougher,
+      And ’tis to heaven I go.
+    For Christ I know and love,
+      To Him I now am hasting,
+      And gladness everlasting
+    With Him my heart shall prove.
+
+    9. Such is His will that made us.
+      The Father seeks our good;
+    The Son of sin doth rid us,
+      And saves us by His blood;
+    His Spirit rules our ways,
+      Through faith in us abiding,
+      To heaven our footsteps guiding.
+    To Him be thanks and praise!
+
+                                                        L. Helmbold, 1563.
+
+
+510
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    God is Love; His mercy brightens
+      All the path in which we rove;
+    Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens:
+      God is Wisdom, God is Love.
+
+    2. Chance and change are busy ever,
+      Man decays, and ages move,
+    But His mercy waneth never:
+      God is Wisdom, God is Love.
+
+    3. E’en the hour that darkest seemeth
+      Will His changeless goodness prove;
+    From the gloom His brightness streameth:
+      God is Wisdom, God is Love.
+
+    4. He with earthly cares entwineth
+      Hope and comfort from above;
+    Everywhere His glory shineth:
+      God is Wisdom, God is Love.
+
+                                                         J. Bowring, 1825.
+
+
+511
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 8 l
+
+    Who puts his trust In God most just
+      Hath built his house securely;
+    He who relies On Jesus Christ,
+      Heaven shall be his most surely.
+    Then fixed on Thee My trust shall be,
+      For Thy truth cannot alter;
+    While mine Thou art Not death’s worst smart
+      Shall make my courage falter.
+
+    2. Though fiercest foes My course oppose,
+      A dauntless front I’ll show them;
+    My Champion Thou, Lord Christ, art now,
+      Who soon shalt overthrow them;
+    And if but Thee I have in me
+      With Thy good gifts and Spirit,
+    Nor death nor hell, I know full well,
+      Shall hurt me, through Thy merit.
+
+    3. I rest me here Without a fear;
+      By Thee shall all be given
+    That I can need, O Friend indeed,
+      For this life or for heaven.
+    O keep me true, My heart renew,
+      My soul and flesh deliver!
+    Lord, hear my prayer And in Thy care
+      Keep me in peace forever.
+
+                                     J. Magdeburg, 1572; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+512
+
+                                                            11, 10, 11, 10
+
+    Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish,
+      Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel;
+    Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
+      Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
+
+    2. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
+      Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,
+    Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
+      Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.
+
+    3. Here see the Bread of Life, see water flowing
+      Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.
+    Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing
+      Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove.
+
+                                               T. Moore, 1816. Stanza 3 a.
+
+
+513
+
+                                              4, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7
+
+    God liveth still!
+    Soul, despair not, fear no ill!
+    God is good; from His compassion
+      Earthly help and comfort flow;
+    Strong is His right hand to fashion
+      All things well for man below.
+    Trial, oft the most distressing,
+    In the end has proved a blessing.
+    Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?
+    God still lives, who heareth prayer.
+
+    2. God liveth still!
+    Soul, despair not, fear no ill!
+    He who gave the eye its vision,
+      Shall He slumber once or sleep?
+    He who gave the ear its mission,
+      Hears He not His children weep?
+    God is God; His ear attendeth
+    When the sigh our bosom rendeth.
+    Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?
+    God still lives, who heareth prayer.
+
+    3. God liveth still!
+    Soul, despair not, fear no ill!
+    He who gives the clouds their measure,
+      Stretching out the heavens alone;
+    He who stores the earth with treasure,
+      Is not far from every one.
+    God in the hour of need defendeth
+    Him whose heart in love ascendeth.
+    Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?
+    God still lives, who heareth prayer.
+
+    4. God liveth still!
+    Soul, despair not, fear no ill!
+    Is thy cross too great and pond’rous,
+      Cast on Him thy grievous load;
+    God is great, His love is wondrous,
+      He will speed thee on the road.
+    For His truth endureth ever,
+    And His mercy ceaseth never.
+    Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?
+    God still lives, who heareth prayer.
+
+    5. God liveth still!
+    Soul, despair not, fear no ill!
+    Is the yoke of sin too galling?
+      Christ Himself has set thee free,
+    Borne for thee their weight appalling,
+      Cast them in oblivion’s sea!
+    In thy deepest grief and sadness
+    He can grant thee joy and gladness.
+    Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?
+    God still lives, who heareth prayer.
+
+    6. God liveth still!
+    Soul, despair not, fear no ill!
+    When the world would let thee perish,
+      Pathless all thy tangled way,
+    God the nearer draws to cherish
+      Him who makes the Lord his Stay.
+    Children oft that most He loveth
+    Thus with strictest rod He proveth.
+    Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?
+    God still lives, who heareth prayer.
+
+    7. God liveth still!
+    Soul, despair not, fear no ill!
+    Heaven’s huge vault may cleave asunder,
+      Earth’s round globe in ruins burst,
+    Satan’s fellest rage may thunder,
+      Death and hell may spend their worst;
+    Yet will God keep safe and surely
+    Those who trust in Him securely.
+    Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?
+    God still lives, who heareth prayer.
+
+    8. God liveth still!
+    Soul, despair not, fear no ill!
+    Be thy life until its ending
+      Full of thorns, of grief, or need,
+    God, in love the trial sending,
+      Thus His child would heavenwards lead.
+    For this life’s long night of sadness
+    He will give thee peace and gladness.
+    Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?
+    God still lives, who heareth prayer.
+
+                                      J. F. Zihn, 1782; F. E. Cox, tr., a.
+
+
+514
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design
+      Are framed upon Thy throne above,
+    And every dark and bending line
+      Meets in the center of Thy love.
+
+    2. With feeble light and half obscure,
+      Poor mortals Thine arrangements view,
+    Not knowing that the least are sure
+      And the mysterious just and true.
+
+    3. Thy flock, Thine own peculiar care,
+      Though now they seem to roam uneyed,
+    Are led or driven only where
+      They best and safest may abide.
+
+    4. They neither know nor trace the way;
+      But whilst they trust Thy guardian eye,
+    Their feet shall ne’er to ruin stray,
+      Nor shall the weakest fail or die.
+
+    5. My favored soul shall meekly learn
+      To lay her reason at Thy throne;
+    Too weak Thy secrets to discern,
+      I’ll trust Thee for my guide alone.
+
+                                                      Ambrose Serle, 1786.
+
+
+515
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    When in the hour of utmost need
+    We know not where to look for aid;
+    When days and nights of anxious thought
+    Nor help nor counsel yet have brought,
+
+    2. Then this our comfort is alone,
+    That we may meet before Thy throne
+    And cry, O faithful God, to Thee
+    For rescue from our misery;
+
+    3. To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes,
+    Repenting sore with bitter sighs,
+    And seek Thy pardon for our sin
+    And respite from our griefs within.
+
+    4. For Thou hast promised graciously
+    To hear all those who cry to Thee,
+    Through Him whose name alone is great,
+    Our Savior and our Advocate.
+
+    5. And thus we come, O God, to-day
+    And all our woes before Thee lay;
+    For tried, afflicted, lo! we stand,
+    Perils and foes on every hand.
+
+    6. Ah! hide not for our sins Thy face,
+    Absolve us through Thy boundless grace,
+    Be with us in our anguish still,
+    Free us at last from every ill,
+
+    7. That so with all our hearts we may
+    Once more our glad thanksgivings pay
+    And walk obedient to Thy Word
+    And now and ever praise Thee, Lord.
+
+                                        Paul Eber, 1547; C. Winkworth, tr.
+
+
+516
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Seems it in my anguish lone
+    As if God forsook His own,
+    Yet I hold the knowledge fast
+    God will surely help at last.
+
+    2. Though awhile it be delayed,
+    He denieth not His aid;
+    Though it come not oft with speed,
+    It will surely come at need.
+
+    3. As a father not too soon
+    Grants his child the longed-for boon,
+    So our God gives when He will;
+    Wait His pleasure and be still.
+
+    4. I can rest in thoughts of Him
+    When all courage else grows dim,
+    For I know my soul shall prove
+    His is more than father’s love.
+
+    5. Would the powers of ill affright,
+    I can smile at all their might;
+    Or the cross be pressing sore,
+    God, my God, lives evermore.
+
+    6. Man may hate me causelessly,
+    Man may plot to ruin me,
+    Foes my heart may pierce and rend;
+    God in heaven is still my Friend.
+
+    7. Earth against me may declare,
+    For her love I do not care;
+    Though the world bear me a grudge,
+    God, my Father, is my Judge.
+
+    8. Earth may all her gifts deny,
+    Safe my treasure is on high;
+    And if heaven at last be mine,
+    All things else I can resign.
+
+    9. I renounce thee willingly,
+    World, I hate what pleases thee.
+    Baneful every gift of thine;
+    Only be, my God, still mine.
+
+    10. Ah! Lord, if but Thee I have,
+    Naught of other good I crave;
+    Bright is even death’s dark road
+    If but Thou art there, my God.
+
+                                  C. Titius, † 1703; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+517
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord God, who art my Father dear,
+    I pray in Jesus’ name: O hear
+    What, trusting in His promised Word,
+    I humbly ask of Thee, good Lord.
+
+    2. Grant us Thy Word, Thy Spirit give,
+    That by His grace we godly live;
+    Give shelter, peace, good friends, and food,
+    Protect our native land, O God.
+
+    3. Save us from sin and Satan’s fraud,
+    Deliver us from evil, God,
+    Be with us in our dying hour;
+    Thine is the kingdom, glory, power.
+
+    4. Lord, at Thy word Amen I say;
+    Increase my feeble faith, I pray.
+    Thou lead’st me with a father’s care;
+    Oh, let me be Thy child and heir!
+
+                                       J. Mathesius, † 1565; A. Crull, tr.
+
+
+518
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Beloved, “It is well!”
+      God’s ways are always right;
+    And perfect love is o’er them all
+      Though far above our sight.
+
+    2. Beloved, “It is well!”
+      Though deep and sore the smart,
+    The hand that wounds knows how to bind
+      And heal the broken heart.
+
+    3. Beloved, “It is well!”
+      Though sorrow clouds our way,
+    ’Twill only make the joy more dear
+      That ushers in the day.
+
+    4. Beloved, “It is well!”
+      The path that Jesus trod,
+    Though rough and strait and dark it be,
+      Leads home to heaven and God.
+
+                                                        G. W. Doane, 1833.
+
+
+519
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    My Father! cheering name!
+      O may I call Thee mine!
+    Give me with humble hope to claim
+      A portion so divine.
+
+    2. Whate’er Thy will denies
+      I calmly would resign;
+    For Thou art just and good and wise,—
+      Oh, bend my will to Thine!
+
+    3. Whate’er Thy will ordains,
+      Oh, give me strength to bear!
+    Still let me know a Father reigns
+      And trust a Father’s care.
+
+    4. Thy ways are little known
+      To my weak, erring sight;
+    Yet shall my soul, believing, own
+      That all Thy ways are right.
+
+                                                     Anne Steele, 1760, a.
+
+
+520
+
+                                                    6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
+
+    Nearer, my God, to Thee,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+    E’en though it be a cross
+      That raiseth me,
+    Still all my song shall be,
+    Nearer, my God, to Thee,
+      Nearer, my God, to Thee,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+    2. Nearer, my Lord, to Thee,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+    Who to Thy cross didst come
+      Dying for me.
+    Strengthen my willing feet,
+    Hold me in service sweet
+      Nearer, O Christ, to Thee,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+    3. Nearer, O Comforter,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+    Who with my loving Lord
+      Dwellest with me.
+    Grant me Thy fellowship,
+    Help me each day to keep
+      Nearer, my Guide, to Thee,
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+    4. But to be nearer still,
+      Bring me, O God,
+    Not by the visioned steeps
+      Angels have trod.
+    Here where Thy cross I see,
+    Jesus, I wait for Thee,
+      Then evermore to be
+      Nearer to Thee!
+
+                          Sarah F. Adams, 1841; a. by H. D. Ganse, † 1891.
+
+
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+
+                                                                 C. M. 8 l
+
+    And let this feeble body fail
+      And let it faint or die;
+    My soul shall quit the mournful vale
+      And soar to worlds on high;
+    Shall join the disembodied saints
+      And find its long-sought rest,
+    That only bliss for which it pants,
+      In my Redeemer’s breast.
+
+    2. In hope of that immortal crown
+      I now the cross sustain
+    And gladly wander up and down
+      And smile at toil and pain.
+    I suffer on my threescore years
+      Till my Deliverer come
+    And wipe away His servant’s tears
+      And take His exile home.
+
+    3. Oh, what hath Jesus bought for me!
+      Before my ravished eyes
+    Rivers of life divine I see
+      And trees of paradise!
+    I see a world of spirits bright
+      Who reap the pleasures there;
+    They all are robed in spotless white,
+      And conquering palms they bear.
+
+    4. Oh, what are all my sufferings here
+      If, Lord, Thou count me meet
+    With that enraptured host t’appear
+      And worship at Thy feet!
+    Give joy or grief, give ease or pain,
+      Take life or friends away,
+    But let me find them all again
+      In that eternal day.
+
+                                                  Charles Wesley, 1759, a.
+
+
+522
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    God of my life, to Thee I call;
+    Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall:
+    When the great water-floods prevail,
+    Leave not my trembling heart to fail.
+
+    2. Friend of the friendless and the faint,
+    Where should I lodge my deep complaint?
+    Where but with Thee, whose open door
+    Invites the helpless and the poor?
+
+    3. Did ever mourner plead with Thee,
+    And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea?
+    Does not the word still fixed remain,
+    That none shall seek Thy face in vain?
+
+    4. That were a grief I could not bear,
+    Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer;
+    But a prayer-hearing, answering God
+    Supports me under every load.
+
+    5. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me;
+    I have an Advocate with Thee;
+    They whom the world caresses most
+    Have no such privilege to boast.
+
+    6. Poor though I be, despised, forgot,
+    Yet God, my God, forgets me not;
+    And he is safe and must succeed
+    For whom the Lord Himself does plead.
+
+                                                       W. Cowper, 1779, a.
+
+
+523
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Help me, O Lord, in fear and need,
+    Have mercy, to my prayer give heed!
+    I know Thou lov’st me still as Thine,
+    Though world and hell ’gainst me combine.
+
+    2. My God and Lord, I trust in Thee;
+    What need I if Thou art with me?
+    And Thou, Lord Jesus Christ, art mine;
+    My God and Savior, I am Thine.
+
+    3. Therefore my happiness is great;
+    I am content, for Thee I wait,
+    Trust wholly in Thy name, and then
+    I know Thy help is sure. Amen.
+
+                                                      Martin Moller, 1598.
+
+
+524
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    God moves in a mysterious way
+      His wonders to perform;
+    He plants His footsteps in the sea
+      And rides upon the storm.
+
+    2. Deep in unfathomable mines
+      Of never-failing skill
+    He treasures up His bright designs
+      And works His sovereign will.
+
+    3. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
+      The clouds ye so much dread
+    Are big with mercy and shall break
+      In blessings on your head.
+
+    4. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
+      But trust Him for His grace;
+    Behind a frowning providence
+      He hides a smiling face.
+
+    5. His purposes will ripen fast,
+      Unfolding every hour;
+    The bud may have a bitter taste,
+      But sweet will be the flower.
+
+    6. Blind unbelief is sure to err
+      And scan His work in vain;
+    God is His own interpreter,
+      And He will make it plain.
+
+                                                          W. Cowper, 1772.
+
+
+525
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Commit whatever grieves thee
+      At heart, and all thy ways,
+    To Him who never leaves thee,
+      On whom creation stays,
+    Who freest courses maketh
+      For clouds and air and wind,
+    Who care and counsel taketh
+      A path for thee to find.
+
+    2. On God repose forever
+      If thou wouldst prosper sure;
+    On his work gaze thou ever,
+      If thine is to endure.
+    By anxious care and grieving,
+      By self-consuming pain,
+    God is not moved to giving;
+      By prayer must thou obtain.
+
+    3. Thy grace, that ever floweth,
+      O Father, what is good
+    Or evil, ever knoweth,
+      To mortal flesh and blood.
+    What to Thine eye all-seeing,
+      And to Thy counsel wise
+    Seems good must into being,
+      O mighty Prince, arise.
+
+    4. For means it fails Thee never,
+      Thou always find’st a way,
+    Thy deeds are blessing ever,
+      Thy path like brightest day.
+    Thy work no one can hinder,
+      Thy labor cannot rest,
+    If Thou design’st Thy tender
+      Children should all be blessed.
+
+    5. Though all the power of evil
+      Should rise up to resist,
+    Without a doubt or cavil
+      God never will desist;
+    His undertakings ever
+      At length He carries through;
+    What He designs He never
+      Can fail at all to do.
+
+    6. Hope on, thou heart, grief-riven,
+      In hope courageous be;
+    Where anguish thee had driven
+      Thou shalt deliverance see.
+    God from thy pit of sadness
+      Shall raise thee graciously;
+    Wait, and the sun of gladness
+      Thine eyes shall early see.
+
+    7. Arise, to pain and anguish
+      A long good night now say;
+    Drive all that makes thee languish
+      In grief and woe away.
+    Not thine ’tis to endeavor
+      The ruler’s part to play;
+    God sits as Ruler ever,
+      Guides all things well each day.
+
+    8. Let Him alone and tarry,
+      He is a Prince all-wise,
+    He shall Himself so carry
+      ’Twill strange seem in thine eyes,
+    When He, as Him beseemeth,
+      In wonderful decree,
+    Shall as Himself good deemeth,
+      O’errule what grieveth thee.
+
+    9. He may, a while still staying,
+      His comforts keep from thee
+    And, on His part delaying,
+      Seem to have utterly
+    Forgotten and forsaken
+      And put thee out of mind,
+    Though grief hath thee o’ertaken,
+      No time for thee to find.
+
+    10. But if thou never shrinkest
+      And true dost still remain,
+    He’ll come when least thou thinkest
+      And set thee free again,
+    Thee from the load deliver,
+      That burdeneth thy heart,
+    That thou hast carried never
+      For any evil part.
+
+    11. Hail! child of faith, who gainest
+      The victory alway,
+    Who honor’s crown obtainest,
+      That never fades away.
+    God in thy hand will give thee
+      One day the glorious palm;
+    Who ne’er in grief did leave thee,
+      To Him thou’lt sing thy psalm.
+
+    12. O Lord, no longer lengthen
+      Our time of misery;
+    Our hands and feet do strengthen;
+      And until death may we
+    By Thee be watched and cared for,
+      In faithfulness and love.
+    So come we where prepared for
+      Us is our blessed abode.
+
+                                    Paul Gerhardt, 1656; J. Kelly, tr., a.
+
+
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+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    If God Himself be for me,
+      I may a host defy,
+    For when I pray, before me
+      My foes confounded fly.
+    If Christ, my Head and Master,
+      Befriend me from above,
+    What foe or what disaster
+      Can drive me from His love?
+
+    2. This I believe—yea, rather,
+      Of this I make my boast,
+    That God is my dear Father,
+      The Friend who loves me most;
+    And that, whate’er betide me,
+      My Savior is at hand
+    Through stormy seas to guide me
+      And bring me safe to land.
+
+    3. I build on this foundation,
+      That Jesus and His blood
+    Alone are my salvation,
+      The true, eternal good;
+    Without Him all that pleases
+      Is valueless on earth;
+    The gifts I owe to Jesus
+      Alone my love are worth.
+
+    4. My Jesus is my Splendor,
+      My soul’s bright-beaming Sun;
+    Were He not my Defender
+      Before God’s awful throne,
+    I never should find favor
+      And mercy in His sight,
+    But be destroyed forever,
+      As darkness by the light.
+
+    5. He canceled my offenses
+      And saved my soul from death;
+    ’Tis He who ever cleanses
+      Me from my sins through faith.
+    In Him I can be cheerful,
+      Bold, and undaunted aye;
+    In Him I am not fearful
+      Of God’s great Judgment Day.
+
+    6. Naught, naught can e’er condemn me
+      Nor set my hope aside;
+    Now hell no more can claim me,
+      Its fury I deride.
+    No sentence e’er reproves me,
+      No ill destroys my peace,
+    For Christ, my Savior, loves me
+      And screens me with His grace.
+
+    7. His Spirit in me dwelleth,
+      And o’er my mind He reigns.
+    All sorrow He dispelleth
+      And soothes away all pains.
+    He crowns His work with blessing
+      And helpeth me to cry,
+    “My Father!” without ceasing,
+      To Him who dwells on high.
+
+    8. To mine His Spirit speaketh
+      Sweet words of holy cheer,
+    How God, to Him that seeketh
+      For rest, is always near,
+    And how He hath erected
+      A city fair and new,
+    Where what our faith expected
+      We evermore shall view.
+
+    9. In yonder home doth flourish
+      My heritage, my lot;
+    Though here I die and perish,
+      My heaven shall fail me not.
+    Though care my life oft saddens
+      And causeth tears to flow,
+    The light of Jesus gladdens
+      And sweetens every woe.
+
+    10. Who clings with resolution
+      To Him whom Satan hates
+    Must look for persecution;
+      For him the burden waits
+    Of mockery, shame, and losses,
+      Heaped on his guiltless head;
+    A thousand plagues and crosses
+      Shall be his daily bread.
+
+    11. All this I am prepared for,
+      Yet am I not afraid;
+    By Thee shall all be cared for,
+      To whom my vows were paid.
+    Though life and limb it cost me
+      And everything I have,
+    Unshaken shall I trust Thee,
+      Thee never shall I leave.
+
+    12. Though earth be rent asunder,
+      Thou’rt mine eternally;
+    Not fire nor sword nor thunder
+      Shall sever me from Thee;
+    Not hunger, thirst, nor danger,
+      Not pain nor poverty,
+    Nor mighty princes’ anger,
+      Shall ever hinder me.
+
+    13. No angel and no gladness,
+      No throne, no pomp, no show,
+    No love, no hate, no sadness,
+      No pain, no depth of woe,
+    No scheme of man’s contrivance,
+      However small or great,
+    Shall draw me from Thy guidance
+      Nor from Thee separate.
+
+    14. My heart for joy is springing
+      And can no more be sad,
+    ’Tis full of mirth and singing,
+      Sees naught but sunshine glad.
+    The Sun that cheers my spirit
+      Is Jesus Christ, my King;
+    That which I shall inherit
+      Hereafter, makes me sing.
+
+                    Rom. 8, 31-39. Paul Gerhardt, 1664; R. Massie, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+DEATH AND BURIAL.
+
+
+527
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Lord Jesus Christ, true man and God,
+    Who borest anguish, scorn, the rod,
+    And diedst at last upon the tree
+    To gain Thy Father’s grace for me:
+
+    2. I pray Thee, through that bitter woe,
+    Let me, a sinner, mercy know
+    When comes the hour of failing breath
+    And I must wrestle, Lord, with death;
+
+    3. When from my sight all fades away,
+    And when my tongue no more can say,
+    And when mine ears no more can hear,
+    And when my heart is racked with fear;
+
+    4. When all my mind is darkened o’er,
+    And human help can do no more;—
+    Then come, Lord Jesus, come with speed,
+    And help me in the hour of need.
+
+    5. Lead me from this dark vale beneath
+    And shorten then the pangs of death;
+    All evil spirits drive away,
+    But let Thy Spirit with me stay,
+
+    6. Until my soul the body leave;
+    Then in Thy hands my soul receive
+    And let the earth the body keep
+    Till the Last Day shall break its sleep.
+
+    7. Joyful my resurrection be,
+    Thou in the Judgment plead for me
+    And hide my sins, Lord, from Thy face
+    And give me life, of Thy dear grace!
+
+    8. Implicitly I trust Thee, Lord,
+    For Thou hast promised in Thy Word:
+    “In truth I tell you, who receives
+    My Word, and keeps it, and believes,
+
+    9. “Shall never fall God’s wrath beneath,
+    Shall never taste eternal death;
+    Though here he must return to dust,
+    He still is noways therefore lost;
+
+    10. “For I will with a mighty hand
+    Deliver him from death’s strong band
+    And lift him hence that he shall be
+    Forever in My realm with Me,
+
+    11. “Forever living there in bliss.”
+    Oh, let us not that glory miss!
+    Dear Lord, forgive us all our guilt,
+    Help us to wait until Thou wilt
+
+    12. That we depart; and let our faith
+    Be brave and conquer e’en in death,
+    Firm resting in Thy sacred Word
+    Until we sleep in Thee, our Lord.
+
+                                 Paul Eber, 1565; C. Winkworth, tr., 1855.
+
+
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+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    When my last hour is close at hand
+      And I must hence betake me,
+    Lord Jesus Christ, beside me stand,
+      Nor let Thy help forsake me;
+    To Thy blest hands I now commend
+    My soul, at this my earthly end,
+    And Thou wilt safely keep it.
+
+    2. My sins, dear Lord, disturb me sore,
+      My conscience cannot slumber;
+    But though as sands upon the shore
+      My sins may be in number,
+    I will not quail, but think of Thee;
+    Thy death, Thy sorrow, borne for me,
+    Thy sufferings, shall uphold me.
+
+    3. I have been grafted in the Vine
+      And hence my comfort borrow,
+    For Thou wilt surely keep me Thine
+      Through fear and pain and sorrow;
+    Yea, though I die, I die to Thee,
+    Who through Thy death hast won for me
+    The right to life eternal.
+
+    4. Since Thou from death didst rise again,
+      In death Thou wilt not leave me;
+    Lord, Thy ascension soothes my pain,
+      No fear of death shall grieve me;
+    For Thou wilt have me where Thou art,
+    And so with joy I can depart
+    To be with Thee forever.
+
+    5. And so I stretch mine arms to Thee
+      And gladly hence betake me;
+    Peaceful and calm my sleep shall be,
+      No human voice can wake me.
+    But Christ is with me through the strife,
+    And He will bear me into life
+    And open heaven before me.
+
+                              Nikolaus Herman, 1560; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+529
+
+                                                                7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    For me to live is Jesus,
+      To die is gain for me,
+    To Him I gladly yield me
+      And die right cheerfully.
+
+    2. From hence I go with gladness
+      To Christ my Brother’s side
+    That I may soon be with Him
+      And e’er with Him abide.
+
+    3. I have o’ercome life’s crosses;
+      Grief, pain, and sorrow cease;
+    Through His five wounds most holy
+      With God I am at peace.
+
+    4. When all my powers are breaking,
+      My breath comes heavily,
+    Nor word more I can utter,
+      Lord, hear my sighs to Thee!
+
+    5. When reason, sense, and thinking
+      Fail like a flickering light,
+    That to and fro doth waver
+      Ere ’tis extinguished quite,
+
+    6. Then let me softly, gently,
+      Lord, fall asleep in Thee,
+    When by Thy will and counsel
+      My last hour comes to me.
+
+    7. As to the oak the ivy,
+      So let me cleave to Thee
+    And live in heavenly glory
+      With Thee eternally.
+
+    8. Amen! This wilt Thou, Jesus,
+      Grant graciously to me;
+    Endow me with Thy Spirit
+      That I die happily.
+
+                                    Anon., 1609; E. Cronenwett, tr., 1880.
+
+
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+
+                                                    8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7
+
+    Hark! a voice saith, “All are mortal.”
+      Yea, all flesh must fade as grass,
+    Only through death’s gloomy portal
+      To a better land we pass;
+    This frail body here must perish
+    Ere the heavenly joys it cherish,
+    Ere it gain the free reward
+    For the ransomed of the Lord.
+
+    2. Therefore, when my God doth choose it,
+      Willingly I’ll yield my life,
+    Nor will grieve that I should lose it,
+      For with sorrows it was rife;
+    In my dear Redeemer’s merit
+    Peace hath found my troubled spirit,
+    And in death my comfort is
+    Jesus’ death—sweet comfort this!
+
+    3. For my sake He went before me,
+      And His death is now my gain;
+    Peace and hope He conquered for me;
+      So without regret or pain,
+    Yea, with joy I’ll quit earth’s sadness
+    For the beauteous heaven of gladness,
+    Where I shall eternally
+    See the holy Trinity.
+
+    4. There is joy beyond our telling,
+      Where so many saints have gone;
+    Thousands, thousands, there are dwelling,
+      Worshiping before the throne;
+    There the seraphim are shining,
+    Evermore in chorus joining:
+    “Holy, holy, holy, Lord!
+    Triune God, for aye adored!”
+
+    5. There great men, of sacred story,
+      Prophets, patriarchs, are met;
+    There apostles, too, in glory
+      Fill twelve thrones by Jesus set;
+    All the saints that have ascended
+    Age on age, through time extended,
+    There in blissful concert sing
+    Hallelujahs to their King.
+
+    6. O Jerusalem, how glorious
+      Dost thou shine, thou city fair!
+    Lo! I hear the tones victorious
+      Ever sweetly sounding there!
+    O the bliss that there surprises!
+    Lo! the sun of morn now rises,
+    And the breaking day I see
+    That shall never end for me!
+
+    7. Yea, I see what here was told me,
+      See that wondrous glory shine;
+    Feel the spotless robes enfold me,
+      Know a golden crown is mine.
+    Thus before the throne so glorious
+    Now I stand, a soul victorious,
+    Gazing on that joy for aye
+    That shall never pass away.
+
+                               J. G. Albinus, 1652; C. Winkworth, 1863, a.
+
+
+531
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    One sweetly solemn thought
+      Comes to me o’er and o’er,—
+    Nearer my home to-day am I
+      Than e’er I’ve been before;
+
+    2. Nearer my Father’s house,
+      Where many mansions be;
+    Nearer to-day the great white throne;
+      Nearer the crystal sea;
+
+    3. Nearer the bound of life
+      Where burdens are laid down;
+    Nearer to leave the heavy cross;
+      Nearer to gain the crown.
+
+    4. But, lying dark between,
+      Winding down through the night,
+    There rolls the silent, unknown stream
+      That leads at last to light.
+
+    5. E’en now, perchance, my feet
+      Are slipping on the brink,
+    And I to-day am nearer home,
+      Nearer than now I think.
+
+    6. Father, perfect my trust;
+      Strengthen my spirit’s faith;
+    Nor let me stand at last alone
+      Upon the shore of death.
+
+                                                        Phoebe Cary, 1852.
+
+
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+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Farewell! I say with gladness,
+      False, evil world, farewell!
+    Thy life is sin and sadness,
+      With thee I would not dwell;
+    In heaven are better pleasures,
+      I long for that bright sphere
+    Where God grants endless treasures
+      To those that served Him here.
+
+    2. Do with me as it pleases
+      Thy heart, O Son of God!
+    When anguish on me seizes,
+      Help me to bear my load;
+    Nor then my sorrows lengthen,
+      But take me hence on high;
+    My fearful spirit strengthen
+      And let me calmly die.
+
+    3. When all around is darkling,
+      Thy name and cross, still bright,
+    Deep in my heart are sparkling
+      Like stars in blackest night.
+    Appear Thou in Thy sorrow,
+      For Thine was woe indeed,
+    And from Thy cross I borrow
+      All comfort heart can need.
+
+    4. Thou diedst for me,—O hide me
+      When tempests round me roll;
+    Through all my foes, O guide me,
+      Receive my trembling soul.
+    If I but grasp Thee firmer,
+      What matters pain when past?
+    Hath he a cause to murmur
+      Who reaches heaven at last?
+
+    5. O write my name, I pray Thee,
+      Now in the book of life;
+    So let me here obey Thee
+      And there, where joys are rife,
+    Forever bloom before Thee,
+      Thy perfect freedom prove,
+    And tell, as I adore Thee,
+      How faithful was Thy love.
+
+                                 V. Herberger, 1613; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+533
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    It is not death to die,
+      To leave this weary road,
+    And midst the brotherhood on high
+      To be at home with God.
+
+    2. It is not death to close
+      The eye long dimmed by tears
+    And wake in glorious repose
+      To spend eternal years.
+
+    3. It is not death to bear
+      The wrench that sets us free
+    From dungeon chain, to breathe the air
+      Of boundless liberty.
+
+    4. It is not death to fling
+      Aside this sinful dust
+    And rise, on strong, exulting wing,
+      To live among the just.
+
+    5. Jesus, Thou Prince of Life,
+      Thy chosen cannot die;
+    Like Thee, they conquer in the strife
+      To reign with Thee on high.
+
+                           M. A. C. Malan, 1832; G. W. Bethune, tr., 1847.
+
+
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+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    And must this body die,
+      This mortal frame decay?
+    And must these active limbs of mine
+      Lie moldering in the clay?
+
+    2. God, my Redeemer, lives
+      And ever from the skies
+    Looks down and watches all my dust
+      Till He shall bid it rise.
+
+    3. Arrayed in glorious grace
+      Shall these vile bodies shine
+    And every shape and every face
+      Look heavenly and divine.
+
+    4. These lively hopes we owe
+      To Jesus’ dying love;
+    We would adore His grace below
+      And sing His power above.
+
+    5. Dear Lord, accept the praise
+      Of these our humble songs
+    Till tunes of nobler sound we raise
+      With our immortal tongues.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1709.
+
+
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+
+                                                                       11s
+
+    I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
+    Where storm after storm rises dark o’er the way;
+    The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here
+    Are enough for life’s woes, full enough for its cheer.
+
+    2. I would not live alway; thus fettered by sin,
+    Temptation without and corruption within;
+    E’en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears
+    And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears.
+
+    3. I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb;
+    Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom.
+    There sweet be my rest till He bid me arise
+    To hail Him in triumph descending the skies.
+
+    4. Who, who would live alway, away from his God?
+    Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode,
+    Where the rivers of pleasure flow o’er the bright plains,
+    And the noontide of glory eternally reigns;
+
+    5. Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet,
+    Their Savior and brethren transported to greet,
+    While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll
+    And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul?
+
+                                                  W. A. Muehlenberg, 1826.
+
+
+536
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Hark! a voice divides the sky:
+      Happy are the faithful dead,
+    In the Lord who sweetly die;
+      They from all their toils are freed.
+
+    2. Them the Spirit hath declared
+      Blest, unutterably blest;
+    Jesus is their great Reward,
+      Jesus is their endless Rest.
+
+    3. Followed by their works, they go
+      Where their Head had gone before;
+    Reconciled by grace below,
+      Grace hath opened mercy’s door.
+
+    4. Justified through faith alone,
+      Here they knew their sins forgiven;
+    Here they laid their burden down,
+      Hallowed and made meet for heaven.
+
+    5. When from flesh the spirit freed,
+      Hastens homeward to return,
+    Mortals cry, “A man is dead!”
+      Angels sing, “A child is born!”
+
+                                                     Charles Wesley, 1742.
+
+
+537
+
+                                                          7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7
+
+    Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled
+      Now Thy little lamb’s brief weeping;
+    Ah! how peaceful, pale, and mild,
+      In its narrow bed ’tis sleeping,
+    And no sigh of anguish sore
+    Heaves that little bosom more.
+
+    2. In this world of care and pain,
+      Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it;
+    To the sunny, heavenly plain
+      Dost Thou now with joy receive it;
+    Clothed in robes of spotless white,
+    Now it dwells with Thee in light.
+
+    3. Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we
+      Where it lives may soon be living,
+    And the lovely pastures see
+      That its heavenly food are giving;
+    Then the gain of death we prove
+    Though Thou take what most we love.
+
+                            J. W. Meinhold, 1835; C. Winkworth, tr., 1853.
+
+
+538
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Now lay we calmly in the grave
+    This form, whereof no doubt we have
+    That it shall rise again that day
+    In glorious triumph o’er decay.
+
+    2. And so to earth again we trust
+    What came from dust and turns to dust
+    And from the dust shall surely rise
+    When the last trumpet fills the skies.
+
+    3. His soul forever lives in God,
+    Whose grace his pardon hath bestowed,
+    Who through His Son redeemed him here
+    From bondage unto sin and fear.
+
+    4. His trials and his griefs are past;
+    A blessed end is his at last;
+    He bore Christ’s yoke and did His will;
+    And though he died, he liveth still.
+
+    5. He lives where none do mourn and weep,
+    And calmly shall his body sleep.
+    ’Tis God shall death Himself destroy
+    And raise it into glorious joy.
+
+    6. He suffered pain and grief below,
+    Christ heals him now from all his woe.
+    For him hath endless joy begun;
+    He shines in glory like the sun.
+
+    7. Then let us leave him to his rest
+    And homeward turn, for he is blest;
+    And we must well our souls prepare,
+    For death may seize us everywhere.
+
+    8. So help us, Christ, our Hope in loss;
+    Thou hast redeemed us by Thy cross
+    From endless death and misery;
+    We praise, we bless, we worship Thee.
+
+            M. Weiss, 1531; Stanza 8, Martin Luther; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+539
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Now hush your cries and shed no tear,
+    On such death none should look with fear;
+    He died a faithful Christian man,
+    And with his death true life began.
+
+    2. Coffin and grave we deck with care,
+    His body reverently bear;
+    It is not dead, but rests in God
+    And softly sleeps beneath the sod.
+
+    3. It seems as all were over now,—
+    The heavy limbs, the soulless brow,—
+    Yet through these rigid limbs once more
+    A noble life ere long shall pour.
+
+    4. These bones, now dead, again shall feel
+    New warmth and vigor through them steal,
+    And reunited they shall soar
+    On high to live forevermore.
+
+    5. This body, lying stiff and stark,
+    Shall soon rise upward from the dark
+    And swiftly mount up to the skies,
+    E’en as the spirit heavenward flies.
+
+    6. The buried grain of wheat must die,
+    Withered and worthless long must lie,
+    Yet springs to light all sweet and fair
+    And proper fruits shall rightly bear.
+
+    7. E’en so this body, made of dust,
+    To earth we once again entrust,
+    Where it shall slumber free from pain
+    Till from the dead it rise again.
+
+    8. God breathed into this house of clay
+    The spirit that hath passed away;
+    The righteous mind, the noble heart,
+    The living faith, did Christ impart.
+
+    9. Now earth has hid it from our eyes
+    Till God shall bid it wake and rise,
+    Who ne’er the creature will forget,
+    On whom His image He hath set.
+
+    10. Ah, would that promised day were here
+    When Christ will once again appear
+    And bring them to their heavenly home
+    Who have been buried in the tomb!
+
+     “Deus, ignee fons animarum.” Tr. from the German, C. Winkworth, 1856.
+
+
+540
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep,
+    From which none ever wakes to weep;
+    A calm and undisturbed repose,
+    Unbroken by the last of foes.
+
+    2. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, how sweet
+    To be for such a slumber meet,
+    With holy confidence to sing
+    That death has lost his venomed sting.
+
+    3. Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest,
+    Whose waking is supremely blest;
+    No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour
+    That manifests the Savior’s power.
+
+    4. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, for me
+    May such a blissful refuge be!
+    Securely shall my ashes lie
+    And wait the summons from on high.
+
+                                               Margaret Mackay, 1832, abr.
+
+
+541
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Jesus, I live to Thee,
+      The Loveliest and Best;
+    My life in Thee, Thy life in me,
+      In Thy blest love I rest.
+
+    2. Jesus, I die to Thee
+      Whenever death shall come;
+    To die in Thee is life to me
+      In my eternal home.
+
+    3. Whether to live or die,
+      I know not which is best;
+    To live in Thee is bliss to me,
+      To die is endless rest.
+
+    4. Living or dying, Lord;
+      I ask but to be Thine;
+    My life in Thee, Thy life in me,
+      Make heaven forever mine!
+
+                                                        H. Harbaugh, 1850.
+
+
+542
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Why do we mourn departing friends
+      Or shake at death’s alarms?
+    ’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
+      To call them to His arms.
+
+    2. Are we not tending upward, too,
+      As fast as time can move?
+    Nor would we wish the hours more slow
+      To keep us from our love.
+
+    3. Why should we tremble to convey
+      Their bodies to the tomb?
+    There the dear flesh of Jesus lay
+      And scattered all the gloom.
+
+    4. The graves of all the saints He blessed
+      And softened every bed;
+    Where should the dying members rest
+      But with their dying Head?
+
+    5. Thence He arose, ascending high,
+      And showed our feet the way.
+    Up to the Lord we, too, shall fly
+      At the great rising-day.
+
+    6. Then let the last loud trumpet sound
+      And bid our kindred rise;
+    Awake, ye nations under ground!
+      Ye saints, ascend the skies!
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1709.
+
+
+543
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee,
+    In my distress Thou helpest me.
+    My soul and body I commend
+    Into Thy hands; Thine angel send
+    To guide me home and cheer my heart
+    Since Thou dost call me to depart.
+
+    2. O Jesus Christ, Thou Lamb of God,
+    Once slain to take away our load,
+    Now let Thy cross, Thine agony,
+    Avail to save and solace me;
+    Thy death to open heaven and there
+    Bid me the joy of angels share.
+
+    3. O Holy Spirit, at the end,
+    Sweet Comforter, be Thou my Friend,
+    When death and hell assail me sore,
+    Leave me, O leave me nevermore,
+    But bear me safely through the strife,
+    As Thou hast promised, into life.
+
+                               N. Selnecker, † 1592; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+544
+
+                                                                    8s 6 l
+
+    Who knows how near my end may be?
+      Time speeds away, and death comes on;
+    How swiftly, ah, how suddenly,
+      May death be here and life be gone!
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    2. The world that smiled when morn was come
+      May change for me ere close of eve;
+    So long as earth is still my home,
+      In peril of my death I live.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    3. Teach me to ponder oft my end,
+      And ere the hour of death appears,
+    To cast my soul on Christ, her Friend,
+      Nor spare repentant cries and tears.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    4. And let me now so order all
+      That ever ready I may be
+    To say with joy, Whate’er befall,
+      Lord, do Thou as Thou wilt with me.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    5. Let heaven to me be ever sweet,
+      And this world bitter let me find,
+    That I, mid all its toil and heat,
+      May keep eternity in mind.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    6. O Father, cover all my sins
+      With Jesus’ merits, who alone
+    The pardon that I covet wins
+      And makes His long-sought rest my own.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    7. His sorrows and His cross I know
+      Make deathbeds soft and light the grave;
+    They comfort in the hour of woe,
+      They give me all I fain would have.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    8. From Him can naught my soul divide,
+      Nor life nor death can part us now;
+    I thrust my hand into His side
+      And say, My Lord and God art Thou!
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    9. In Holy Baptism long ago
+      I joined me to the living Vine;
+    Thou lovest me in Him, I know,
+      In Him Thou dost accept me Thine.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    10. And I have eaten His own flesh
+      And drunk His blood,—nor can I be
+    Forsaken now nor doubt afresh
+      I am in Him and He in me.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    11. Then death may come or tarry yet,
+      I know in Christ I perish not;
+    He never will His own forget,
+      He gives me robes without a spot.
+    My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray
+    Thy peace may bless my dying day.
+
+    12. And thus I live in God at peace
+      And die without a thought of fear,
+    Content to take what God decrees,
+      For through His Son my faith is clear.
+    His grace shall be in death my stay,
+    And peace shall bless my dying day.
+
+                Countess Emilie Juliane, 1686; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858, a.
+
+
+545
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    I fall asleep in Jesus’ wounds,
+    There pardon for my sins abounds;
+    Yea, Jesus’ blood and righteousness
+    My jewels are, my glorious dress,
+    Wherein before my God I’ll stand
+    When I shall reach the heavenly land.
+
+    2. With peace and joy I now depart,
+    God’s child I am with all my heart;
+    I thank thee, Death, thou leadest me
+    To that true life where I would be.
+    So cleansed by Christ, I fear not death.
+    Lord Jesus, strengthen Thou my faith!
+
+                   Probably Paul Eber, † 1569; C. Winkworth, 1869, tr., a.
+
+
+546
+
+                                                                7, 7, 7, 5
+
+    When the day of toil is done,
+    When the race of life is run,
+    Father, grant Thy wearied one
+      Rest forevermore.
+
+    2. When the strife of sin is stilled,
+    When the foe within is killed,
+    Be Thy gracious word fulfilled,
+      “Peace forevermore.”
+
+    3. When the darkness melts away
+    At the breaking of the day,
+    Bid us hail the cheering ray,
+      Light forevermore.
+
+    4. When the heart, by sorrow tried,
+    Feels at length its throbs subside,
+    Bring us where all tears are dried,
+      Joy forevermore.
+
+    5. When for vanished days we yearn,
+    Days that never can return,
+    Teach us in Thy love to learn
+      Love forevermore.
+
+    6. When the breath of life is flown,
+    When the grave must claim its own,
+    Lord of life, be ours Thy crown,—
+      Life forevermore.
+
+                                                        J. Ellerton, 1871.
+
+
+547
+
+                                                             10, 10, 5, 10
+
+    O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!
+    Who through death have unto God ascended!
+    Ye have arisen
+    From the cares which keep us still in prison.
+
+    2. We are still as in a dungeon living,
+    Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving;
+    Our undertakings
+    Are but toils and troubles and heartbreakings.
+
+    3. Ye, meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping,
+    Quiet, and set free from all our weeping;
+    No cross or sadness
+    There can hinder your untroubled gladness.
+
+    4. Christ has wiped away your tears forever;
+    Ye have that for which we still endeavor;
+    To you are chanted
+    Songs that ne’er to mortal ears were granted.
+
+    5. Ah! who would, then, not depart with gladness
+    To inherit heaven for earthly sadness?
+    Who here would languish
+    Longer in bewailing and in anguish?
+
+    6. Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us!
+    Lead us forth and cast this world behind us!
+    With Thee, th’ Anointed,
+    Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed.
+
+                                  S. Dach, 1635; H. W. Longfellow, tr., a.
+
+
+
+
+JUDGMENT.
+
+
+548
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    O’er the distant mountains breaking
+      Comes the redd’ning dawn of day;
+    Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking,
+      Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray;
+        |: ’Tis thy Savior, :|
+      On His bright returning way.
+
+    2. O Thou long-expected, weary
+      Waits my anxious soul for Thee;
+    Life is dark, and earth is dreary,
+      Where Thy light I do not see;
+        |: O my Savior, :|
+      When wilt Thou return to me?
+
+    3. Nearer is my soul’s salvation,
+      Spent the night, the day at hand;
+    Keep me in my lowly station,
+      Watching for Thee, till I stand,
+        |: O my Savior, :|
+      In Thy bright, Thy promised land.
+
+    4. With my lamp well trimmed and burning,
+      Swift to hear and loath to roam,
+    Watching for Thy glad returning
+      To restore me to my home.
+        |: Come, my Savior, :|
+      Thou hast promised: quickly come.
+
+                                                J. S. B. Monsell, 1863, a.
+
+
+549
+
+                                                    8, 9, 8, 6, 6, 4, 8, 8
+
+    Wake, awake, for night is flying,
+    The watchmen on the heights are crying:
+      Awake, Jerusalem, arise!
+    Midnight hears the welcome voices,
+    And at the thrilling cry rejoices;
+      O where are ye, ye virgins wise?
+    The Bridegroom comes, awake!
+    Your lamps with gladness take!
+      Hallelujah!
+    With bridal care Yourselves prepare
+    To meet the Bridegroom, who is near!
+
+    2. Zion hears the watchmen singing,
+    And all her heart with joy is springing,
+      She wakes, she rises from her gloom;
+    For her Lord comes down all glorious,
+    The strong in grace, in truth victorious,
+      Her Star is risen, her Light is come!
+    Now come, Thou Blessed One,
+    Lord Jesus, God’s own Son,
+      Hail! Hosanna!
+    The joyful call We answer all,
+    And follow to the nuptial hall.
+
+    3. Glory unto Thee be given,
+    By men and by the host of heaven,
+      With harp and cymbal’s clearest tone;
+    Of one pearl each shining portal,
+    Where we are with the choir immortal
+      Of angels round Thy dazzling throne.
+    Nor eye hath seen, nor ear
+    Hath yet attained to hear
+      Such great glory;
+    Therefore will we Eternally
+    Sing hymns of joy and praise to Thee.
+
+                                              Ph. Nicolai, 1599; Comp. tr.
+
+
+550
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Let thoughtless thousands choose the road
+    That leads the soul away from God;
+    This happiness, dear Lord, be mine,
+    To live and die entirely Thine.
+
+    2. On Christ, by faith, I fain would live,
+    From Him my life, my all, receive,
+    To Him devote my fleeting hours,
+    Serve Him alone with all my powers.
+
+    3. Christ is my everlasting All;
+    To Him I look, on Him I call;
+    He will my every want supply
+    In time and through eternity.
+
+    4. Soon will the Lord, my Life, appear;
+    Soon shall I end my trials here,
+    Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain;
+    To live is Christ, to die is gain.
+
+    5. Soon will the saints in glory meet,
+    Soon walk through every golden street,
+    And sing on every blissful plain,—
+    To live is Christ, to die is gain.
+
+                                                         J. Haskins, 1789.
+
+
+551
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    That day of wrath, that dreadful day,
+    When heaven and earth shall pass away!
+    What power shall be the sinner’s stay?
+    How shall he meet that dreadful day?
+
+    2. When, shriveling like a parchèd scroll,
+    The flaming heavens together roll;
+    When louder yet, and yet more dread,
+    Swells the high trump that wakes the dead:
+
+    3. Lord, on that day, that wrathful day,
+    When man to Judgment wakes from clay,
+    Be Thou the trembling sinner’s stay,
+    Though heaven and earth shall pass away.
+
+                      Thomas of Celano, 13th cent.; Walter Scott, 1805, a.
+
+
+552
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    The day is surely drawing near
+      When God’s Son, the Anointed,
+    Shall with great majesty appear
+      As Judge of all appointed.
+    All mirth and laughter then shall cease,
+    When flames on flames will still increase,
+      As the Apostle teacheth.
+
+    2. A trumpet loud shall then resound,
+      And all the earth be shaken;
+    Then all who in their graves are found
+      Shall from their sleep awaken;
+    But all that live shall in that hour
+    By the Almighty’s boundless power
+      Be changed at His commanding.
+
+    3. A book is opened then to all,
+      A record truly telling
+    What each hath done, both great and small,
+      When he on earth was dwelling;
+    And every heart be clearly seen,
+    And all be known as they have been,
+      In thoughts and words and actions.
+
+    4. Then woe to those who scorned the Lord
+      And sought but carnal pleasures,
+    Who here despised His precious Word
+      And loved their earthly treasures!
+    With shame and trembling they will stand
+    And at the Judge’s stern command
+      To Satan be delivered.
+
+    5. O Jesus, who my debt didst pay
+      And for my sin wast smitten,
+    Within the book of life, O may
+      My name be also written!
+    I will not doubt; I trust in Thee,
+    From Satan Thou hast made me free
+      And from all condemnation.
+
+    6. Therefore my Intercessor be,
+      And for Thy bloody merit
+    Declare my name from judgment free,
+      With all who life inherit;
+    That I may see Thee face to face
+    With all Thy saints in that blest place
+      Which Thou for us hast purchased.
+
+    7. O Jesus Christ, do not delay,
+      But hasten our salvation!
+    We often tremble on our way
+      In fear and tribulation.
+    Then hear us when we cry to Thee;
+    Come, mighty Judge, and make us free
+      From every evil! Amen.
+
+                          B. Ringwaldt, † 1599; P. A. Peter, 1880, tr., a.
+
+
+553
+
+                                                       8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
+
+    Great God, what do I see and hear?
+      The end of things created;
+    The Judge of mankind doth appear
+      On clouds of glory seated;
+    The trumpet sounds; the graves restore
+    The dead which they contained before:
+      Prepare, my soul, to meet Him.
+
+    2. The dead in Christ shall first arise
+      At the last trumpet’s sounding,
+    Caught up to meet Him in the skies;
+      With joy their Lord surrounding;
+    No gloomy fears their souls dismay;
+    His presence sheds eternal day
+      On those prepared to meet Him.
+
+    3. But sinners, filled with guilty fears,
+      Behold His wrath prevailing,
+    For they shall rise and find their tears
+      And sighs are unavailing;
+    The day of grace is past and gone;
+    Trembling they stand before the throne,
+      All unprepared to meet Him.
+
+    4. O Christ, who diedst and yet dost live,
+      To me impart Thy merit;
+    My pardon seal, my sins forgive,
+      And cleanse me by Thy Spirit.
+    Beneath Thy cross I view the day
+    When heaven and earth shall pass away,
+      And thus prepare to meet Thee.
+
+                                                      W. B. Collyer, 1812.
+
+
+554
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    And will the Judge descend?
+      And must the dead arise
+    And not a single soul escape
+      His all-discerning eyes?
+
+    2. And from His righteous lips
+      Shall this dread sentence sound;
+    And, through the numerous guilty throng,
+      Spread black despair around?
+
+    3. “Depart from Me, accursed,
+      To everlasting flame,
+    For rebel angels first prepared,
+      Where mercy never came.”
+
+    4. How will my heart endure
+      The terrors of that day,
+    When earth and heaven before His face
+      Astonished shrink away?
+
+    5. But ere that trumpet shakes
+      The mansions of the dead,
+    Hark, from the Gospel’s cheering sound
+      What joyful tidings spread!
+
+    6. Ye sinners, seek His grace
+      Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
+    Fly to the shelter of His cross
+      And find salvation there.
+
+                                                 Philip Doddridge, † 1751.
+
+
+555
+
+                                                                    8s 3 l
+
+    Day of wrath, that day of mourning!
+    See fulfilled the Prophet’s warning,
+    Heaven and earth in ashes burning!
+
+    2. O what fear man’s bosom rendeth
+    When from heaven the Judge descendeth
+    On whose sentence all dependeth!
+
+    3. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth,
+    Through earth’s sepulchers it ringeth,
+    All before the throne it bringeth.
+
+    4. Death is struck and nature quaking;
+    All creation is awaking,
+    To its Judge an answer making.
+
+    5. Lo, the book, exactly worded,
+    Wherein all hath been recorded;
+    Thence shall judgment be awarded.
+
+    6. When the Judge His seat attaineth,
+    And each hidden deed arraigneth,
+    Nothing unavenged remaineth.
+
+    7. What shall I, frail man, be pleading?
+    Who for me be interceding,
+    When the just are mercy needing?
+
+    8. King of majesty tremendous,
+    Who dost free salvation send us,
+    Fount of pity, then befriend us!
+
+    9. Think, kind Jesus! my salvation
+    Caused Thy wondrous incarnation;
+    Leave me not to reprobation!
+
+    10. Faint and weary Thou hast sought me,
+    On the cross of suffering bought me;
+    Shall such grace in vain be brought me?
+
+    11. Righteous Judge of retribution,
+    Grant Thy gift of absolution
+    Ere that day’s dread execution.
+
+    12. Guilty, now I pour my moaning,
+    All my shame with anguish owning:
+    Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning!
+
+    13. Thou the women gav’st remission,
+    Heard’st the dying thief’s petition;
+    Hopeless else were my condition.
+
+    14. Worthless are my prayers and sighing,
+    Yet, good Lord, in grace complying,
+    Rescue me from fires undying!
+
+    15. With Thy favored sheep, O place me!
+    Nor amid the goats abase me;
+    But to Thy right hand upraise me.
+
+    16. While the wicked are confounded,
+    Doomed to flames of woe unbounded,
+    Call me, with Thy saints surrounded.
+
+    17. Bows my heart in meek submission,
+    Strewn with ashes of contrition.
+    Succor Thou my lost condition!
+
+    18. Day of sorrow, day of weeping,
+    When, in dust no longer sleeping,
+    Man awakes in Thy dread keeping!
+
+    19. To the rest Thou didst prepare me,
+    On Thy cross, O Christ, upbear me!
+    Spare, O God, in mercy spare me!
+
+                     Thomas of Celano, c. 1250; W. J. Irons, tr., 1848, a.
+
+
+
+
+HEAVEN.
+
+
+556
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Jerusalem the golden,
+      With milk and honey blest!
+    Beneath thy contemplation
+      Sink heart and voice opprest.
+    I know not, O I know not
+      What joys await us there,
+    What radiancy of glory,
+      What bliss beyond compare!
+
+    2. There is the throne of David;
+      And there, from care released,
+    The songs of them that triumph,
+      The shout of them that feast;
+    And they who, with their Leader,
+      Have conquered in the fight,
+    Forever and forever,
+      Are clad in robes of white!
+
+    3. Exult, O dust and ashes!
+      The Lord shall be thy Part;
+    His only, His forever,
+      Thou shalt be and thou art!
+    Jesus, in mercy bring us
+      Soon to that land of rest;
+    Who art, with God the Father
+      And Spirit, ever blest!
+
+                     Bernard of Cluny, 12th cent.; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851.
+
+
+557
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    Brief life is here our portion;
+      Brief sorrow, short-lived care;
+    The life that knows no ending,
+      The tearless life, is there.
+    O happy retribution!
+      Short toil, eternal rest;
+    For mortals and for sinners
+      A mansion with the blest!
+
+    2. And now we fight the battle,
+      But then shall wear the crown
+    Of full and everlasting
+      And passionless renown;
+    And now we watch and struggle,
+      And now we live in hope,
+    And Zion in her anguish
+      With Babylon must cope.
+
+    3. But He whom now we trust in
+      Shall then be seen and known;
+    And they that know and see Him
+      Shall have Him for their own.
+    And there is David’s fountain
+      And life in fullest glow;
+    And there the light is golden,
+      And milk and honey flow.
+
+    4. The morning shall awaken,
+      And shadows shall decay,
+    And each true-hearted servant
+      Shall shine as doth the day;
+    Yes! God, my King and Portion,
+      In fulness of His grace,
+    We then shall see forever
+      And worship face to face.
+
+    5. O sweet and blessed country,
+      The home of God’s elect!
+    O sweet and blessed country
+      That eager hearts expect!
+    Jesus, in mercy bring us
+      To that dear land of rest;
+    Who art, with God the Father
+      And Spirit, ever blest.
+
+                     Bernard of Cluny, 12th cent.; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851.
+
+
+558
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    Jerusalem, my happy home,
+      Name ever dear to me,
+    When shall my labors have an end
+      In joy and peace and thee?
+
+    2. When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls
+      And pearly gates behold;
+    Thy bulwarks with salvation strong
+      And streets of shining gold?
+
+    3. O when, thou city of my God,
+      Shall I thy courts ascend,
+    Where evermore the angels sing,
+      Where sabbaths have no end?
+
+    4. There happier bowers than Eden’s bloom,
+      Nor sin nor sorrow know;
+    Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes
+      I onward press to you.
+
+    5. Why should I shrink from pain and woe
+      Or feel at death dismay?
+    I’ve Canaan’s goodly land in view
+      And realms of endless day.
+
+    6. Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there
+      Around my Savior stand;
+    And soon my friends in Christ below
+      Will join the glorious band.
+
+                                        From an ancient hymn, anon., 1801.
+
+
+559
+
+                                                  10, 6, 10, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    Jerusalem, thou city fair and high,
+      Would God I were in thee!
+    My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly,
+      It will not stay with me;
+    Far over vale and mountain,
+      Far over field and plain,
+    It hastes to seek its Fountain
+      And quit this world of pain.
+
+    2. O happy day, and yet far happier hour,
+      When wilt thou come at last,
+    When fearless to my Father’s love and power,
+      Whose promise standeth fast,
+    My soul I gladly render?
+      For surely will His hand
+    Lead her, with guidance tender,
+      To heaven, her fatherland.
+
+    3. A moment’s space, and gently, wondrously,
+      Released from earthly ties,
+    Elijah’s chariot bears her up to thee,
+      Through all these lower skies
+    To yonder shining regions,
+      While down to meet her come
+    The blessed angel legions
+      And bid her welcome home.
+
+    4. O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold
+      The gates of grace to me!
+    How many a time I longed for thee of old,
+      Ere yet I was set free
+    From yon dark life of sadness,
+      Yon world of shadowy naught,
+    And God had given the gladness,
+      The heritage I sought.
+
+    5. O what the tribe, or what the glorious host,
+      Comes sweeping swiftly down?
+    The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most,
+      The Church’s brightest crown,
+    Our Lord hath sent to meet me,
+      As in the far-off years
+    Their words oft came to greet me
+      In yonder land of tears.
+
+    6. The patriarchs’ and prophets’ noble train,
+      With all Christ’s followers true,
+    Who bore the cross and could the worst disdain
+      That tyrants dared to do,
+    I see them shine forever,
+      All glorious as the sun,
+    Mid light that fadeth never,
+      Their perfect freedom won.
+
+    7. And when within that lovely paradise
+      At last I safely dwell,
+    From out my soul what songs of bliss shall rise,
+      What joy my lips shall tell,
+    While holy saints are singing
+      Hosannas o’er and o’er,
+    Pure hallelujahs ringing
+      Around me evermore!
+
+    8. Innumerous choirs before the shining throne
+      Their joyful anthems raise,
+    Till heaven’s glad halls are echoing with the tone
+      Of that great hymn of praise,
+    And all its host rejoices,
+      And all its blessed throng
+    Unite their myriad voices
+      In one eternal song.
+
+                                J. M. Meyfart, 1626; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+560
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    There is a land of pure delight,
+      Where saints immortal reign;
+    Eternal day excludes the night,
+      And pleasures banish pain.
+
+    2. There everlasting spring abides,
+      And never-withering flowers;
+    Death, like a narrow sea, divides
+      This heavenly land from ours.
+
+    3. Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood,
+      Stand dressed in living green;
+    So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
+      While Jordan rolled between.
+
+    4. But timorous mortals start and shrink
+      To cross this narrow sea,
+    And linger, shivering, on the brink
+      And fear to launch away.
+
+    5. O could we make our doubts remove,
+      Those gloomy doubts that rise,
+    And view the Canaan that we love,
+      With unbeclouded eyes:
+
+    6. Could we but climb where Moses stood
+      And view the landscape o’er,
+    Not Jordan’s stream nor death’s cold flood
+      Should fright us from the shore.
+
+                                                        Isaac Watts, 1707.
+
+
+561
+
+                                                    8, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6
+
+    O Paradise, O Paradise,
+      Who doth not crave for rest?
+    Who would not seek the happy land
+      Where they that loved are blest;
+    Where loyal hearts, and true,
+      Stand ever in the light,
+    All rapture through and through,
+      In God’s most holy sight?
+
+    2. O Paradise, O Paradise,
+      The world is growing old;
+    Who would not be at rest and free
+      Where love is never cold;
+    Where loyal hearts, and true,
+      Stand ever in the light,
+    All rapture through and through,
+      In God’s most holy sight?
+
+    3. O Paradise, O Paradise,
+      I greatly long to see
+    The special place my dearest Lord
+      In love prepares for me;
+    Where loyal hearts, and true,
+      Stand ever in the light,
+    All rapture through and through,
+      In God’s most holy sight.
+
+    4. Lord Jesus, King of Paradise,
+      Oh, keep me in Thy love
+    And guide me to that happy land
+      Of perfect rest above,
+    Where loyal hearts, and true,
+      Stand ever in the light,
+    All rapture through and through,
+      In God’s most holy sight.
+
+                                                        F. W. Faber, 1862.
+
+
+562
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    The Homeland! O the Homeland!
+      The land of souls free born!
+    No gloomy night is known there,
+      But aye the fadeless morn.
+    I’m sighing for that country,
+      My heart is aching here;
+    There is no pain in the Homeland,
+      To which I’m drawing near.
+
+    2. My Lord is in the Homeland,
+      With angels bright and fair;
+    No sinful thing nor evil,
+      Can ever enter there.
+    The music of the ransomed
+      Is ringing in my ears;
+    And when I think of the Homeland,
+      My eyes are wet with tears.
+
+    3. For loved ones in the Homeland
+      Are waiting me to come
+    Where neither death nor sorrow
+      Invades their holy home.
+    O dear, dear native country!
+      O rest and peace above!
+    Christ bring us all to the Homeland
+      Of His eternal love.
+
+                                                       H. R. Haweis, 1855.
+
+
+563
+
+                                                    6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4
+
+    I’m but a stranger here,
+      Heav’n is my home;
+    Earth is a desert drear,
+      Heav’n is my home;
+    Danger and sorrow stand
+    Round me on every hand;
+    Heav’n is my fatherland,
+      Heav’n is my home.
+
+    2. What though the tempest rage,
+      Heav’n is my home;
+    Short is my pilgrimage,
+      Heav’n is my home;
+    And time’s wild wintry blast
+    Soon shall be overpast;
+    I shall reach home at last,—
+      Heav’n is my home.
+
+    3. There at my Savior’s side—
+      Heav’n is my home—
+    I shall be glorified,—
+      Heav’n is my home.
+    There are the good and blest,
+    Those I love most and best;
+    And there I, too, shall rest,—
+      Heav’n is my home.
+
+    4. Therefore I murmur not—
+      Heav’n is my home—
+    Whate’er my earthly lot,—
+      Heav’n is my home;
+    And I shall surely stand
+    There at my Lord’s right hand,—
+    Heav’n is my fatherland,
+      Heav’n is my home.
+
+                                                    T. R. Taylor, 1836, a.
+
+
+564
+
+                                                             8, 6, 8, 8, 6
+
+    There is an hour of peaceful rest,
+      To mourning wanderers given;
+    There is a joy for souls distrest,
+    A balm for every wounded breast:
+      ’Tis found above—in heaven.
+
+    2. There is a soft, a downy bed,
+      ’Tis fair as breath of even;
+    A couch for weary mortals spread
+    Where they may rest the aching head
+      And find repose—in heaven.
+
+    3. There is a home for weary souls,
+      By sin and sorrow driven,—
+    When tossed on life’s tempestuous shoals,
+    Where storms arise and ocean rolls,
+      And all is drear—but heaven.
+
+    4. There faith lifts up her cheerful eye,
+      To brighter prospects given;
+    And views the tempest passing by,
+    The evening shadows quickly fly,
+      And all serene—in heaven.
+
+    5. There fragrant flowers immortal bloom,
+      And joys supreme are given;
+    There rays divine disperse the gloom;
+    Beyond the confines of the tomb
+      Appears the dawn of heaven.
+
+                                                       W. B. Tappan, 1818.
+
+
+565
+
+                                                                 9, 8, 6 l
+
+    A slumber I know, in Jesus’ name,
+      A rest from all toil and sorrow;
+    Earth tenderly takes my weary frame
+      To sleep till the blissful morrow;
+    In heaven my soul with God abides,
+    Forgotten are cares and trials.
+
+    2. An even I know, serene and blest,
+      And oft is my spirit longing,
+    When, weary and worn, it finds no rest
+      While woes on the way are thronging;
+    Oft longing to see the journey’s end,
+    And rest in a blissful slumber.
+
+    3. A morning I know, so bright and fair,
+      When tidings of joy shall wake us,
+    When anthems from high shall fill the air
+      And God to His glory take us;
+    When Jesus shall bid us rise from sleep—
+    How joyous that hour of awaking!
+
+    4. Oh, dear is that morning fair to me!
+      And oft, o’er the mountains beaming,
+    In spirit its heavenly light I see,
+      As golden the peaks are gleaming.
+    For joy I must sing as birds at dawn
+    Their carols in lofty lindens.
+
+    5. The Savior then comes unto our graves;
+      His mighty command is given.
+    Then break from the deep the ocean waves,
+      Each tomb and restraint is riven.
+    All earth hears the cry, Ye dead, come forth!
+    In glory we go to meet Him.
+
+                                                   M. B. Landstad, † 1880.
+
+
+566
+
+                                                                   8s 10 l
+
+    Yes, there remaineth still a rest!
+      Arise, sad heart, that darkly pines,
+    By heavy care and pain opprest,
+      On whom no sun of gladness shines;
+    Look to the Lamb! In yon bright fields
+    Thou’lt know the joy His presence yields.
+      Cast off thy load and thither haste;
+    Soon shalt thou fight and bleed no more,
+    Soon, soon thy weary course be o’er,
+      And deep the rest thou then shalt taste.
+
+    2. The rest appointed thee of God,
+      The rest that naught shall break or move,
+    That ere this earth by man was trod,
+      Was set apart for thee by Love.
+    Our Savior gave His life to win
+    This rest for thee; O enter in!
+      Hear how His voice sounds far and wide,
+    “Ye weary souls, no more delay,
+    Loiter not faithless by the way;
+      Here in My peace and rest abide!”
+
+    3. Ye heavy-laden, come to Him!
+      Ye who are bent with many a load,
+    Come from your prisons drear and dim,
+      Toil thus not sadly on your road!
+    Ye’ve borne the burden of the day,
+    And hear ye not the Savior say:
+      “I am your Refuge and your Rest”?
+    His children ye, of heavenly birth,
+    Howe’er may rage sin, hell, or earth,
+      Here ye are safe, here calmly blest.
+
+    4. O what contentment fills the breast
+      Of wanderers through the desert plains
+    If they have found a place to rest,
+      To quench their thirst and cure their pains!
+    How welcome is a humble bed,
+    Where they may rest their weary head,
+      To persons that are sick and sore!
+    Such hours of sweet repose soon fly.
+    But there remains a rest on high
+      Where we shall rest forevermore.
+
+    5. Yonder in joy the sheaves we bring,
+      Whose seed was sown on earth in tears;
+    There in our Father’s house we sing
+      The song too sweet for mortal ears.
+    Sorrow and sighing all are past,
+    And pain and death are fled at last.
+      There with the lamb of God we dwell,
+    He leads us to the crystal river,
+    He wipes away all tears forever;
+      What there is ours no tongue can tell.
+
+    6. Nor thirst nor hunger pains us there,
+      The time of recompense is come,
+    Nor cold nor scorching heat we bear,
+      We’re sheltered in our Savior’s home.
+    The Lamb is in the midst; and those
+    Who followed Him through shame and woes
+      Are crowned with honor, joy, and peace.
+    The dry bones gather life again,
+    One Sabbath over all shall reign,
+      Wherein all toil and labor cease.
+
+    7. There is untroubled calm and light,
+      No gnawing care shall mar our rest;
+    Ye weary, heed this word aright;
+      Come, lean upon your Savior’s breast!
+    Fain would I linger here no more,
+    Fain to yon happier world upsoar,
+      And join that bright, expectant band.
+    O raise, my soul, the joyful song
+    That rings through yon triumphant throng;
+      Thy perfect rest is nigh at hand.
+
+                                  J. S. Kunth, 1733; C. Winkworth, tr., a.
+
+
+567
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    “Forever with the Lord!”
+      Amen! so let it be;
+    Life from the dead is in that word,
+      ’Tis immortality.
+
+    2. Here in the body pent,
+      Absent from Him I roam,
+    Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
+      A day’s march nearer home.
+
+    3. My Father’s house on high,
+      Home of my soul! how near
+    At times to faith’s foreseeing eye
+      The golden gates appear!
+
+    4. Ah! then my spirit faints
+      To reach the land I love,
+    The bright inheritance of saints,
+      Jerusalem above!
+
+    5. “Forever with the Lord!”
+      Father, if ’tis Thy will,
+    The promise of that faithful word
+      E’en here to me fulfil.
+
+    6. Be Thou at my right hand,
+      Then I can never fail;
+    Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand;
+      Fight, and I must prevail.
+
+    7. So when my latest breath
+      Shall rend the veil in twain,
+    By death I shall escape from death
+      And life eternal gain.
+
+    8. Knowing as I am known,
+      How shall I love that word
+    And oft repeat before the throne,
+      “Forever with the Lord!”
+
+                                                   James Montgomery, 1835.
+
+
+
+
+CHANTS.
+
+
+568
+
+Gloria in Excelsis.
+
+    _Congregation_:—
+
+Glory be to | God on high, | and on earth | peace, good | will toward |
+men! ||
+
+    _Choir or Congregation_:—
+
+We | praise Thee, we | bless Thee, we | wor-ship | Thee, we | glo-ri-fy
+| Thee, we | give thanks to | Thee for Thy great | glo-ry. O | Lord God,
+| heavenly King, | God the Fa-ther Al- | might-y! O | Lord the only-be-
+| got-ten Son, | Jesus Christ, | O Lord God, Thou | Lamb of God, Son |
+of the Fa-ther, | that tak-est a- | way the sin of the | world, have |
+mer-cy up- | on us! || Thou, that | tak-est a-way the | sin of the world,
+re-| ceive our | prayer! Thou that | sit-test at the | right hand of
+| God the | Father, have | mer-cy up- | on us! For | Thou on-ly art |
+ho-ly, Thou | on-ly art the | Lord, Thou | on-ly, O | Christ, with the |
+Ho-ly | Ghost, | art most | high in the | glo-ry of | God the | Fa-ther.
+| A- | men.
+
+
+569
+
+Levavi Oculos.
+
+1. I will lift up mine _eyes_ un- | to the | hills || From _whence_ |
+com-eth | my — | help.
+
+2. My help _com_eth | from the | Lord || Who hath | made — | heaven and |
+earth.
+
+3. He will not _suf_fer thy | foot to be | moved. || _He_ that | keepeth
+thee | will not | slumber.
+
+4. Behold, _He_ that | keep-eth | Israel || _Shall_ | nei-ther | slumber
+nor | sleep.
+
+5. The _Lord_ Him- | self is thy | Keeper: || The _Lord_ is thy De- |
+fense up-on | thy right | hand,
+
+6. So that the sun shall not _burn_ | thee by | day || _Nor_ the | moon —
+| by — | night.
+
+7. The Lord shall pre_serve_ thee | from all | evil || _He_ | shall pre-
+| serve thy | soul.
+
+8. The Lord shall preserve thy going _out_ and thy | coming | in || From
+_this_ time | forth for- | ev-er- | more.
+
+Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly |
+Ghost,
+
+As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_
+without | end! — _A-_ — | _men_.
+
+
+570
+
+Benedictus.
+
+1. Blessed be the Lord _God_ of | Is-ra- | el, || for He hath _visit_ed |
+and re- | deem-ed His | people:
+
+2. And hath raised up a _mighty_ sal- | va-tion | for us || in the
+_house_ | of His | servant | David;
+
+3. As He spake by the _mouth_ of His | ho-ly | prophets || which have
+_been_ | since the | world be- | gan;
+
+4. That we should be _saved_ | from our | enemies || and from the _hand_
+of | all that | hate — | us;
+
+5. To perform the mercy _promis_ed to | our fore- | fathers, || and to
+re_mem_ber His | ho-ly | Cov-e- | nant:
+
+6. To perform the oath which He sware to our fore-_fa_ther | A-bra- | ham
+|| that | He would | give —| us;
+
+7. That we, being delivered out of the _hand_ of our | en-e- | mies, ||
+might _serve_ | Him with- | out — | fear,
+
+8. In holiness and _right_eous- | ness be- | fore Him || _all_ the | days
+of | our — | life.
+
+9. And thou, child, shalt be called the _prophet_ | of the | Highest, ||
+for thou shalt go before the face of the _Lord_ | to pre- | pare His |
+ways;
+
+10. To give knowledge of sal_va_tion | unto His | people || _for_ the re-
+| mis-sion | of their | sins,
+
+11. Through the tender _mer_cy | of our | God || whereby the Day-spring
+_from_ on | high hath | visit-ed | us;
+
+12. To give light to them that sit in darkness and _in_ the | shadow of |
+death || and to guide our _feet_ | into the | way of | peace.
+
+Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly |
+Ghost,
+
+As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ever | shall be, || _world_
+without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_.
+
+
+571
+
+Te Deum Laudamus.
+
+1. We _praise_ | Thee, O | God, || we ac_knowl_edge | Thee to | be the |
+Lord.
+
+2. All the _earth_ doth | wor-ship | Thee, || _the_ | Fa-ther | ev-er- |
+lasting.
+
+3. To Thee all _an_gels | cry a- | loud, || the _Heavens_ and | all the |
+powers there- | in.
+
+4. To Thee cheru_bim_ and | Ser-a- | phim || _con-_ | tin-ual- | ly do |
+cry,
+
+5. _Ho_ly | ho-ly | holy, || _Lord_ | God of | Sab-a- | oth;
+
+6. Heaven and earth are _full_ of the | maj-es- | ty || _of_ | Thy — |
+glo- — | ry.
+
+7. The glorious _com_pany | of the a- | postles || _praise_ | — — | — — |
+Thee.
+
+8. The goodly _fel_lowship | of the | prophets || _praise_ | — — | — — |
+Thee.
+
+9. The _no_ble | army of | martyrs || _praise_ | — — | — — | Thee.
+
+10. The holy _Church_ throughout | all the | world || _doth_ | — ac- |
+knowl-edge | Thee;
+
+11. _The_ | Fa- — ther || _of_ an | in-finite | maj-es | ty;
+
+12. _Thine_ a- | dor-able, | true, || _and_ | on- — | — ly | Son;
+
+13. Al_so_ the | Holy | Ghost, || _the_ | Com- — | fort- — | er.
+
+14. _Thou_ art the King of | Glory, || O | — — | — — | Christ!
+
+15. Thou art the _ev_er- | last-ing | Son || _of_ | — the | Fa- — | ther.
+
+16. When Thou tookest upon _Thee_ to de- | liv-er | man, || Thou didst
+humble Thy_self_ to be | born — | of a | virgin.
+
+17. When Thou hadst over_come_ the | sharpness of | death, || Thou didst
+open the _king_dom of | heaven to | all be- | lievers.
+
+18. Thou sittest at the _right_ | hand of | God || _in_ the | glo-ry | of
+the | Father.
+
+19. We be_lieve_ that | Thou shalt | come || _to_ | be — | our — | Judge.
+
+20. We therefore _pray_ Thee, | Help Thy | servants, || whom Thou hast
+_redeem_ed | with Thy | precious | blood!
+
+21. Make them to be _num_bered | with Thy | saints || _in_ | glo-ry |
+ev-er- | lasting.
+
+22. O _Lord_, | save Thy | people || _and_ | bless Thine | her-it- | age!
+
+23. _Gov-_ | — ern | them || _and_ | lift them | up for- | ever!
+
+24. _Day_ | by — | day || _we_ | mag-ni | fy — | Thee;
+
+25. _And_ we | worship Thy | name || _ev_er, | world with- | out — | end.
+
+26. _Vouch-_ | safe, O | Lord, || to keep _us_ this | day with- | out — |
+sin.
+
+27. O _Lord_, have | mercy up- | on us, || _have_ | mercy up- | on — us!
+
+28. O Lord, let Thy _mer_cy | be up- | on us, || _as_ our | trust — | is
+in | Thee.
+
+29. O Lord, in _Thee_ | have I | trusted; || _let_ me | nev-er | be con-
+| founded!
+
+
+572
+
+Magnificat.
+
+1. My soul doth _mag_ni- | fy the | Lord, || and my spirit _hath_ re- |
+joiced in | God, my | Savior.
+
+2. _For_ He | hath re- | garded || the _low_li- | ness | of | His hand- |
+maiden.
+
+3. _For_, be- | hold, from | henceforth || all _gen_er- | a-tions shall |
+call me | blessed.
+
+4. For He that is _mighty_ hath | magni-fied | me, || _and_ | ho-ly | is
+His | name.
+
+5. And His mer_cy_ is on | them that | fear Him || _through-_ | out all |
+gen-er- | ations.
+
+6. He hath showed _strength_ | with His | arm; || He hath scattered the
+proud in the im_ag_i- | na-tion | of their | hearts.
+
+7. He hath put down the _mighty_ | from their | seats || and _hath_ ex- |
+alted the | humble and | meek.
+
+8. He hath filled the _hun_gry | with good | things, || and the _rich_ He
+hath | sent — | empty a- | way.
+
+9. He, remembering His mercy, hath holpen His _ser_vant | Is-ra- | el,
+|| as He promised to our fore-fathers, Abra_ham_ | and his | seed for- |
+ever.
+
+Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly |
+Ghost,
+
+As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_
+without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_.
+
+
+573
+
+Dominus Regit Me.
+
+1. The _Lord_ | is my | Shepherd, || I | shall | not | want.
+
+2. He maketh me to lie _down_ in | green | pastures; || He leadeth _me_
+be- | side the | still — | waters.
+
+3. _He_ re- | storeth my | soul; || He leadeth me in the paths of
+righteous_ness_ | for His | name’s | sake.
+
+4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of _death_, I will
+| fear no | evil; || for Thou art with me; Thy _rod_ and Thy | staff,
+they | comfort | me.
+
+5. Thou preparest a table before me in the _pres_ence | of mine |
+enemies; || Thou anointest my head with _oil_; my | cup | run-neth | over.
+
+6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the _days_ | of my |
+life, || and I will dwell in the _house_ | of the | Lord for- | ever.
+
+Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly |
+Ghost,
+
+As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_
+without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_.
+
+
+574
+
+De Profundis.
+
+1. Out of the deep have I called unto _Thee_, O | Lord! || _Lord_, hear
+my | voice!
+
+2. O let Thine ears con_sid_er | well || the voice of _my_ com- | plaint.
+
+3. If Thou, Lord, wilt be extreme to mark what is _done_ a- | miss, || O
+Lord, who _may_ a- | bide it?
+
+4. For there is mer_cy_ with | Thee; || therefore shalt _Thou_ be |
+feared.
+
+5. I look for the Lord; my soul doth _wait_ for | Him; || in His _Word_
+is my | trust.
+
+6. My soul _fleeth_ unto the | Lord || before the morning watch, I say,
+before the _morn_ing | watch.
+
+7. O Israel, trust in the Lord; for with the _Lord_ there is | mercy, ||
+and with Him is plent_eous_ re- | demption.
+
+8. And He shall re_deem_ Isra- | el || from _all_ his sins.
+
+Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly |
+Ghost,
+
+As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_
+without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_.
+
+
+575
+
+Venite, Exultemus.
+
+1. O come, let us sing | unto the | Lord; || let us make a joyful noise
+to the | Rock of | our sal- | vation!
+
+2. Let us come before His presence | with thanks- | giving, || and make a
+joyful | noise unto | Him with | psalms.
+
+3. For the Lord is a | great | God || and a great | King a- | bove all |
+gods.
+
+4. In His hand are the deep places | of the | earth; || the strength of
+the | hills is | His | also.
+
+5. The sea is His, and | He | made it; || and His hands | form-ed | the |
+dry | land.
+
+6. O come, let us worship | and bow | down; || let us kneel be- | fore
+the | Lord, our | Maker!
+
+7. For He | is our | God, || and we are the people of His pasture | and
+the | sheep of His | hand.
+
+Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly |
+Ghost,
+
+As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_
+without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_.
+
+
+576
+
+The Lord’s Prayer.
+
+1. Our Fa_ther_ which | art in | heaven! || _Hal_lowed | be — | Thy — |
+name.
+
+2. _Thy_ | kingdom | come. || Thy will be done in _earth_ | as it | is in
+| heaven.
+
+3. Give us this _day_ our | daily | bread. || And forgive us our _debts_
+as | we for- | give our | debtors.
+
+4. And lead us _not_ | into temp- | tation, || but de- | liv-er | us from
+| evil.
+
+5. For Thine is the king_dom_ and the | power and the | glory || _for-_ |
+ever. | _A-_ — | _men_.
+
+
+577
+
+The Beatitudes.
+
+1. Bless_ed_ are the | poor in | spirit, || _for_ | theirs is the |
+kingdom of | heaven.
+
+2. Bless_ed_ are | they that | mourn, || _for_ | they — | shall be |
+comforted.
+
+3. Bless_ed_ | are the | meek, || _for_ | they shall in- | herit the |
+earth.
+
+4. Blessed are they which do hunger and _thirst_ after | right-eous- |
+ness, || _for_ | they — | shall be | filled.
+
+5. Bless_ed_ are the | mer-ci- | ful, || _for_ | they shall ob- | tain |
+mercy.
+
+6. Bless_ed_ are the | pure in | heart, || _for_ | they shall | see | God.
+
+7. Bless_ed_ are the | peace- | makers, || for they shall be _call_ed the
+| children | of | God.
+
+8. Blessed are they which are persecut_ed_ for | righteous-ness’ | sake,
+|| _for_ | theirs is the | kingdom of | heaven.
+
+9. Blessed are ye when men shall revile _you_, and | perse-cute | you, ||
+and shall say all manner of evil _against_ you | false-ly | for My | sake.
+
+10. Rejoice and be exceeding glad, for great is _your_ re- | ward in |
+heaven; || for so persecuted _they_ the | prophets which | were be- |
+fore you.
+
+Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly |
+Ghost,
+
+As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_
+without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_.
+
+
+
+
+DOXOLOGIES.
+
+
+578
+
+                                                                     L. M.
+
+    Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
+    Praise Him, all creatures here below;
+    Praise Him above, ye heavenly host:
+    Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!
+
+
+579
+
+                                                                 L. M. 6 l
+
+    To God the Father, God the Son,
+    And God the Spirit, Three in One,
+    Be glory in the highest given
+    By all on earth and all in heaven,
+    As was through ages heretofore,
+    Is now, and shall be evermore.
+
+
+580
+
+                                                                     C. M.
+
+    To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
+      The God whom we adore,
+    Be glory as it was, is now,
+      And shall be evermore.
+
+
+581
+
+                                                                6, 5, 6, 5
+
+    Father, Son, and Spirit,
+      Endless One in Three,
+    Now, henceforth, forever,
+      Glory be to Thee!
+
+
+582
+
+                                                                7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    To Father, Son, and Spirit,
+      Eternal One and Three,
+    As was and is forever,
+      All praise and glory be.
+
+
+583
+
+                                                      TROCHAIC, 7, 6, 7, 6
+
+    Glory be to God Most High,
+      Glory to the Savior,
+    Glory to the Holy Ghost,
+      Now, henceforth, forever.
+
+
+584
+
+                                                                 7, 6, 8 l
+
+    O mighty God and holy,
+      Fount of unchanging grace,
+    Whose mercy ever shineth—
+      The brightness of Thy face;
+    To Thee all praise and glory,
+      Thou God of love and might:
+    The Father, Son, and Spirit—
+      Thou uncreated Light!
+
+
+585
+
+                                                                        7s
+
+    Thee, eternal God Most High,
+    Thee we laud and magnify;
+    Glorious o’er the heavenly host—
+    Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
+
+
+586
+
+                                                              TROCHAIC, 7s
+
+    Holy Father, holy Son,
+    Holy Spirit, Three in One!
+    Glory, as of old, to Thee
+    Now and evermore shall be.
+
+
+587
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    To God the Father, Son,
+      And Spirit, One in Three,
+    Be glory as it was, is now,
+      And shall forever be.
+
+
+588
+
+                                                  6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
+
+    O Blessed, Holy One!
+      All worship, praise, and love
+    To Thee—the Father, Son,
+      And Spirit—God above!
+    Let earth and heaven with one accord
+    Sing Thine eternal glory, Lord!
+
+
+589
+
+                                                                     S. M.
+
+    Eternal, holy Lord!
+      Thy name we glorify—
+    The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost—
+      Jehovah, God Most High!
+
+
+590
+
+                                                                8, 7, 8, 7
+
+    Praise the Father, earth and heaven,
+      Praise the Son, the Spirit praise,
+    As it was, and is, be given
+      Glory through eternal days.
+
+
+591
+
+                                                                 8, 7, 6 l
+
+    Praise and honor to the Father,
+      Praise and honor to the Son,
+    Praise and honor to the Spirit,
+      Ever Three and ever One,
+    One in might and one in glory
+      While eternal ages run.
+
+
+592
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7
+
+    Glory be to God the Father,
+      Glory be to God the Son,
+    Glory be to God the Spirit,
+      Great Jehovah, Three in One:
+        Glory, glory,
+      While eternal ages run.
+
+
+593
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7
+
+    Great Jehovah, we adore Thee,
+      God the Father, God the Son,
+    God the Spirit, joined in glory
+      On the same eternal throne;
+        Endless praises
+      To Jehovah, Three in One.
+
+
+594
+
+                                                          8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
+
+    Glory be to God the Father,
+      Glory be to God the Son,
+    Glory be to God the Spirit,
+      Everlasting Three in One:
+    Thee let heaven and earth adore,
+    Now, henceforth, and evermore.
+
+
+
+
+VERSICLES FOR FESTIVAL SEASONS AND GENERAL OCCASIONS.
+
+
+List I.
+
+     1. The eyes of all wait upon Thee.
+        And Thou givest them their meat in due season.
+
+     2. The Lord is merciful and gracious. Hallelujah!
+        Slow to anger and plenteous in mercy. Hallelujah!
+
+     3. Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest,
+        That He would send forth laborers into His harvest.
+
+     4. Ask, and ye shall receive,
+        That your Joy may be full.
+
+     5. O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good. Hallelujah!
+        For His mercy endureth forever. Hallelujah!
+
+     6. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord,
+        And to sing praises unto Thy name, O Most High.
+
+     7. Lord, Thou hast heard the desire of the humble.
+        Thou wilt preserve their heart; Thou wilt cause Thine ear to hear.
+
+     8. The Lord will give strength unto His people. Hallelujah!
+        The Lord will bless His people with peace. Hallelujah!
+
+     9. They that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament.
+          Hallelujah!
+        And they that turn many to righteousness, as the stars forever
+          and ever. Hallelujah!
+
+    10. By Me kings reign and princes decree justice.
+        By Me princes rule and nobles, even all the judges of the earth.
+
+    11. He shall give His angels charge over thee
+        To keep thee in all thy ways.
+
+    12. The Lord God is a Sun and Shield; the Lord will give grace and
+          glory. Hallelujah!
+        No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.
+          Hallelujah!
+
+    13. Sanctify us through Thy truth. Hallelujah!
+        Thy Word is truth. Hallelujah!
+
+    14. Lord, teach me to do Thy will. Hallelujah!
+        Let Thy good Spirit lead me in the right way. Hallelujah!
+
+    15. Show me Thy ways, O Lord. Hallelujah!
+        Teach me Thy paths. Hallelujah!
+
+    16. Save Thy people and bless Thine inheritance;
+        Feed them also and lift them up forever.
+
+    17. Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Thy name.
+        Deliver us and purge away our sins for Thy name’s sake.
+
+    18. I have trusted in Thy mercy.
+        My heart shall rejoice in Thy salvation.
+
+    19. Suffer the little children to come unto Me and forbid them not;
+        For of such is the kingdom of heaven.
+
+    20. Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless His
+          holy name. Hallelujah!
+        Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits.
+          Hallelujah!
+
+    21. Call upon Me in the day of trouble.
+        I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me.
+
+    22. Make me to understand the way of Thy precepts.
+        Strengthen Thou me according to Thy Word.
+
+
+List II.
+
+
+GENERAL.
+
+    23. =_Minister_=: The Lord be with you.
+        =_Congregation_=: And with thy spirit.
+
+
+ADVENT.
+
+    24. Blessed be the Lord God of Israel. Hallelujah!
+        For He hath visited and redeemed His people. Hallelujah!
+
+    25. Hosanna to the Son of David! Hallelujah!
+        Hosanna in the highest! Hallelujah!
+
+    26. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting
+          doors! Hallelujah!
+        And the King of Glory shall come in. Hallelujah!
+
+    27. Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined.
+          Hallelujah!
+        Our God shall come. Hallelujah!
+
+    28. Prepare ye the way of the Lord. Hallelujah!
+        Make His paths straight. Hallelujah!
+
+
+CHRISTMAS.
+
+    29. Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy. Hallelujah!
+        Which shall be to all people. Hallelujah!
+
+    30. Blessed be He that cometh in the name of the Lord. Hallelujah!
+        God is the Lord, which hath showed us light. Hallelujah!
+
+    31. The Word was made flesh. Hallelujah!
+        And dwelt among us. Hallelujah!
+
+    32. Unto us a Child is born. Hallelujah!
+        Unto us a Son is given. Hallelujah!
+
+    33. Unto you is born this day a Savior. Hallelujah!
+        Which is Christ the Lord. Hallelujah!
+
+
+NEW YEAR.
+
+    34. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me bless His
+          holy name. Hallelujah!
+        Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits.
+          Hallelujah!
+
+    35. Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace. Hallelujah!
+        For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation. Hallelujah!
+
+    36. Show me Thy ways, O Lord.
+        Teach me Thy paths.
+
+    37. Thou shalt call His name Jesus. Hallelujah.
+        For He shall save His people from their sins. Hallelujah!
+
+
+EPIPHANY.
+
+    38. All they from Sheba shall come. Hallelujah!
+        They shall bring gold and incense. Hallelujah!
+
+    39. Arise, shine, for thy light is come. Hallelujah!
+        And the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee. Hallelujah!
+
+    40. O praise the Lord, all ye nations. Hallelujah!
+        Praise Him, all ye people. Hallelujah!
+
+    41. There shall come a Star out of Jacob. Hallelujah!
+        And a Scepter shall rise out of Israel. Hallelujah!
+
+
+THE PASSION SEASON.
+
+    42. Christ became obedient unto death;
+        Even the death of the cross.
+
+    43. God spared not His own Son;
+        But delivered Him up for us all.
+
+    44. He was wounded for our transgressions;
+        He was bruised for our iniquities.
+
+    45. Surely He hath borne our griefs
+        And carried our sorrows.
+
+    46. The chastisement of our peace was upon Him,
+        And with His stripes we are healed.
+
+
+HOLY THURSDAY.
+
+    47. As often as ye eat this bread and drink this cup,
+        Ye do show the Lord’s death till He come.
+
+    48. He hath made His wonderful works to be remembered.
+        The Lord is gracious and full of compassion.
+
+
+EASTER.
+
+    49. Christ was delivered for our offenses. Hallelujah!
+        And was raised again for our justification. Hallelujah!
+
+    50. Death is swallowed up in victory. Hallelujah!
+        Thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory! Hallelujah!
+
+    51. I know that my Redeemer liveth. Hallelujah!
+        And that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth.
+          Hallelujah!
+
+    52. Jesus Christ hath abolished death. Hallelujah!
+        And hath brought life and immortality to light. Hallelujah!
+
+    53. O death, where is thy sting? Hallelujah!
+        O grave, where is thy victory? Hallelujah!
+
+    54. The Lord is risen. Hallelujah!
+        The Lord is risen indeed. Hallelujah!
+
+    55. This is the day which the Lord hath made. Hallelujah!
+        We will rejoice and be glad in it. Hallelujah!
+
+
+ASCENSION DAY.
+
+    56. Christ hath ascended on high. Hallelujah!
+        He hath led captivity captive. Hallelujah!
+
+    57. God is gone up with a shout. Hallelujah!
+        The Lord with the sound of a trumpet. Hallelujah!
+
+
+WHITSUNTIDE.
+
+    58. Create in me a clean heart, O God.
+        And renew a right spirit within me.
+
+    59. God is the Lord which hath showed us light. Hallelujah!
+        Thou art my God, and I will praise Thee. Hallelujah!
+
+    60. The Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost. Hallelujah!
+        He shall teach you all things. Hallelujah!
+
+
+THE FESTIVAL OF TRINITY.
+
+    61. Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts. Hallelujah!
+        The whole earth is full of His glory. Hallelujah!
+
+    62. We praise God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Hallelujah!
+        We praise Him now and evermore. Hallelujah!
+
+
+ST. MICHAEL’S AND ALL ANGELS’.
+
+    63. Bless ye the Lord, all ye His hosts. Hallelujah!
+        Ye ministers of His that do His pleasure. Hallelujah!
+
+    64. He shall give His angels charge over thee. Hallelujah!
+        To keep thee in all thy ways. Hallelujah!
+
+
+THE FESTIVAL OF HARVEST OR THANKSGIVING.
+
+    65. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord. Hallelujah!
+        And to sing praises unto Thy name, O Most High. Hallelujah!
+
+    66. O give thanks unto the Lord: for He is good. Hallelujah!
+        For His mercy endureth forever. Hallelujah!
+
+    67. Praise Him for His mighty acts. Hallelujah!
+        Praise Him according to His excellent greatness. Hallelujah!
+
+    68. The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord. Hallelujah!
+        And Thou givest them their meat in due season. Hallelujah!
+
+
+THE FESTIVAL OF REFORMATION.
+
+    69. Do good in Thy good pleasure unto Zion. Hallelujah!
+        Build Thou the walls of Jerusalem. Hallelujah!
+
+    70. Stand fast therefore in the liberty
+        Wherewith Christ hath made you free.
+
+    71. The Lord, our God, be with us
+        As He was with our fathers.
+
+    72. Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet. Hallelujah!
+        And a light unto my path. Hallelujah!
+
+
+A DAY OF HUMILIATION AND PRAYER.
+
+    73. Enter not into judgment with Thy servant, O Lord;
+        For in Thy sight shall no man living be justified.
+
+    74. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to Thy loving-kindness.
+        According unto the multitude of Thy tender mercies blot out my
+          transgressions.
+
+    75. Lord, deal not with us after our sins,
+        Nor reward us according to our iniquities.
+
+    76. We have sinned with our fathers.
+        We have committed iniquity, we have done wickedly.
+
+
+FAITH AND JUSTIFICATION.
+
+    77. Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven. Hallelujah!
+        Whose sin is covered. Hallelujah!
+
+    78. O Lord, I have trusted in Thy mercy. Hallelujah!
+        My ear shall rejoice in Thy salvation. Hallelujah!
+
+    79. The Lord hath clothed me with the garments of salvation.
+          Hallelujah!
+        He hath covered me with the robe of righteousness. Hallelujah!
+
+    80. The Lord is merciful and gracious. Hallelujah!
+        Slow to anger and plenteous in mercy. Hallelujah!
+
+    81. We have trusted in Thy mercy.
+        Our heart shall rejoice In Thy salvation.
+
+    82. With the heart man believeth unto righteousness.
+        And with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.
+
+
+SANCTIFICATION.
+
+    83. Sanctify us, O Lord, through Thy truth.
+        Thy Word is truth.
+
+    84. Show me Thy ways, O Lord.
+        Teach me Thy paths.
+
+    85. Teach me, O Lord, to do Thy will.
+        Thy good Spirit lead me into the land of uprightness.
+
+    86. Teach me Thy way, O Lord; I will walk in Thy truth.
+        Unite my heart to fear Thy name.
+
+
+CHURCH AND MISSIONS.
+
+    87. How amiable are Thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts! Hallelujah!
+        My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord.
+          Hallelujah!
+
+    88. Lord, I have loved the habitation of Thy house. Hallelujah!
+        And the place where Thine honor dwelleth. Hallelujah!
+
+    89. Lord, preserve unto us Thy Word.
+        Thy Word is unto us the joy and rejoicing of our hearts.
+
+    90. Pray ye the Lord of the harvest
+        That He would send forth laborers into His harvest.
+
+    91. Save Thy people, O Lord, and bless Thine inheritance.
+        Feed them also and lift them up forever.
+
+    92. The Gentiles shall come to thy light. Hallelujah!
+        And kings to the brightness of thy rising. Hallelujah!
+
+    93. Their voice is gone out through all the earth. Hallelujah!
+        And their words to the end of the world. Hallelujah!
+
+    94. The Lord God is a Sun and Shield, the Lord will give grace and
+          glory. Hallelujah!
+        No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.
+          Hallelujah!
+
+    95. The Lord will give strength unto His people. Hallelujah!
+        The Lord will bless His people with peace. Hallelujah!
+
+
+FOR OTHER OCCASIONS.
+
+    96. Ask, and ye shall receive,
+        That your joy may be full.
+
+    97. Be thou faithful unto death,
+        And I will give thee the crown of life.
+
+    98. Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord.
+        They rest from their labors, and their works do follow them.
+
+    99. Call upon Me in the day of trouble.
+        I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me.
+
+    100. Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Thy name.
+         And deliver us and purge away our sins for Thy name’s sake.
+
+    101. I will greatly rejoice in the Lord. Hallelujah!
+         My soul shall be joyful in my God. Hallelujah!
+
+    102. My soul doth magnify the Lord. Hallelujah!
+         And my spirit hath rejoiced in God, my Savior. Hallelujah!
+
+    103. Serve the Lord with gladness. Hallelujah!
+         Come before His presence with singing. Hallelujah!
+
+    104. Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not.
+         For of such is the kingdom of God.
+
+    105. The Lord is my Shepherd. Hallelujah!
+         I shall not want. Hallelujah!
+
+    106. The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon Him. Hallelujah!
+         To all that call upon Him in truth. Hallelujah!
+
+    107. The Lord shall judge the world with righteousness. Hallelujah!
+         And the people with His truth. Hallelujah!
+
+    108. The Word of the Lord is right. Hallelujah!
+         And all His works are done in truth. Hallelujah!
+
+    109. They that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament.
+         And they that turn many to righteousness as the stars forever
+           and ever.
+
+    110. This is the day which the Lord hath made. Hallelujah!
+         We will rejoice and be glad in it. Hallelujah!
+
+    111. Turn Thou us, and we shall be turned.
+         For Thou art the Lord, our God.
+
+    112. We have here no continuing city.
+         But we seek one to come.
+
+
+
+
+Morning Prayer.
+
+
+In the name of God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.
+
+I thank Thee, my heavenly Father, through Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son,
+that Thou hast kept me this night from all harm and danger; and I pray
+Thee that Thou wouldst keep me this day also from sin and every evil,
+that all my doings and life may please Thee. For into Thy hands I commend
+myself, my body and soul, and all things. Let Thy holy angel be with me
+that the wicked Foe may have no power over me. Amen.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+O Thou crucified Lord Jesus Christ, who, as the truly patient Lamb of
+God, didst suffer for me the most shameful death on the cross and with
+Thy precious blood didst redeem me from all sins, from death, and from
+the power of the devil: I pray Thee, give me the assurance of this
+redemption through Thy Word, govern my heart with Thy Holy Spirit,
+preserve me with Thy divine love, and hide me this day, both soul and
+body, in Thy holy wounds. Wash me clean from all my sins, teach me to
+live a life of good works, and finally lead me from this world of sorrows
+to Thine eternal joy and glory, Thou most faithful Savior, Jesus Christ,
+mine only Comfort, Hope, and Life. Amen.
+
+
+
+
+Evening Prayer.
+
+
+In the name of God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.
+
+I thank Thee, my heavenly Father, through Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son,
+that Thou hast graciously kept me this day; and I pray Thee that Thou
+wouldst forgive me all my sins where I have done wrong, and graciously
+keep me this night. For into Thy hands I commend myself, my body and
+soul, and all things. Let Thy holy angel be with me that the wicked Foe
+may have no power over me. Amen.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+O Lord Jesus Christ, Thou patient Lamb of God, Thou holy Sacrificial
+Offering for all my sins, and not for mine only, but for the sins of the
+whole world: I most heartily thank Thee that Thou hast graciously kept
+both my body and soul under Thy protecting care this day; and I pray Thee
+that Thou wouldst graciously pardon and forgive all my sins which I have
+committed this day, both through the weakness of my old evil nature and
+the temptations of the Evil Spirit, all of which sorely oppress my heart
+and conscience. Cover me this night with the wings of Thy grace and grant
+that my body may sleep in safety while my soul watches for Thy glorious
+coming to Judgment, ready to enter Thy blessed Kingdom of Glory. Grant
+this, O Lord, for the sake of Thy suffering and death. Amen.
+
+
+
+
+Before Meals.
+
+
+The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord, and Thou givest them their meat
+in due season; Thou openest Thine hand and satisfiest the desire of every
+living thing.
+
+Lord God, heavenly Father, bless us and these Thy gifts which we receive
+from Thy bountiful goodness; through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.
+
+
+
+
+After Meals.
+
+
+O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good; for His mercy endureth
+forever. He giveth food to all flesh: He giveth to the beast his food
+and to the young ravens which cry. He delighteth not in the strength of
+the horse. He taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man. The Lord taketh
+pleasure in them that fear Him, in those that hope in His mercy.
+
+We thank Thee, Lord God, heavenly Father, through Jesus Christ, our Lord,
+for all Thy benefits, who livest and reignest forever and ever. Amen.
+
+
+
+
+A Short Form for Holy Baptism in Cases of Necessity.
+
+
+In urgent cases, in the absence of the pastor, any Christian may
+administer Holy Baptism.
+
+Take water, call the child by its name, pour or sprinkle the water on the
+child, saying:—
+
+=I baptize thee in the name of God the Father and of the Son and of the
+Holy Ghost. Amen.=
+
+If there is time, the baptism may be preceded by the following _prayer_:—
+
+Eternal, merciful God! We pray Thee, extend Thy goodness and mercy unto
+this child who now asks; open the door to it who knocks, that it may
+enjoy the everlasting blessing of Thy heavenly washing and may come to
+the eternal kingdom which Thou hast prepared through Christ, our Lord.
+Amen.
+
+Our Father who art in heaven. Hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come.
+Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily
+bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
+against us. And lead us not into temptation. But deliver us from evil.
+For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever.
+Amen.
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS.
+
+
+                                         PAGE
+
+    Morning Service, or the Communion       3
+    Evening Service                        18
+    Early Service, or Matins               22
+
+                 THE HYMNS.
+
+                                         HYMN
+
+    Beginning of Worship                    1
+    Close of Worship                        9
+    Morning                                19
+    Evening                                30
+    Invitation                             46
+    Praise                                 59
+    The Redeemer                           81
+    God’s Word                            110
+    The Lord’s Day                        123
+    Advent                                130
+    Christmas                             145
+    End of Year                           163
+    New Year                              166
+    Circumcision                          175
+    Epiphany                              179
+    Presentation                          185
+    Passion:—
+      General                             191
+      Good Friday                         203
+      Burial of Jesus                     215
+    Easter                                218
+    Ascension                             231
+    Session                               237
+    Intercession                          240
+    Pentecost                             246
+    Trinity                               261
+    Festival of the Reformation           273
+    St. Michael and All Angels            285
+    All Saints                            288
+    Harvest and Thanksgiving              291
+    National                              299
+    Faith and Justification               306
+    Sanctification:—
+      Obedience                           331
+      Consecration                        345
+      Giving                              357
+      Trust                               363
+      Warfare                             376
+      Resignation                         383
+    Catechism                             390
+      Law                                 391
+      Creed                               393
+      Prayer                              395
+      Baptism                             400
+      Confirmation                        408
+      Confession                          413
+      Absolution                          424
+      The Lord’s Supper                   427
+      Marriage, Family, Children          442
+    Church:—
+      Laying of Corner-Stone              450
+      Dedication of Church                454
+      The Communion of Saints             460
+      Glory of the Church                 464
+      Missions                            470
+      The Ministry                        485
+    Cross and Comfort                     494
+    Death and Burial                      527
+    Judgment                              548
+    Heaven                                556
+    Chants                                568
+    Doxologies                            578
+
+                                         PAGE
+
+    Versicles                             533
+    Morning Prayer                        542
+    Evening Prayer                        543
+    Prayer before Meals                   544
+    Prayer after Meals                    544
+    Short Form for Baptism                545
+    First Lines of Hymns                  548
+    First Lines of Chants                 559
+    First Lines of Doxologies             559
+    Authors and Translators               560
+
+
+
+
+INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
+
+
+  Abide, O dearest Jesus, 9
+
+  Abide with me; fast falls the eventide, 40
+
+  Across the sky the shades of night, 164
+
+  Again is come the new church-year, 140
+
+  A great and mighty wonder, 149
+
+  Ah! Lord, our God, let them not be confounded, 280
+
+  A hymn of glory let us sing, 235
+
+  A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, 191
+
+  Alas, and did my Savior bleed, 214
+
+  Alas, my God, my sins are great, 421
+
+  All depends on our possessing, 363
+
+  All glory be to God on high, 261
+
+  All hall the power of Jesus’ name, 93
+
+  All my heart this night rejoices, 145
+
+  All praise to Jesus’ hallowed name, 147
+
+  All that I was, my sin, my guilt, 308
+
+  Almighty Father, heaven and earth, 360
+
+  Almighty God, Thy Word is cast, 13
+
+  Almighty Lord, before Thy throne, 303
+
+  Am I a soldier of the Cross, 378
+
+  A mighty Fortress is our God, 273
+
+  An awful mystery is here, 437
+
+  And let this feeble body fail, 521
+
+  And must this body die, 534
+
+  And will the Judge descend, 554
+
+  And wilt Thou pardon, Lord, 422
+
+  Angels from the realms of glory, 187
+
+  Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, 399
+
+  Arise, my soul, arise, 240
+
+  Arise, sons of the kingdom, 142
+
+  Arm these, Thy soldiers, mighty Lord, 410
+
+  Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep, 540
+
+  A slumber I know, in Jesus’ name, 565
+
+  As with gladness men of old, 183
+
+  At Thy command, our dearest Lord, 440
+
+  Awake, my heart, with gladness, 218
+
+  Awake, my soul, and with the sun, 29
+
+  Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, 92
+
+  Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire, 481
+
+
+  Baptised into Thy name most holy, 400
+
+  Before Jehovah’s awful throne, 78
+
+  Before Thy throne I now appear, 35
+
+  Behold a Stranger at the door, 51
+
+  Behold the Savior of mankind, 211
+
+  Behold the sure Foundation-stone, 452
+
+  Beloved, it is well, 518
+
+  Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken, 198
+
+  Blessed are the sons of God, 315
+
+  Blessed Jesus, at Thy word, 3
+
+  Blessed Jesus, here we stand, 402
+
+  Blest be the tie that binds, 462
+
+  Blest be Thy love, dear Lord, 388
+
+  Blest is the man, forever blest, 309
+
+  Bow down Thine ear, 493
+
+  Brief life is here our portion, 557
+
+  Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 181
+
+  By grace I’m saved, grace free and boundless, 311
+
+
+  Chief of sinners though I be, 99
+
+  Christ, by heavenly hosts adored, 296
+
+  Christ, everlasting Source of light, 34
+
+  Christians, come, in sweetest measures, 121
+
+  Christ is our Corner-stone, 453
+
+  Christ, the Life of all the living, 196
+
+  Christ, the Lord, is risen again, 225
+
+  Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 221
+
+  Christ, Thou art the sure Foundation, 454
+
+  Christ, Thou the Champion of the band who own, 279
+
+  Christ, whose glory fills the skies, 100
+
+  Come, follow Me, the Savior spake, 334
+
+  Come, God Creator, Holy Ghost, 249
+
+  Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing, 159
+
+  Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord, 257
+
+  Come, Holy Spirit, come, 258
+
+  Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 255
+
+  Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne, 455
+
+  Come, let us join our cheerful songs, 102
+
+  Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 56
+
+  Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit, 246
+
+  Come, Thou Almighty King, 262
+
+  Come, Thou precious Ransom, come, 135
+
+  Come to Calvary’s holy mountain, 212
+
+  Come unto Me, ye weary, 49
+
+  Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, 512
+
+  Come, ye thankful people, come, 295
+
+  Come, ye weary sinners, come, 58
+
+  Comfort, comfort ye My people, 130
+
+  Commit whatever grieves thee, 525
+
+  Crown Him with many crowns, 104
+
+
+  Day of wrath, that day of mourning, 555
+
+  Dear Christians, one and all rejoice, 310
+
+  Dear Refuge of my weary soul, 502
+
+  Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, 432
+
+  Delay not, delay not, O sinner, 57
+
+  Draw nigh and take the body of your Lord, 427
+
+  Drawn to the cross, 321
+
+  Draw us to Thee, 234
+
+
+  Enslaved by sin and bound in chains, 202
+
+  Eternal Son of God, O Thou, 456
+
+  Every morning mercies new, 28
+
+
+  Farewell I say with gladness, 532
+
+  Father, in whom we live, 270
+
+  Father, let me dedicate, 166
+
+  Father of Glory, to Thy name, 267
+
+  Father of heaven, who hast created all, 405
+
+  Father of heaven, whose love profound, 269
+
+  Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, 219
+
+  Father of mercies, in Thy Word, 117
+
+  Father, who the light this day, 123
+
+  Fear not, O little flock, the Foe, 276
+
+  Fight the good fight, 376
+
+  For all Thy saints, O Lord, 289
+
+  Forever with the Lord, 567
+
+  For me to live is Jesus, 529
+
+  For Thy mercy and Thy grace, 168
+
+  From all that dwell below the skies, 79
+
+  From God shall naught divide me, 509
+
+  From Greenland’s icy mountains, 474
+
+  From heaven above to earth I come, 150
+
+
+  Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled, 537
+
+  Give to our God immortal praise, 70
+
+  Glorious things of thee are spoken, 464
+
+  Glory be to God the Father, 268
+
+  Glory be to Jesus, 208
+
+  Glory to Thee, my God, this night, 36
+
+  Go to dark Gethsemane, 199
+
+  God bless our native land, 305
+
+  God, from all eternity, 343
+
+  God is love, His mercy brightens, 510
+
+  God liveth still, 513
+
+  God moves in a mysterious way, 524
+
+  God of mercy, God of grace, 71
+
+  God of my life, Thy boundless grace, 265
+
+  God of my life, to Thee I call, 522
+
+  God of my life, whose gracious power, 332
+
+  God of the prophets, bless the prophets’ sons, 486
+
+  God the Father, be our Stay, 271
+
+  God, who madest earth and heaven, 23
+
+  God, who madest earth and heaven, Darkness, 44
+
+  Grace, ’tis a charming sound, 328
+
+  Gracious Savior, gentle Shepherd, 447
+
+  Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine, 253
+
+  Great God, we sing that mighty Hand, 167
+
+  Great God, what do I see and hear, 553
+
+  Great is the Lord, our God, 458
+
+  Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah, 340
+
+
+  Had God not come, may Israel say, 282
+
+  Hail the day that sees Him rise, 243
+
+  Hail, Thou once despised Jesus, 242
+
+  Hail, Thou Source of every blessing, 182
+
+  Hail to the Lord’s Anointed, 132
+
+  Happy the man who feareth God, 446
+
+  Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding, 133
+
+  Hark, a voice divides the sky, 536
+
+  Hark, a voice saith, all are mortal, 530
+
+  Hark, ten thousand harps and voices, 238
+
+  Hark, the Church proclaims her honor, 467
+
+  Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes, 139
+
+  Hark! the herald-angels sing, 154
+
+  Hark! the sound of holy voices, 290
+
+  Hark! the voice of Jesus crying, 476
+
+  Hark! what mean those holy voices, 160
+
+  Hasten, O sinner, to be wise, 55
+
+  Help, Helper, help in fear and need, 523
+
+  Help us, O Lord, behold, we enter, 171
+
+  Here in Thy name, eternal God, 450
+
+  Holy Father, Thou hast taught me, 336
+
+  Holy Ghost, with light divine, 259
+
+  Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, 263
+
+  Holy Spirit, hear us, 256
+
+  How beauteous are their feet, 490
+
+  How can I thank Thee, Lord, 344
+
+  How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 375
+
+  How lovely now the morning star, 24
+
+  How precious is the Book Divine, 111
+
+  How shall the young secure their hearts, 112
+
+  How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, 96
+
+
+  I am content! my Jesus liveth still, 226
+
+  I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, 370
+
+  I do not come because my soul, 316
+
+  I fall asleep in Jesus’ wounds, 545
+
+  If God Himself be for me, 526
+
+  If God were not upon our side, 284
+
+  If thou but suffer God to guide thee, 498
+
+  I heard the voice of Jesus say, 46
+
+  I know that my Redeemer lives and ever prays, 245
+
+  I know that my Redeemer lives, what, 229
+
+  I lay my sins on Jesus, 322
+
+  I leave all things to God’s direction, 499
+
+  I leave Thee not! Thou art my Jesus ever, 87
+
+  I’ll praise my Maker whilst I’ve breath, 73
+
+  I love Thy Zion, Lord, 468
+
+  I’m but a stranger here, 563
+
+  Immanuel, we sing Thy praise, 161
+
+  In death’s strong grasp the Savior lay, 224
+
+  In God, my faithful God, 508
+
+  In His temple now behold Him, 186
+
+  In loud, exalted strains, 457
+
+  In peace and joy I now depart, 185
+
+  In the Cross of Christ I glory, 95
+
+  In Thee, Lord, have I put my trust, 495
+
+  In the hour of trial, 409
+
+  In the name which earth and heaven, 451
+
+  In vain would boasting reason find, 122
+
+  Invited, Lord, by boundless grace, 438
+
+  In weariness and pain, 504
+
+  It is not death to die, 533
+
+  I was a wandering sheep, 105
+
+  I will sing my Maker’s praises, 65
+
+  I would not live alway; I ask not to stay, 535
+
+
+  Jehovah, let me now adore Thee, 67
+
+  Jerusalem, my happy home, 558
+
+  Jerusalem, the golden, 556
+
+  Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, 559
+
+  Jesus, and shall it ever be, 91
+
+  Jesus, Brightness of the Father, 287
+
+  Jesus came, the heav’ns adoring, 131
+
+  Jesus Christ, my sure Defense, 220
+
+  Jesus Christ, our blessed Savior, 441
+
+  Jesus, grant that balm and healing, 194
+
+  Jesus, I live to Thee, 541
+
+  Jesus, I my cross have taken, 335
+
+  Jesus, I will ponder now, 192
+
+  Jesus, Jesus, Jesus only, 86
+
+  Jesus lives; no longer now, 222
+
+  Jesus, Lover of my soul, 107
+
+  Jesus, my great High Priest, 244
+
+  Jesus, my Truth, my Way, 373
+
+  Jesus, name of wondrous love, 178
+
+  Jesus, priceless Treasure, 82
+
+  Jesus, Refuge of the weary, 210
+
+  Jesus, Savior, come to me, 106
+
+  Jesus shall reign where’er the sun, 483
+
+  Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep, 356
+
+  Jesus sinners doth receive, 414
+
+  Jesus, still lead on, 331
+
+  Jesus, the very thought of Thee, 98
+
+  Jesus, Thou art mine forever, 97
+
+  Jesus, Thou my heart’s Delight, 89
+
+  Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness, 326
+
+  Jesus, Thy boundless love to me, 84
+
+  Jesus, Thy Church with longing eyes, 144
+
+  Joy to the world, the Lord is come, 158
+
+  Just as I am, without one plea, 318
+
+
+  Lamb of God, we fall before Thee, 81
+
+  Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace, 119
+
+  Let every ear attend, 53
+
+  Let me be Thine forever, 408
+
+  Let not such a thought e’er pain thee, 506
+
+  Let songs of praises fill the sky, 254
+
+  Let the earth now praise the Lord, 146
+
+  Let thoughtless thousands choose the road, 550
+
+  Let us all with gladsome voice, 153
+
+  Let us ever walk with Jesus, 333
+
+  Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates, 138
+
+  Light of the Gentile nations, 190
+
+  Lo, God to heaven ascendeth, 233
+
+  Look from Thy sphere of endless day, 479
+
+  Lord, as Thou wilt, deal Thou with me, 383
+
+  Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, 17
+
+  Lord God, we all to Thee give praise, 286
+
+  Lord God, who art my Father dear, 517
+
+  Lord, grant that we e’er pure retain, 390
+
+  Lord, hear the voice of my complaint, 365
+
+  Lord, in Thy kingdom there shall be, 461
+
+  Lord, it belongs not to my care, 496
+
+  Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee alone, 413
+
+  Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, 195
+
+  Lord Jesus Christ, strong Hero Thou, 230
+
+  Lord Jesus Christ, to us attend, 1
+
+  Lord Jesus Christ, true Man and God, 527
+
+  Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide, 110
+
+  Lord Jesus, Thou art truly good, 436
+
+  Lord Jesus, who our souls to save, 217
+
+  Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work, 274
+
+  Lord, lead the way the Savior went, 359
+
+  Lord of Glory, Thou hast bought us, 358
+
+  Lord of my life, O may Thy praise, 27
+
+  Lord of my life, whose tender care, 18
+
+  Lord of the Church, we humbly pray, 485
+
+  Lord of the harvest, hear, 491
+
+  Lord of the worlds above, 469
+
+  Lord, open Thou my heart to hear, 2
+
+  Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high, 488
+
+  Lord, ’tis not that I did choose Thee, 69
+
+  Lord, to Thee I make confession, 416
+
+  Lord, we come before Thee now, 7
+
+  Lord, we confess our numerous faults, 307
+
+  Lord, when at Thy command, 487
+
+  Lord, when we bend before Thy throne, 6
+
+  Lord, while for all mankind we pray, 302
+
+  Lord, who at Cana’s wedding-feast, 443
+
+  Lo, upon the altar lies, 433
+
+
+  May God be praised henceforth and blest forever, 431
+
+  May God bestow on us His grace, 480
+
+  May we Thy precepts, Lord, fulfil, 339
+
+  My dear Jesus I’ll not leave, 88
+
+  My faith looks up to Thee, 351
+
+  My Father! cheering name!, 519
+
+  My God, accept my heart this day, 412
+
+  My God, and is Thy table spread, 429
+
+  My God, my Father, while I stray, 386
+
+  My hope is built on nothing less, 306
+
+  My inmost heart now raises, 22
+
+  My Jesus, as Thou wilt, 387
+
+  My soul, be on thy guard, 379
+
+  My soul, now bless thy Maker, 59
+
+  My soul, repeat His praise, 77
+
+  My Spirit on Thy care, 369
+
+
+  Nearer, my God, to Thee, 520
+
+  Nearer, my God, to Thee, through Word, 324
+
+  No change of time shall ever shock, 281
+
+  Not all the blood of beasts, 319
+
+  Not what these hands have done, 320
+
+  Now, Christ, the very Son of God, 403
+
+  Now do we pray God the Holy Ghost, 260
+
+  Now God be with us, for the night is closing, 38
+
+  Now hush your cries and shed no tear, 539
+
+  Now I have found the sure foundation, 312
+
+  Now lay we calmly in the grave, 538
+
+  Now let us come before Him, 174
+
+  Now may He who from the dead, 15
+
+  Now our worship sweet is o’er, 10
+
+  Now praise we Christ, the Holy One, 148
+
+  Now rest beneath night’s shadows, 33
+
+  Now thank we all our God, 64
+
+  Now the day is over, 45
+
+  Now the shades of night are gone, 26
+
+
+  O bleeding Head, and wounded, 201
+
+  O bless the Lord, my soul, 76
+
+  O bless, Thou heavenly Potentate, 300
+
+  O blest the house, 445
+
+  O Christ, our true and only Light, 475
+
+  O darkest woe, 215
+
+  O dearest Jesus, Thee I pray, 188
+
+  O enter, Lord, Thy temple, 252
+
+  O’er the distant mountains breaking, 548
+
+  O faithful God, we worship Thee, 425
+
+  O for a faith that will not shrink, 354
+
+  O for a thousand tongues to sing, 108
+
+  O Friend of souls, how blest am I, 109
+
+  Oft in sorrow, oft in woe, 500
+
+  O God, forsake me not, 347
+
+  O God, from heaven look down and see, 278
+
+  O God, my days are dark indeed, 503
+
+  O God of Jacob, by whose hand, 364
+
+  O God of mercy, God of might, 362
+
+  O God, our Help in ages past, 172
+
+  O God, Thou faithful God, 346
+
+  O God, Thou righteous, faithful Lord, 424
+
+  O holy, blessed Trinity, 20
+
+  O Holy Ghost, eternal God, 251
+
+  O Holy Spirit, enter in, 247
+
+  O how blest are ye whose toils are ended, 547
+
+  O how great is Thy compassion, 317
+
+  O Jesus, bruised and wounded more, 428
+
+  O Jesus, King most wonderful, 90
+
+  O Jesus, King of Glory, 179
+
+  O Jesus, Lamb of God, who art, 417
+
+  O Lamb of God, most holy, 203
+
+  O living Bread from heaven, 435
+
+  O Lord, how shall I meet Thee, 136
+
+  O Lord, I love Thee from my heart, 366
+
+  O Lord, I sing with mouth and heart, 292
+
+  O Lord, my best desire fulfil, 389
+
+  O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee, 543
+
+  O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, 357
+
+  O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills, 450
+
+  O Lord, our Father, thanks to Thee, 170
+
+  O Lord, whose bounteous hand again, 291
+
+  O Love, who formedst me to wear, 348
+
+  O Morning Star, how fair, 103
+
+  O mystery of Love Divine, 330
+
+  Once He came in blessing, 143
+
+  One sweetly solemn thought, 531
+
+  One thing needful! then, Lord Jesus, 83
+
+  On this day, the first of days, 126
+
+  On what has now been sown, 11
+
+  O Paradise, O Paradise, 561
+
+  Open now Thy gates of beauty, 5
+
+  O perfect Love, 444
+
+  O rejoice, ye Christians, loudly, 152
+
+  O sacred day, 177
+
+  O Spirit of the living God, 473
+
+  O that I had a thousand voices, 62
+
+  O that the Lord would guide my ways, 342
+
+  O Thou from whom all goodness flows, 497
+
+  O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry, 419
+
+  O Thou who wouldst not have, 338
+
+  Our country’s voice is pleading, 472
+
+  Our Father, Thou in heaven above, 396
+
+  Our God so loved the world that He, 327
+
+  Our heavenly Father, hear, 397
+
+  Our Lord is risen from the dead, 232
+
+  Out of the deep I call, 423
+
+  Out of the depths I cry to Thee, 415
+
+  O Word of God incarnate, 113
+
+
+  Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men, 157
+
+  Praise, O praise our God and King, 297
+
+  Praise to God, immortal praise, 298
+
+  Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation, 63
+
+  Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire, 398
+
+
+  Rejoice, ye sons of men, alway, 151
+
+  Renew me, O eternal Light, 350
+
+  Return, O wanderer, return, 54
+
+  Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise, 478
+
+  Rise, my soul, to watch and pray, 381
+
+  Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 325
+
+
+  Safely through another week, 125
+
+  Saints of God, the dawn is brightening, 470
+
+  Salvation unto us has come, 314
+
+  Savior, again to Thy dear name we raise, 16
+
+  Savior, all my sins confessing, 14
+
+  Savior, breathe an evening blessing, 37
+
+  Savior, I follow on, 337
+
+  Savior of the heathen, come, 141
+
+  Savior, sprinkle many nations, 477
+
+  Savior, Thy dying love, 353
+
+  Savior, when in dust to Thee, 213
+
+  Savior, who Thy flock art feeding, 449
+
+  Seems it in my anguish lone, 516
+
+  See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph, 231
+
+  See, world, thy Life assailed, 205
+
+  Send, O God, a gentle shower, 248
+
+  Send Thou, O Lord, to every place, 484
+
+  Seven times our blessed Savior spoke, 207
+
+  Shepherd of tender youth, 448
+
+  Since Christ has gone to heaven, His home, 236
+
+  Since now the day has reached its close, 30
+
+  Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber, 31
+
+  Sinners, turn; why will ye die, 48
+
+  Soldiers of Christ, arise, 380
+
+  Soldiers of the Cross, arise, 482
+
+  Songs of immortal praise belong, 61
+
+  Songs of praise the angels sang, 68
+
+  Songs of thankfulness and praise, 184
+
+  So rest, my Rest, 216
+
+  Soul, what return has God, thy Savior, 345
+
+  Spirit of mercy, truth, and love, 250
+
+  Stand, soldier of the Cross, 407
+
+  Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!, 377
+
+  Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright, 285
+
+  Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, 209
+
+  Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, 42
+
+  Sweet Savior, bless us ere we go, 12
+
+  Swell the anthem, raise the song, 299
+
+
+  Take my life and let it be, 355
+
+  Ten thousand times ten thousand, 288
+
+  Th’ abyss of many a former sin, 420
+
+  Thank God, my Jesus cleanseth me, 189
+
+  That day of wrath, that dreadful day, 551
+
+  That man a godly life might live, 391
+
+  Th’ atoning work is done, 241
+
+  The advent of our God, 137
+
+  The ancient Law departs, 176
+
+  The Bridegroom soon will call us, 134
+
+  The Church’s one foundation, 466
+
+  The day is past and gone, 41
+
+  The day is surely drawing near, 552
+
+  The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord, 434
+
+  The Gospel shows the Father’s grace, 116
+
+  The happy sunshine now is gone, 32
+
+  The Head that once was crowned with thorns, 237
+
+  The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, 114
+
+  The Homeland! O the Homeland, 562
+
+  The Law of God is good and wise, 115
+
+  The Lord hath helped me hitherto, 80
+
+  The Lord, my God, be praised, 272
+
+  The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 85
+
+  The Lord my Shepherd is, 374
+
+  The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want, 367
+
+  The man is ever blest, 341
+
+  The morning light is breaking, 471
+
+  The mouth of fools doth God confess, 277
+
+  The mystery hidden from the eyes, 264
+
+  The new-born Child this early morn, 169
+
+  The old year now hath passed away, 173
+
+  The saints on earth and those above, 463
+
+  The Savior calls, let every ear, 47
+
+  The Savior kindly calls, 406
+
+  The Spirit in our hearts, 52
+
+  The Star proclaims the King is here, 180
+
+  The voice that breathed o’er Eden, 442
+
+  The year begins with Thee, 175
+
+  Thee we adore, eternal Lord, 66
+
+  Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower, 349
+
+  There is a fountain filled with blood, 200
+
+  There is a land of pure delight, 560
+
+  There is an hour of peaceful rest, 564
+
+  There is within this heart of mine, 460
+
+  Thine forever! God of Love, 411
+
+  Thine honor rescue, Christ, our Lord, 275
+
+  This child we dedicate to Thee, 404
+
+  This day at Thy creating word, 127
+
+  This is the day the Lord hath made, 129
+
+  Thou art the Way, to Thee alone, 94
+
+  Thou who art Three in unity, 266
+
+  Thou, who roll’st the year around, 165
+
+  Thou, who the night in prayer didst spend, 492
+
+  Through all the changing scenes of life, 75
+
+  Through Jesus’ bloody merit, 323
+
+  Through the day Thy love hath spared us, 43
+
+  Thus far the Lord has led me on, 39
+
+  Thy life was giv’n for me, 352
+
+  Thy presence, gracious God, afford, 4
+
+  Thy soul, O Jesus, hallow me, 206
+
+  Thy table I approach, 430
+
+  Thy way, not mine, O Lord, 384
+
+  Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design, 514
+
+  Thy works, not mine, O Christ, 329
+
+  To-day Thy mercy calls us, 50
+
+  To God be glory, peace on earth, 74
+
+  To God the Father of all love, 60
+
+  To Jordan came our Lord, the Christ, 401
+
+  To our Redeemer’s glorious name, 101
+
+  To shepherds, as they watched by night, 162
+
+  To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give, 193
+
+  To Thee, O dear, dear Savior, 371
+
+  To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise, 294
+
+  To Thee, our God, we fly, 304
+
+  To Thy temple I repair, 8
+
+  To us a Child of hope is born, 155
+
+  ’Twas on that dark, that doleful night, 439
+
+
+  Wake, awake, for night is flying, 549
+
+  We all believe in one true God, Father, 393
+
+  We all believe in one true God, Maker, 394
+
+  We bid thee welcome in the name, 489
+
+  We Christians may rejoice to-day, 156
+
+  We give Thee but Thine own, 361
+
+  We have a sure prophetic Word, 120
+
+  We lift our hearts to Thee, 25
+
+  We sing th’ almighty power of God, 293
+
+  We thank Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend, 239
+
+  Welcome, delightful morn, 124
+
+  Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife, 228
+
+  What a Friend we have in Jesus, 395
+
+  Whate’er God will, let that be done, 494
+
+  Whatever God ordains is good, 507
+
+  What is the world to me, 385
+
+  What our Father does is well, 301
+
+  When all Thy mercies, O my God, 72
+
+  When I can read my title clear, 368
+
+  When in the hour of utmost need, 515
+
+  When Israel through the desert passed, 118
+
+  When I survey the wondrous cross, 204
+
+  When my last hour is close at hand, 528
+
+  When o’er my sins I sorrow, 197
+
+  When Rome had shrouded earth in night, 283
+
+  When streaming from the eastern skies, 19
+
+  When the day of toil is done, 546
+
+  Where’er I go, whate’er my task, 372
+
+  Where wilt thou go, since night draws near, 227
+
+  While with ceaseless course the sun, 163
+
+  While yet the morn is breaking, 21
+
+  Who is this that comes from Edom, 223
+
+  Who knows how near my end may be, 544
+
+  Who puts his trust, 511
+
+  Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn, 313
+
+  Why do we mourn departing friends, 542
+
+  Why should sorrow ever grieve me, 501
+
+  Wilt thou, O man, live happily, 392
+
+  With broken heart and contrite sigh, 418
+
+  With joy we hall the sacred day, 128
+
+
+  Yea, as I live, Jehovah saith, 426
+
+  Ye servants of the Lord, 382
+
+  Yes, there remaineth yet a rest, 566
+
+
+  Zion mourns in fear and anguish, 505
+
+  Zion stands with hills surrounded, 465
+
+
+
+
+Index of Selections for Chanting.
+
+
+  Glory be to God on High. (Gloria In Excelsis.), 568
+
+  I will Lift Up Mine Eyes. (Levavi Oculos.), 569
+
+  Blessed be the Lord God. (Benedictus.), 570
+
+  We Praise Thee, O God. (Te Deum Laudamus.),571
+
+  My Soul doth Magnify the Lord. (Magnificat.),572
+
+  The Lord Is My Shepherd. (Dominus Regit Me.),573
+
+  Out of the Deep. (De Profundis.), 574
+
+  O Come, Let Us Sing. (Venite, Exultemus.), 575
+
+  Our Father, which Art in Heaven. (Lord’s Prayer.), 576
+
+  Blessed Are the Poor. (The Beatitudes.), 577
+
+
+
+
+Index of Doxologies.
+
+
+  Praise God, from Whom All Blessings Flow, 578
+
+  To God the Father, God the Son, 579
+
+  To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 580
+
+  Father, Son, and Spirit, 581
+
+  To Father, Son, and Spirit, 582
+
+  Glory be to God Most High, 583
+
+  O Mighty God and Holy, 584
+
+  Thee, Eternal God Most High, 585
+
+  Holy Father, Holy Son, 586
+
+  To God the Father, Son, 587
+
+  O Blessed, Holy One, 588
+
+  Eternal, Holy Lord, 589
+
+  Praise the Father, Earth and Heaven, 590
+
+  Praise and Honor to the Father, 591
+
+  Glory be to God the Father, 592
+
+  Great Jehovah, We Adore Thee, 593
+
+  Glory be to God the Father, 594
+
+
+
+
+INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS.
+
+
+(The numbers after the names indicate the hymns.)
+
+  Adam of St. Victor, 121.
+
+  Adams, S. F., 520.
+
+  Addison, Joseph, 72, 85.
+
+  Albert, H., 23.
+
+  Albinus, J. G., 530.
+
+  Alderson, E. S., 358.
+
+  Alexander, J. W., 87 (tr.).
+
+  Alexander, Mrs. C. F., 428.
+
+  Alford, H., 288, 295.
+
+  Allen, O., 50.
+
+  Altenburg, J. M., 276.
+
+  Ambrosius, 34, 141.
+
+  Anatolius, 149.
+
+  Anderson, Maria F., 472.
+
+  Anna, Countess of Stolberg, 529.
+
+  Anonymous, 18, 74, 215 (1), 220, 250, 291, 300, 363, 408 (2, 3), 424,
+        453, 456, 494, 499, 529, 539, 553, 558.
+
+  Anselm of Canterbury, 198.
+
+  Anstice, J., 461.
+
+  Aquinas, Thomas, 433.
+
+  Auber, H., 128.
+
+  Austin, John, 388.
+
+
+  Bacon, L. W., 185 (tr.), 249 (tr.).
+
+  Baker, H. W., 126 (tr.), 297, 301 (tr.), 423.
+
+  Bakewell, John, 242.
+
+  Barbauld, Mrs. A. L., 298.
+
+  Baring-Gould, Sabine, 45.
+
+  Barton, B., 119.
+
+  Bathhurst, Wm. Hiley, 144, 354.
+
+  Baxter, Richard, 496.
+
+  Beddome, B., 118.
+
+  Behm, Martin, 20, 179, 195.
+
+  Bernard of Clairvaux, 90, 98, 201.
+
+  Bernard of Cluny, 556, 557.
+
+  Besnault, Abbé, 176, 177.
+
+  Bethune, G. W., 533 (tr.).
+
+  Bickersteth, E. H., 407.
+
+  Birken, Sigmund von (Betullus), 192, 333.
+
+  Bloomfield, Dorothy F., 444.
+
+  Bodo von Hodenberg, 35.
+
+  Boeschenstein. J., 207.
+
+  Bogatzky, C. H., 481.
+
+  Bohemian Brethren, 38, 225 (M. Weiss).
+
+  Bonar, Horatius, 46, 105, 268, 308, 320, 322, 329, 384.
+
+  Borthwick, Jane, 331 (tr.), 387 (tr.).
+
+  Bowring, Sir John, 95, 510.
+
+  Brady, Nicholas (cf. Nahum Tate), 75, 281.
+
+  Bridges, Matthew, 104, 412.
+
+  Brooks, C. T., 305.
+
+  Bryant, W. C., 479.
+
+
+  Campbell, R., 121 (tr.).
+
+  Carlyle, J. D., 6.
+
+  Cary, Phoebe, 531.
+
+  Caswall, Edw., 90, 98, 133, 159, 208, 287, 433 (all translations).
+
+  Cawood, J., 13, 160.
+
+  Celano, Thomas de, 551, 555.
+
+  Chandler, J., 137, 177 (tr.), 453 (tr.).
+
+  Charles, E. R., 235.
+
+  Clausnitzer, Tobias, 3, 393.
+
+  Clement of Alexandria, 448.
+
+  Collyer, Wm. B., 54, 553 (2, 3).
+
+  Condor, Josiah, 69.
+
+  Cook, Henry, 356.
+
+  Cooper, E., 269.
+
+  Cotterill, Thomas, 66 (additional stanzas), 254, 497 (with T. Haweis).
+
+  Cowper, Wm., 200, 389, 522, 524.
+
+  Cox, Francis Elizabeth, 24, 83, 222, 233, 513 (all translations).
+
+  Coxe, A. C., 477, 1.
+
+  Crasselius, B., 67.
+
+  Cronenwett, E., 120, 169 (tr.), 436 (tr.), 438, 520 (tr.).
+
+  Crosswell, W., 359.
+
+  Crull, A., 9, 80, 86, 135, 151, 157, 170, 188, 189, 192, 193, 226,
+        227, 230, 234, 248, 251, 272, 317, 323, 327, 343, 344, 347,
+        350, 385, 417, 424, 460, 499, 517 (all translations).
+
+
+  Dach, S., 323, 547.
+
+  Dayman, E. A., 360.
+
+  Decius, N., 203, 261.
+
+  Derschau, B., 460.
+
+  Dessler, W. C., 87, 109.
+
+  Dexter, H. M., 448 (tr.).
+
+  Dix, W. C., 49, 183, 294.
+
+  Doane, Geo. W., 94, 518.
+
+  Doddridge, Philip, 139, 167, 328, 364, 382, 429, 554.
+
+  Downton, H., 168.
+
+  Duffield, G., 377.
+
+  Dwight, J., 468.
+
+  Dwight, J. S., 305.
+
+
+  Eber, Paul, 286 (tr.), 515, 527, 545.
+
+  Edmeston, J., 37.
+
+  Ellerton, J., 16, 451, 546.
+
+  Elliott, Charlotte, 265, 318, 386.
+
+  Elliott, Julia, A., 123.
+
+  Elven, C., 418.
+
+  Emilie Juliane, Countess, 80, 544.
+
+
+  Faber, F. W., 12, 561.
+
+  Fawcett, John, 4, 17, 111, 462.
+
+  Fischer, Chr., 193.
+
+  Fleming, Paul, 372.
+
+  Flittner, J., 89.
+
+  Francis, B., 91, 457.
+
+  Franck, J., 82, 190, 416, 432.
+
+  Franck, Sal., 216, 347.
+
+  Freund, Cornelius, 151.
+
+  Freystein, J. B., 381.
+
+  Frothingham, N. L., 494.
+
+  Fueger, C., 156.
+
+  Funcke, F., 234.
+
+
+  Ganse, H. D., 520.
+
+  Gates, Mrs. M. E., 484.
+
+  Gellert, Christian, 222.
+
+  Gerhardt, Paul, 33, 65, 84, 136, 145, 161, 174, 191, 201, 205, 218,
+        252, 264, 292, 501, 506, 525, 526.
+
+  Gesenius, J., 35, 197, 344.
+
+  Gill, Thomas H., 330.
+
+  Gilman, S., 404 (tr.).
+
+  Grant, R., 213.
+
+  Graumann, J., 59.
+
+  Grigg, J., 51, 91.
+
+
+  Hamilton, James, 164.
+
+  Hammond, W., 7.
+
+  Harbaugh, H., 296, 541.
+
+  Hart, J., 81, 258.
+
+  Haskins, J., 550.
+
+  Hastings, T., 3, 57, 512.
+
+  Havergal, F. R., 352, 355, 370.
+
+  Haweis, H. R., 562.
+
+  Haweis, T., 14, 497 (with T. Cotterill).
+
+  Hayward, 124.
+
+  Heath, George, 379.
+
+  Heber, R., 44, 181, 263, 474.
+
+  Heermann, Johann, 194, 198, 275, 280, 346, 475, 505.
+
+  Held, H., 146, 246.
+
+  Helder, B., 188, 230, 251, 417.
+
+  Helmbold, L., 390, 509.
+
+  Herberger, V., 532.
+
+  Herman, N., 32, 157, 426, 528, 539.
+
+  Hernamann, Claudia F., 266 (tr.).
+
+  Herzog, J. F., 30.
+
+  Hojer, Conrad, 503.
+
+  Homburg, E. C., 195, 227.
+
+  Horn, J., 143.
+
+  How, W. W., 113, 127, 178, 304, 361, 482.
+
+  Humphreys, J., 315.
+
+  Huss, John, 441.
+
+
+  Irons, G. M., 321.
+
+  Irons, W. J., 555 (tr.).
+
+
+  Jacobi, J. C., 23 (tr.).
+
+  Jacobs, H. E., 324.
+
+  Jonas, Justus, 274 (4, 5), 284.
+
+  Joseph of the Studium, 285, 420, 422.
+
+
+  Keble, J., 42, 175, 442.
+
+  Keen, 375.
+
+  Kelly, J., 174, 205, 218, 501, 506, 525 (all translations).
+
+  Kelly, T., 43, 209, 223, 237, 238, 241, 465.
+
+  Ken, Thomas, 29, 36, 578.
+
+  Keymann, C., 88, 152.
+
+  Kinner, S., 436.
+
+  Knapp, A., 405.
+
+  Kraemer, M., 248.
+
+  Kunth, J. S., 566.
+
+
+  Landstad, M. B., 565.
+
+  Langhanns, Urban, 153.
+
+  Leeson, J. E., 447.
+
+  Leland, John, 41.
+
+  Lochner, K. F., 345.
+
+  Loewenstern, M. A. von, 279.
+
+  Longfellow, H. W., 547 (tr.).
+
+  Loy, M., 10 (tr.), 97, 115, 116, 206 (tr.), 275 (tr.), 283, 311
+        (tr.), 390 (tr.), 426 (tr.), 430 (tr.), 437.
+
+  Ludaemilia Elizabeth, Countess of Schwarzburg, 86.
+
+  Luther, Martin, 141, 147, 148, 150, 162, 185, 224, 249, 257, 260,
+        266, 271, 273, 274, 277, 278, 282, 310, 391, 392, 394, 396,
+        401, 415, 431, 441, 446, 480, 538.
+
+  Lyte, H. F., 40, 71, 335, 369.
+
+
+  Mackay, Mrs. M., 540.
+
+  Magdeburg, J., 511.
+
+  Malan, M. A. C., 533.
+
+  Mant, R., 289.
+
+  March, D., 476.
+
+  Massie, R., 147, 148, 162, 266, 277, 282, 391, 392, 401, 431, 446,
+        526 (all translations).
+
+  Mathesius, J., 22, 517.
+
+  Maude, M. F., 411.
+
+  Maurus, Rhabanus, 287.
+
+  Maxwell, M., 470.
+
+  McComb, Wm., 99.
+
+  Medley, Samuel, 92, 229.
+
+  Meinhold, J. W., 537.
+
+  Melissander, Caspar, 388.
+
+  Mentzer, J., 62.
+
+  Meusslin, W., 34.
+
+  Meyfart, J. M., 559.
+
+  Moeller, J. J., 226.
+
+  Mohr, J., 256.
+
+  Molanus, G. W., 430.
+
+  Moller, M., 523.
+
+  Monsell, J. S. B., 371, 376, 548.
+
+  Montgomery, James, 8, 68, 132, 187, 199, 212, 397, 398, 409, 459,
+        473, 488, 489, 567.
+
+  Moore, T., 512.
+
+  Morison, J., 155.
+
+  Mote, E., 306.
+
+  Muehlenberg, W. A., 449, 535.
+
+  Muehlmann, J., 21, 511.
+
+  Mylius, J., 188.
+
+
+  Neale, J. M., 149, 180, 285, 336, 420, 422, 427, 450, 454, 556, 557.
+
+  Neander, J., 63.
+
+  Neumann, C., 343.
+
+  Neumark, G., 498.
+
+  Neumeister, Erdmann, 414.
+
+  Newton, J., 11, 15, 56, 96, 125, 163, 399, 464.
+
+  Nicolai, P., 103, 549.
+
+
+  Occom, Samson, 26.
+
+  Olearius, J., 2, 130, 140, 189, 272, 317, 327.
+
+  Olearius, J. G., 135.
+
+  Onderdonk, H. U., 52, 406.
+
+  Osler, E., 339, 485.
+
+
+  Palmer, Ray, 165, 351, 455.
+
+  Perronet, E., 93.
+
+  Peter, P. A., 552 (tr.).
+
+  Pfefferkorn, G. M., 385.
+
+  Pfeil, C. H. von, 445.
+
+  Phelps, S. D., 353.
+
+  Phillimore, G., 28.
+
+  Polack, W. G., 477 (2, 3).
+
+  Pope, Alexander, 478.
+
+  Powell, T. E., 493.
+
+  Praetorius’s _Musae Sioniae_, 239.
+
+  Preiswerk, S., 467.
+
+  Pye, H. J., 186.
+
+
+  Rambach, J. J., 400.
+
+  Reed, A., 259.
+
+  Reusner, A., 495.
+
+  Rimbach, J. A., 89 (tr.), 333 (tr.).
+
+  Rinckart, M., 64.
+
+  Ringwaldt, B., 552.
+
+  Rist, J., 31, 142, 171, 215, 435.
+
+  Robinson, C. S., 337.
+
+  Rodigast, S., 507.
+
+  Rothe, J. A., 312.
+
+  Rous, F., 367.
+
+  Ruopp, J. F., 350.
+
+  Russell, A. T., 23 (tr.).
+
+  Rutilius, M., 421.
+
+
+  Sacer, G. W., 233.
+
+  St. John, F. B., 316.
+
+  Savonarola, Jerome, 210.
+
+  Schaeffer, C. W., 334 (tr.).
+
+  Schalling, M., 366.
+
+  Scheffler, J. (Angelus), 106, 206, 334, 348, 349.
+
+  Scheidt, C. L., 311.
+
+  Schenck, M. H., 10.
+
+  Schirmer, M., 247.
+
+  Schmolck, B., 5, 228, 301, 387, 402.
+
+  Schneegass, C., 169, 170.
+
+  Schneesing, John, 413.
+
+  Schroeder, J. H., 83.
+
+  Schuette, C. H. L., 20 (tr.), 403 (tr.).
+
+  Schuetz, J. J., 60.
+
+  Scott, Thomas, 55.
+
+  Scott, Sir Walter, 551.
+
+  Scriven, J., 395.
+
+  Sedulius, 148, 180.
+
+  Selnecker, N., 110, 403, 408, 425, 543.
+
+  Serle, Ambrose, 514.
+
+  Shrubsole, Wm., 19.
+
+  Smith, S. F., 471.
+
+  Spegel, H., 434.
+
+  Speratus, Paul, 314, 365.
+
+  Steele, Anne, 27, 47, 101, 117, 122, 202, 303, 502, 519.
+
+  Stegmann, J., 9.
+
+  Steuerlein, J., 173.
+
+  Stocker, J., 253.
+
+  Stone, S. J., 466.
+
+  Strong, Nathan, 299.
+
+
+  Tappan, W. B., 564.
+
+  Tate, Nahum (cf. Nicholas Brady), 75, 281.
+
+  Taylor, T. R., 563.
+
+  Thring, G., 131, 362.
+
+  Thrupp, A., 443.
+
+  Titius, C., 516.
+
+  Toplady, A. M., 242, 325.
+
+  Tuttiett, L., 166.
+
+
+  Wallin, J. O., 434.
+
+  Walther, B., 460.
+
+  Walther, J., 134.
+
+  Watts, Isaac, 39, 53, 61, 70, 73, 76, 77, 78, 79, 102, 112, 114, 129,
+        158, 172, 204, 214, 244, 255, 267, 293, 309, 313, 319, 341,
+        342, 368, 374, 378, 419, 439, 440, 452, 458, 469, 483, 490,
+        534, 542, 560.
+
+  Wegelin, J., 236.
+
+  Weingaertner, S., 508.
+
+  Weiss, M., 538.
+
+  Weissel, G., 138.
+
+  Werner, G., 217.
+
+  Wesley, Charles, 25, 48, 58, 100, 107, 108, 154, 219, 221, 232, 240,
+        243, 245, 262, 270, 332, 338, 373, 380, 463, 487, 491, 504,
+        521, 531.
+
+  Wesley, John, 84 (tr.), 326 (tr.).
+
+  Wesley, Samuel, Sr., 211.
+
+  Whately, Richard, 44.
+
+  White, H. K., 500.
+
+  Wiesenmeyer, B., 24.
+
+  William, Duke of Saxe-Weimar, 1.
+
+  Williams, Peter, 340 (tr.).
+
+  Williams, Wm., 340.
+
+  Winkworth, Catherine, 3, 5, 38, 59, 64, 67, 82, 103, 109, 130, 138,
+        143, 146, 152, 153, 156, 161, 171, 173, 190, 197, 198, 203,
+        217, 220, 225, 228, 236, 261, 276, 279, 280, 284, 348, 349,
+        363, 365, 372, 400, 402, 405, 413, 416, 421, 432, 435, 445,
+        467, 475, 481, 495, 498, 505, 507, 508, 511, 515, 516, 527,
+        528, 530, 532, 537, 538, 539, 543, 544, 545, 559, 566 (all
+        translations).
+
+  Wood, Basil, 182.
+
+  Wordsworth, C., 184, 231, 290, 357, 410, 492.
+
+  Wortman, D., 486.
+
+  Wreford, J. R., 302.
+
+
+  Zihn, J. F., 513.
+
+  Zinzendorf, Count Ludwig von, 326, 331.
+
+
+
+*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 76498 ***
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+<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 76498 ***</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_1">[1]</span></p>
+
+<div class="box">
+
+<h1>Evangelical Lutheran<br>
+<br>
+HYMN-BOOK</h1>
+
+<p class="titlepage">ABRIDGED EDITION</p>
+
+<figure class="figcenter titlepage illowp68" id="concordia" style="max-width: 6.25em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/concordia.jpg" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+<p class="titlepage"><span class="smcap">St. Louis, Mo.</span><br>
+CONCORDIA PUBLISHING HOUSE<br>
+1927</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_2">[2]</span></p>
+
+<p class="titlepage">Copyrighted 1927<br>
+by<br>
+CONCORDIA PUBLISHING HOUSE<br>
+St. Louis, Mo.</p>
+
+<p class="titlepage smaller">PRINTED IN THE U. S. A.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_3">[3]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak gothic" id="Communion">The Order of Morning Service, or the Communion.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Introduction.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>A Hymn of Invocation of the Holy Ghost may be sung.</p>
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall rise, and the <i>Minister</i>, standing
+at the Altar, shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and
+of the Holy Ghost.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be said the <i>Confession of Sins</i>, as here
+followeth:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Confession of Sins.</h3>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Beloved in the Lord! Let us draw
+near with a true heart and confess our sins unto
+God, our Father, beseeching Him, in the name of
+our Lord Jesus Christ, to grant us forgiveness.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then, all kneeling or standing, shall be chanted or said:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Our help is in the name of the Lord.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Who made heaven and earth.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> I said, I will confess my transgressions
+unto the Lord.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>And Thou forgavest the iniquity
+of my sin.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then shall the <i>Minister</i> say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>Almighty God, our Maker and Redeemer, we
+poor sinners confess unto Thee that we are by
+nature sinful and unclean, and that we have
+sinned against Thee by thought, word, and deed.
+Wherefore we flee for refuge to Thine infinite
+mercy, seeking and imploring Thy grace, for the
+sake of our Lord Jesus Christ.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall say with the <i>Minister</i>:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><b>O most merciful God, who hast given
+Thine only-begotten Son to die for us, have
+mercy upon us, and for His sake grant us
+<span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_4">[4]</span>remission of all our sins; and by Thy Holy
+Spirit increase in us true knowledge of Thee
+and of Thy will, and true obedience to Thy
+Word, to the end that by Thy grace we may
+come to everlasting life; through Jesus
+Christ, our Lord. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then the <i>Minister</i>, standing, shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>Almighty God, our heavenly Father, hath had
+mercy upon us and hath given His only Son to
+die for us and for His sake forgiveth us all our
+sins. To them that believe on His name He
+giveth power to become the sons of God and
+hath promised them His Holy Spirit. He that
+believeth and is baptized shall be saved. Grant
+this, Lord, unto us all.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Congregation</i> chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen</b>.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then, all standing to the close of the <i>Collect</i>, shall be
+chanted or said the <i>Introit</i> for the day.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Introit.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Introit</i> with the <i>Gloria Patri</i> may be chanted by
+the <i>Choir</i>; or the <i>Introit</i> may be said by the <i>Minister</i>
+and the <i>Gloria Patri</i> chanted or said by the <i>Congregation</i>.
+Instead of the <i>Introit</i> a Psalm or a Hymn may be used.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Gloria Patri.</h3>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to the Father and to the Son and
+to the Holy Ghost; as it was in the beginning,
+is now, and ever shall be, world without
+end. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall follow the</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Kyrie.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Kyrie</i> may be chanted or said by the <i>Minister</i> and
+<i>Congregation</i>, or each petition may be said by the
+<i>Minister</i> and chanted or said by the <i>Congregation</i> in
+response.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">Lord, have mercy upon us.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>
+Christ, have mercy upon us.<br>
+Lord, have mercy upon us.&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_5">[5]</span></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be chanted the <i>Gloria in Excelsis</i> as here
+followeth. Instead of the <i>Gloria in Excelsis</i> another
+Canticle or Hymn of Praise may be sung, except on festival
+days and when there is a Communion.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Gloria in Excelsis.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">The <i>Minister</i> shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">Glory be to God on high!</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall chant:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to God on high and on earth
+peace, good will toward men. We praise
+Thee, we bless Thee, we worship Thee, we
+glorify Thee, we give thanks to Thee for
+Thy great glory, O Lord God, heavenly King,
+God the Father Almighty.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>O Lord, the only-begotten Son, Jesus
+Christ; O Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of
+the Father, that takest away the sin of the
+world, have mercy upon us. Thou that
+takest away the sin of the world, receive
+our prayer. Thou that sittest at the right
+hand of God the Father, have mercy
+upon us.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>For Thou only art holy; Thou only art
+the Lord; Thou only, O Christ, with the
+Holy Ghost, art most high in the glory of
+God the Father. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then shall the <i>Minister</i> say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">The Lord be with you.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>And with thy spirit.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">The <i>Minister</i> shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">Let us pray.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Minister</i> say the <i>Collect</i> for the Day.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Collect.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Collect</i> ended, the <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_6">[6]</span></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Minister</i> read the <i>Epistle for the Day</i>.
+Other <i>Scripture Lessons</i> may be read before the <i>Epistle</i>,
+but the <i>Epistle</i> and <i>Gospel for the Day</i> shall always be
+read. The <i>Minister</i> shall announce the <i>Epistle</i>, saying:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>The Epistle for (<i>here he shall name the Day</i>)
+is written in the —— chapter of ——, beginning at
+the —— verse.</p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Epistle for the Day.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">The <i>Epistle</i> ended, the <i>Minister</i> shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">Here endeth the Epistle.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Hallelujah</i> be chanted or said, except in
+the Passion season.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Hallelujah.</h3>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Hallelujah!</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Instead of the simple <i>Hallelujah</i> a <i>sentence</i> for the
+Season of the Church-year may be chanted with it; or
+a Psalm or Hymn may be chanted after the <i>Hallelujah</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Hallelujah and Sentence.</h3>
+
+<h4 class="center">For Advent.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Hallelujah! Remember, O Lord, Thy tender mercies; for
+they have been ever of old. Hallelujah!</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">For the Epiphany Season.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Hallelujah! O praise the Lord, all ye nations; and
+laud Him, all ye people. For His merciful kindness is great
+toward us; and the truth of the Lord endureth forever.
+Hallelujah!</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">For the Passion Season.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Christ hath humbled Himself and become obedient unto
+death, even the death of the cross.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">For the Easter Season.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Hallelujah! Christ, our Passover, is sacrificed for us.
+Hallelujah!</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">For Whitsuntide.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Hallelujah! Thou sendest forth Thy Spirit, they are
+created; and Thou renewest the face of the earth. Hallelujah!</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">From Trinity to Advent.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Hallelujah! O Lord, deal with Thy servant according
+unto Thy mercy and teach me Thy statutes. I am Thy
+servant; give me understanding that I may know Thy
+testimonies. Hallelujah!</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_7">[7]</span></p>
+
+<p class="center">or this:</p>
+
+<p>Hallelujah! Blessed be the Lord God of our fathers:
+praise Him, and highly exalt Him forever. Hallelujah!</p>
+
+<p class="center">Then shall the <i>Minister</i> announce the <i>Gospel
+for the Day</i>, saying:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>The holy Gospel is written in the —— chapter
+of St. ——, beginning at the —— verse.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> may chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Glory be to Thee, O Lord.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then shall the <i>Minister</i> read<br>
+<i>The Gospel for the Day</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Gospel</i> ended, the <i>Minister</i> shall say: Here endeth
+the <i>Gospel</i>, and the <i>Congregation</i> shall stand up, unless it
+has stood at the reading of the <i>Gospel</i>, and shall chant
+or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Praise be to Thee, O Christ.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be said or chanted the <i>Nicene Creed</i> or the
+<i>Apostles’ Creed</i>; but if there be a Communion, the
+<i>Nicene Creed</i> shall be used.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Nicene Creed.</h3>
+
+<p><b>I believe in one God, the Father Almighty,
+Maker of heaven and earth, And of all
+things visible and invisible.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the only-begotten
+Son of God, begotten of His Father
+before all worlds, God of God, Light of
+Light, Very God of Very God, Begotten,
+not made, Being of one substance with the
+Father, By whom all things were made;
+Who for us men and for our salvation came
+down from heaven And was incarnate by
+the Holy Ghost of the Virgin Mary. And
+was made man; And was crucified also for
+us under Pontius Pilate. He suffered and
+was buried; and the third day He rose again,
+according to the Scripture; and ascended
+into heaven, And sitteth on the right hand
+of the Father; and He shall come again with
+glory to judge both the quick and the dead;
+Whose kingdom shall have no end.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_8">[8]</span></p>
+
+<p><b>And I believe in the Holy Ghost, The Lord
+and Giver of Life, Who proceedeth from the
+Father and the Son, Who with the Father
+and the Son together is worshiped and glorified,
+Who spake by the prophets. And
+I believe one holy Christian and Apostolic
+Church. I acknowledge one Baptism for
+the remission of sins; And I look for the
+resurrection of the dead; And the life of the
+world to come. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Apostles’ Creed.</h3>
+
+<p><b>I believe in God the Father Almighty,
+Maker of heaven and earth.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>And in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our
+Lord; Who was conceived by the Holy
+Ghost, Born of the Virgin Mary; Suffered
+under Pontius Pilate, Was crucified, dead,
+and buried; He descended into hell; The
+third day He rose again from the dead; He
+ascended into heaven and sitteth on the right
+hand of God the Father Almighty; From
+thence He shall come to judge the quick and
+the dead.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>I believe in the Holy Ghost; The holy
+Christian Church, the communion of saints;
+The forgiveness of sins; The resurrection of
+the body; And the life everlasting. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then may a Hymn be sung, and the <i>Minister</i> shall go
+into the pulpit. After the Hymn shall follow</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Sermon.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">The Sermon ended, the <i>Congregation</i> standing up, the
+<i>Minister</i> shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>The peace of God, which passeth all understanding,
+keep your hearts and minds through
+Christ Jesus.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Offertory</i> shall then be chanted, at the close of which
+the <i>Congregation</i> shall be seated.</p>
+
+<p>One of the <i>Offertories</i> here following, or any other
+suitable <i>Offertory</i>, may be used.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_9">[9]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Offertory.</h3>
+
+<h4 class="center">I.</h4>
+
+<p><b>Create in me a clean heart, O God: and
+renew a right spirit within me.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Cast me not away from Thy presence: and
+take not Thy Holy Spirit from me.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Restore unto me the joy of Thy salvation:
+and uphold me with Thy free Spirit.</b></p>
+
+<h4 class="center">II.</h4>
+
+<p><b>The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit:
+a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou
+wilt not despise.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Do good in Thy good pleasure unto Zion:
+build Thou the walls of Jerusalem.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Then shalt Thou be pleased with the sacrifices
+of righteousness: with burnt offering
+and whole burnt offering.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The Offerings shall be gathered and brought to the
+<i>Minister</i>, who shall place them on the Altar.</p>
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Minister</i> make mention of any special petition,
+intercessions, or thanksgivings which may have been
+requested. He may also make mention of the death of any
+member of the Congregation.</p>
+
+<p>Then shall follow the <i>General Prayer</i>. The prayer here
+following may be used, or, if there be no Communion, the
+<i>Litany</i>, or a selection from the <i>Collects and Prayers</i>, or
+any other suitable prayer.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The General Prayer.</h3>
+
+<p>Almighty and most merciful God, the Father
+of our Lord Jesus Christ, we give Thee thanks
+for all Thy goodness and tender mercies, especially
+for the gift of Thy dear Son and for the
+revelation of Thy will and grace; and we beseech
+Thee so to implant Thy Word in us that in good
+and honest hearts we may keep it and bring
+forth fruit by patient continuance in well-doing.</p>
+
+<p>Most heartily we beseech Thee so to rule and
+govern Thy Church Universal, with all its pastors
+and ministers, that it may be preserved in the
+<span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_10">[10]</span>pure doctrine of Thy saving Word, whereby faith
+toward Thee may be strengthened and charity
+increased in us toward all mankind.</p>
+
+<p>Grant also health and prosperity to all that are
+in authority, especially to the President [and
+Congress] of the United States, the Governor
+[and Legislature] of this Commonwealth, and
+to all our Judges and Magistrates; and endue
+them with grace to rule after Thy good pleasure,
+to the maintenance of righteousness and to the
+hindrance and punishment of wickedness, that
+we may lead a quiet and peaceable life, in all
+godliness and honesty.</p>
+
+<p>May it please Thee also to turn the hearts of
+our enemies and adversaries that they may cease
+their enmity and be inclined to walk with us in
+meekness and in peace.</p>
+
+<p>All who are in trouble, want, sickness, anguish
+of labor, peril of death, or any other adversity,
+especially those who are in suffering for Thy
+name and for Thy truth’s sake, comfort, O God,
+with Thy Holy Spirit that they may receive and
+acknowledge their afflictions as the manifestation
+of Thy fatherly will.</p>
+
+<p>And although we have deserved Thy righteous
+wrath and manifold punishments, yet, we entreat
+Thee, O most merciful Father, remember not the
+sins of our youth nor our many transgressions,
+but out of Thine unspeakable goodness, grace,
+and mercy defend us from all harm and danger
+of body and soul. Preserve us from false and
+pernicious doctrine, from war and bloodshed,
+from plague and pestilence, from all calamity by
+fire and water, from hail and tempest, from
+failure of harvest and from famine, from anguish
+of heart and despair of Thy mercy, and from an
+evil death. And in every time of trouble show
+Thyself a very present Help, the Savior of all
+men, and especially of them that believe.</p>
+
+<p>Cause also the needful fruits of the earth to
+prosper that we may enjoy them in due season.
+<span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_11">[11]</span>Give success to the Christian training of the
+young, to all lawful occupations on land and
+sea, and to all pure arts and useful knowledge;
+and crown them with Thy blessing.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Here special Supplications, Intercessions, and Prayers may
+be made.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>These and whatsoever other things Thou wouldst
+have us ask of Thee, O God, vouchsafe unto us
+for the sake of the bitter sufferings and death
+of Jesus Christ, Thine only Son, our Lord and
+Savior, who liveth and reigneth with Thee and
+the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Minister</i>, and the <i>Congregation</i> with
+him, say the <i>Lord’s Prayer</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Lord’s Prayer.</h3>
+
+<p><b>Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed
+be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will
+be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give
+us this day our daily bread; And forgive
+us our trespasses, as we forgive those who
+trespass against us; And lead us not into
+temptation; But deliver us from evil; For
+Thine is the kingdom and the power and
+the glory forever and ever. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be sung a Hymn.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr class="tb">
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>If there be no Communion, a Doxology may be sung, and
+the <i>Minister</i>, standing at the Altar, shall pronounce the
+<i>Benediction</i>, after which the <i>Congregation</i> shall offer silent
+prayer.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Benediction.</h3>
+
+<p>The Lord bless thee and keep thee.</p>
+
+<p>The Lord make His face shine upon thee and
+be gracious unto thee.</p>
+
+<p>The Lord lift up His countenance upon thee
+and give thee peace.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen</b>.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_12">[12]</span></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>While the Hymn is sung, the <i>Minister</i> shall go to the
+Altar, make ready the Communion vessels, and prepare for
+the administration of the <i>Holy Communion</i>.</p>
+
+<p>The Hymn ended, the <i>Congregation</i> shall rise and stand
+to the end of the <i>Agnus Dei</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Preface.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">The <i>Minister</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">The Lord be with you.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>And with thy spirit.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Lift up your hearts.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>We lift them up unto the Lord.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Let us give thanks unto the Lord,
+our God.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>It is meet and right so to do.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> It is truly meet, right, and salutary
+that we should at all times and in all places give
+thanks unto Thee, O Lord, Holy Father, Almighty,
+Everlasting God:</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Here shall follow the <i>Proper Preface</i>, according to the
+time, if there be any specially appointed, or else immediately
+shall follow,</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">Therefore with angels, etc.</p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Proper Prefaces.</h3>
+
+<h4 class="center">For Christmas.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>For in the mystery of the Word made flesh Thou hast
+given us a new revelation of Thy glory, that, seeing Thee
+in the person of Thy Son, we may be drawn to the love of
+those things which are not seen. Therefore with angels, etc.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">For the Passion Season.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Who on the tree of the cross didst give salvation unto
+mankind, that, whence death arose, thence Life also might
+rise again; and that he, who by a tree once overcame,
+might likewise by a tree be overcome through Christ, our
+Lord; through whom with angels, etc.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_13">[13]</span></p>
+
+<h4 class="center">For the Easter Season.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>But chiefly are we bound to praise Thee for the glorious
+resurrection of Thy Son Jesus Christ, our Lord; for He
+is the very Paschal Lamb, which was offered for us and
+hath taken away the sin of the world; who by His death
+hath destroyed death and by His rising to life again hath
+restored to us everlasting life. Therefore with angels, etc.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">For Ascension Day.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Through Jesus Christ, our Lord, who after His Resurrection
+appeared openly to all His disciples and in their
+sight was taken up into heaven that He might make us
+partakers of His divine nature. Therefore with angels, etc.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">For Whitsunday.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Through Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son, our Lord and Savior;
+who ascended above the heavens and, sitting at Thy right
+hand, poured out on this day the Holy Spirit, as He had
+promised, upon the chosen disciples; whereat the whole
+earth rejoices with exceeding joy. Therefore with angels, etc.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">For the Festival of the Holy Trinity.</h4>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Who with Thine only-begotten Son and the Holy Ghost
+art one God, one Lord. And in the confession of the only
+true God we worship the Trinity in Person, and the Unity
+in Substance, of Majesty coequal. Therefore with angels, etc.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr class="tb">
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">After the <i>Preface</i> shall follow immediately:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>Therefore with angels and archangels and with
+all the company of heaven we laud and magnify
+Thy glorious name, evermore praising Thee and
+saying:</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Congregation</i> chant or say the <i>Sanctus</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><b>Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Sabaoth!
+Heaven and earth are full of Thy glory.
+Hosanna in the highest!</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Blessed is He that cometh in the name of
+the Lord.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Hosanna in the highest!<a id="FNanchor_1" href="#Footnote_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then the <i>Minister</i>, turning to the Altar, shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">Let us pray.</p>
+
+<p>Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be
+Thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done
+<span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_14">[14]</span>on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our
+daily bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we
+forgive those who trespass against us; And lead
+us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Congregation</i> chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><b>For Thine is the kingdom and the power
+and the glory forever and ever. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then shall the <i>Minister</i> chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>Our Lord Jesus Christ, in the
+night in which He was betrayed,
+took bread;<a id="FNanchor_2" href="#Footnote_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</a> and when He
+had given thanks, He brake it and gave it to His
+disciples and said: Take, eat; this is My body,
+which is given for you; this do in remembrance
+of Me.</p>
+
+<p>After the same manner, also,
+He took the cup,<a id="FNanchor_3" href="#Footnote_3" class="fnanchor">[3]</a> when He
+had supped; and when He had given thanks, He
+gave it to them, saying: Drink ye all of it; this
+cup is the New Testament in My blood, which is
+shed for you and for many for the remission of
+sins; this do, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance
+of Me.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then shall the <i>Minister</i> turn to the congregation and chant
+or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>The peace of the Lord be with you alway.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall the <i>Congregation</i> chant or say the <i>Agnus
+Dei</i>, and the distribution shall begin.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Agnus Dei.</h3>
+
+<p><b>O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest
+away the sin of the world, have mercy
+upon us!</b></p>
+
+<p><b>O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest
+away the sin of the world, have mercy
+upon us!</b></p>
+
+<p><b>O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest
+away the sin of the world, grant us Thy
+peace! Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_15">[15]</span></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">When the <i>Minister</i> giveth the Bread, he shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>Take and eat; this is the true body of our
+Lord Jesus Christ, given into death for thy sins.
+This strengthen and preserve thee in the true
+faith unto life eternal. Amen.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">When he giveth the Cup, he shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>Take and drink; this is the true blood of our
+Lord Jesus Christ, shed for the remission of thy
+sins. This strengthen and preserve thee in the
+true faith unto life eternal. Amen.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">In dismissing the Communicants, the <i>Minister</i> may say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center">Depart in peace.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>If the consecrated bread or wine be spent before all have
+communed, the <i>Minister</i> shall consecrate more, saying aloud,
+so much of the words of institution as pertaineth to the
+element to be consecrated.</p>
+
+<p>When all have communed, the <i>Minister</i> shall reverently
+cover what remaineth of the bread and wine.</p>
+
+<p>Then, all standing, the <i>Congregation</i> may chant or
+say the</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Nunc Dimittis.</h3>
+
+<p><b>Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart
+in peace according to Thy word;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation,
+which Thou hast prepared before the face of
+all people.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>A light to lighten the Gentiles; and the
+glory of Thy people Israel.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to the Father and to the Son and
+to the Holy Ghost;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>As it was in the beginning, is now, and
+ever shall be, world without end. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be chanted or said:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Thanksgiving.</h3>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> O give thanks unto the Lord, for He
+is good.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>And His mercy endureth forever.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_16">[16]</span></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> We give thanks to Thee, Almighty
+God, that Thou hast refreshed us through this
+salutary gift; and we beseech Thee that of Thy
+mercy Thou wouldst strengthen us through the
+same in faith toward Thee and in fervent love
+toward one another; through Jesus Christ, Thy
+dear Son, our Lord, who liveth and reigneth
+with Thee and the Holy Ghost ever one God,
+world without end.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then may be chanted or said the</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Benedicamus.</h3>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> The Lord be with you.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>And with thy spirit.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Bless we the Lord.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Thanks be to God!</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then shall the <i>Minister</i> say the <i>Benediction</i> as here followeth,
+or he may say the words <i>2 Cor. 13, 14</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Benediction.</h3>
+
+<p>The Lord bless thee and keep thee.</p>
+
+<p>The Lord make His face shine upon thee and
+be gracious unto thee.</p>
+
+<p>The Lord lift up His countenance upon thee and
+give thee peace.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>After the <i>Benediction</i> the <i>Congregation</i> should offer
+silent prayer.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr class="tb">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_17">[17]</span></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p class="center">Then may the <i>Minister</i> give this <i>Exhortation</i>.<a id="FNanchor_4" href="#Footnote_4" class="fnanchor">[4]</a></p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Exhortation.</h3>
+
+<p>Dearly Beloved! Forasmuch as we purpose to come to
+the Holy Supper of our Lord Jesus Christ, it becometh us
+diligently to examine ourselves, as St. Paul exhorteth us.
+For this holy Sacrament hath been instituted for the special
+comfort and strengthening of those who humbly confess their
+sins and hunger and thirst after righteousness.</p>
+
+<p>But if we thus examine ourselves, we shall find nothing
+in us but only sin and death, from which we can in no
+wise set ourselves free. Therefore our Lord Jesus Christ
+hath had mercy upon us and hath taken upon Himself our
+nature, that so He might fulfil for us the whole will and
+Law of God and for us and for our deliverance suffer death
+and all that we by our sins have deserved. And to the end
+that we should the more confidently believe this and be
+strengthened by our faith in a cheerful obedience to His
+holy will, He hath instituted the holy Sacrament of His
+Supper, in which He feedeth us with His body and giveth
+us to drink of His blood.</p>
+
+<p>Therefore, whoso eateth of this bread and drinketh of this
+cup, firmly believing the words of Christ, dwelleth in Christ
+and Christ in him and hath eternal life.</p>
+
+<p>We should also do this in remembrance of Him, showing
+His death, that He was delivered for our offenses and raised
+again for our justification, and, rendering unto Him most
+hearty thanks for the same, take up our cross and follow
+Him, and, according to His commandment, love one another
+even as He hath loved us. For we are all one bread and
+one body, even as we are all partakers of this one bread
+and drink of this one cup.</p>
+
+<div class="footnotes">
+
+<h3 class="center" id="FOOTNOTES">FOOTNOTES:</h3>
+
+<div class="footnote">
+
+<p><a id="Footnote_1" href="#FNanchor_1" class="label">[1]</a> For Exhortation see end of this service.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<div class="footnote">
+
+<p><a id="Footnote_2" href="#FNanchor_2" class="label">[2]</a> <i>Here he shall take the Plate with the Bread in his
+hand.</i></p>
+
+</div>
+
+<div class="footnote">
+
+<p><a id="Footnote_3" href="#FNanchor_3" class="label">[3]</a> <i>Here he shall take the Cup in his hand.</i></p>
+
+</div>
+
+<div class="footnote">
+
+<p><a id="Footnote_4" href="#FNanchor_4" class="label">[4]</a> The Exhortation, if in use, may be inserted at the place
+indicated above.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_18">[18]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak gothic" id="Vespers">The Order of Evening Service, or Vespers.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>A Hymn of Invocation of the Holy Ghost or another
+Hymn may be sung.</p>
+
+<p>Then shall be chanted or said, responsively, the <i>Versicle</i>
+with the <i>Gloria Patri</i> as here followeth, all standing to the
+end of the <i>Psalm</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> O Lord, open Thou my lips.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>And my mouth shall show
+forth Thy praise.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Make haste, O God, to deliver me.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Make haste, to help me,
+O Lord.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to the Father and to the Son and
+to the Holy Ghost, as it was in the beginning,
+is now, and ever shall be, world without
+end. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Hallelujah!</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>During the Passion Season the <i>Hallelujah</i> shall be
+omitted.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Psalm.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be chanted or said one or more <i>Psalms</i>. At
+the end of the <i>Psalm</i> the <i>Gloria Patri</i> shall be chanted.
+An <i>Antiphon</i> may be used with each Psalm.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Lesson.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Scripture Lessons</i> shall then be read, and after each
+<i>Lesson</i> may be chanted or said:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> But Thou, O Lord, have mercy
+upon us.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Thanks be to Thee, O Lord.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>After the <i>Lessons</i> a <i>Responsory</i> may be chanted.</p>
+
+<p>Then may be sung a Hymn.</p>
+
+<p>Then may follow a <i>Sermon</i>, after which the <i>Offerings</i>
+may be gathered.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_19">[19]</span></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be sung</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Hymn.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then, all standing, may be chanted or said this <i>Versicle</i>.</p>
+
+<p>But on Festival Days a special <i>Versicle</i> may be used.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Let my prayers be set forth before
+Thee as incense;</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>And the lifting up of my
+hands as the evening sacrifice.</b></p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Canticle.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be chanted the</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Magnificat.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Luke 1, 46-55.</p>
+
+<p><b>My soul doth magnify the Lord: and my
+spirit hath rejoiced in God, my Savior.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>For He hath regarded: the low estate of
+His handmaiden.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>For, behold, from henceforth: all generations
+shall call me blessed.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>For He that is mighty hath done to me
+great things: and holy is His name.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>And His mercy is on them that fear Him:
+from generation to generation.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>He hath showed strength with His arm:
+He hath scattered the proud in the imagination
+of their hearts.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>He hath put down the mighty from their
+seats: and exalted them of low degree.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>He hath filled the hungry with good
+things: and the rich He hath sent empty
+away.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>He hath holpen His servant Israel in
+remembrance of His mercy: as He spake to
+our fathers, to Abraham and to his seed,
+forever.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to the Father and to the Son:
+and to the Holy Ghost;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>As it was in the beginning, is now, and
+ever shall be: world without end. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_20">[20]</span></p>
+
+<p class="center">or the</p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Nunc Dimittis.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Luke 2, 29-32.</p>
+
+<p><b>Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart
+in peace: according to Thy word;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation:
+which Thou hast prepared before the face
+of all people;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>A light to lighten the Gentiles: and the
+glory of Thy people Israel.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to the Father and to the Son:
+and to the Holy Ghost;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>As it was in the beginning, is now, and
+ever shall be: world without end. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>An <i>Antiphon</i> may be chanted with the <i>Canticle</i>.</p>
+
+<p>Then shall be said the <i>Prayers</i> here following, or the
+<i>Suffrages</i>, the <i>Litany</i>, or other prayers.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Prayer.</h3>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Lord, have mercy upon us.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Lord, have mercy upon us.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Christ, have mercy upon us.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Christ, have mercy upon us.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Lord, have mercy upon us.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Lord, have mercy upon us.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then all shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><b>Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed
+be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will
+be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us
+this day our daily bread; And forgive us
+our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
+against us; And lead us not into temptation;
+But deliver us from evil; For Thine
+is the kingdom and the power and the glory
+forever and ever. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> The Lord be with you.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>And with thy spirit.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_21">[21]</span></p>
+
+<p class="center">Let us pray.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be said the <i>Collect</i> for the day. The <i>Collect</i>
+for the Sunday is said throughout the week following until
+Friday; but on Saturday the <i>Collect</i> for the following
+Sunday is said. Then may be said any other <i>Collects</i> and
+after that this <i>Collect for Peace</i>. A <i>Versicle</i> may be
+used with the <i>Collect</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> The Lord will give strength unto His
+people.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>The Lord will bless His people
+with peace.</b></p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Collect for Peace.</h3>
+
+<p>O God, from whom all holy desires, all good
+counsels, and all just works do proceed, give unto
+Thy servants that peace which the world cannot
+give, that our hearts may be set to obey Thy
+commandments, and also that we by Thee, being
+defended from the fear of our enemies, may pass
+our time in rest and quietness; through the
+merits of Jesus Christ, our Savior.</p>
+
+<p class="center">Amen.</p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then may be chanted or said the</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Benedicamus.</h3>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Bless we the Lord.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Thanks be to God!</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The service may end with the <i>Benedicamus</i>, or a Closing
+Hymn may be sung, after which may be said:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the
+love of God and the communion of the Holy Ghost
+be with you all.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>At the close of the Service silent prayer should be offered.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_22">[22]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak gothic" id="Matins">The Order of Early Service, or Matins.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>A Hymn of Invocation of the Holy Ghost or another Hymn
+may be sung.</p>
+
+<p>Then shall be chanted or said the <i>Versicles</i> here following,
+all standing to the end of the <i>Venite</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> O Lord, open Thou my lips.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>And my mouth shall show
+forth Thy praise.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Make haste, O God, to deliver me.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Make haste to help me,
+O Lord.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and
+to the Holy Ghost;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>As it was in the beginning, is now, and
+ever shall be: world without end. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Hallelujah!</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>During the Passion season the <i>Hallelujah</i> shall be
+omitted.</p>
+
+<p>Then shall follow the <i>Invitatory</i> with the <i>Venite</i>. On
+Festival Days a special <i>Invitatory</i> may be used.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> O come, let us worship the Lord.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>For He is our Maker.</b></p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Venite Exultemus.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Ps. 95, 1-7.</p>
+
+<p><b>O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us
+make a joyful noise to the Rock of our salvation.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Let us come before His presence with
+thanksgiving: and make a joyful noise unto
+Him with psalms.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>For the Lord is a great God: and a great
+King above all gods.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>In His hand are the deep places of the
+earth: the strength of the hills is His also.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_23">[23]</span></p>
+
+<p><b>The sea is His, and He made it: and His
+hands formed the dry land.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>O come, let us worship and bow down:
+let us kneel before the Lord, our Maker.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>For He is our God: and we are the people
+of His pasture and the sheep of His hand.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to the Father and to the Son:
+and to the Holy Ghost;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>As it was in the beginning, is now, and
+ever shall be: world without end. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Hymn.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The Hymn shall then be sung.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Psalm.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then, all standing to the end of the <i>Psalm</i>, shall be
+chanted or said one or more <i>Psalms</i>. At the end of the
+<i>Psalm</i> the <i>Gloria Patri</i> shall be chanted. An <i>Antiphon</i>
+may be used with each <i>Psalm</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Lesson.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Scripture Lessons</i> shall then be read. After each
+<i>Lesson</i> may be chanted or said:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> But Thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Thanks be to God!</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>After the <i>Lessons</i> a <i>Responsory</i> may be chanted.</p>
+
+<p>A brief <i>Exhortation</i> or a <i>Sermon</i> may then follow.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Canticle.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The <i>Congregation</i> shall stand and chant the <i>Te Deum
+Laudamus</i> or the <i>Benedictus</i>. An <i>Antiphon</i> may be
+chanted with the <i>Benedictus</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Te Deum Laudamus.</h3>
+
+<p><b>We praise Thee, O God: we acknowledge
+Thee to be the Lord.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>All the earth doth worship Thee: the
+Father everlasting.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>To Thee all angels cry aloud: the heavens
+and all the powers therein.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>To Thee cherubim and seraphim: continually
+do cry:</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_24">[24]</span></p>
+
+<p><b>Holy, holy, holy: Lord God of Sabaoth;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Heaven and earth are full of the majesty:
+of Thy glory.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>The glorious company of the apostles:
+praise Thee.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>The goodly fellowship of the prophets:
+praise Thee.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>The noble army of martyrs: praise Thee.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>The holy Church throughout all the world:
+doth acknowledge Thee.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>The Father: of an infinite Majesty;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Thine adorable, true: and only Son.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Also the Holy Ghost: the Comforter.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Thou art the King of Glory: O Christ.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Thou art the everlasting Son: of the
+Father.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>When Thou tookest upon Thee to deliver
+man: Thou didst humble Thyself to be born
+of a virgin.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>When Thou hadst overcome the sharpness
+of death: Thou didst open the kingdom of
+heaven to all believers.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Thou sittest at the right hand of God: in
+the glory of the Father.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>We believe that Thou shalt come: to be
+our Judge.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>We therefore pray Thee, help Thy servants:
+whom Thou hast redeemed with Thy
+precious blood.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Make them to be numbered with Thy
+saints: in glory everlasting.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>O Lord, save Thy people: and bless Thine
+inheritance.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Govern them: and lift them up forever.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Day by day: we magnify Thee.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>And we worship Thy name: ever, world
+without end.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Vouchsafe, O Lord: to keep us this day
+without sin.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>O Lord, have mercy upon us: have mercy
+upon us.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_25">[25]</span></p>
+
+<p><b>O Lord, let Thy mercy be upon us: as our
+trust is in Thee.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>O Lord, in Thee have I trusted: let me
+never be confounded. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p class="center">or the</p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Benedictus.</h3>
+
+<p class="center">Luke 1, 68-79.</p>
+
+<p><b>Blessed be the Lord God of Israel: for He
+hath visited and redeemed His people;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>And hath raised up a horn of salvation for
+us: in the house of His servant David;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>As He spake by the mouth of His holy
+prophets: which have been since the world
+began;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>That we should be saved from our enemies:
+and from the hand of all that hate us;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>To perform the mercy promised to our
+fathers: and to remember His holy covenant;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>The oath which He sware to our father
+Abraham: that He would grant unto us;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>That we, being delivered out of the hand
+of our enemies: might serve Him without
+fear,</b></p>
+
+<p><b>In holiness and righteousness before Him:
+all the days of our life.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>And thou, child, shalt be called the prophet
+of the Highest: for thou shalt go before the
+face of the Lord to prepare His ways;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>To give knowledge of salvation unto His
+people: by the remission of their sins,</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Through the tender mercy of our God:
+whereby the Dayspring from on high hath
+visited us,</b></p>
+
+<p><b>To give light to them that sit in darkness
+and in the shadow of death: to guide our
+feet in the way of peace.</b></p>
+
+<p><b>Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and
+to the Holy Ghost;</b></p>
+
+<p><b>As it was in the beginning, is now, and
+ever shall be: world without end. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Intro_Page_26">[26]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">The Prayer.</h3>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then shall be said the <i>Prayers</i> here following, or the
+<i>Suffrages</i>, the <i>Litany</i>, or other prayers.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Lord, have mercy upon us.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Lord, have mercy upon us.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Christ, have mercy upon us.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Christ, have mercy upon us.</b></p>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Lord, have mercy upon us.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Lord, have mercy upon us.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then all shall say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><b>Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed
+be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will
+be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give
+us this day our daily bread; And forgive us
+our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass
+against us; And lead us not into temptation;
+But deliver us from evil; For Thine
+is the kingdom and the power and the glory
+forever and ever. Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>One or more <i>Collects</i> may be used, with the <i>Salutation</i>,
+which may be preceded by a <i>Versicle</i>. After each <i>Collect</i>
+the <i>Congregation</i> shall chant or say:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>Then may be chanted or said the <i>Benedicamus</i> with the
+<i>Salutation</i>.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> The Lord be with you.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>And with thy spirit.</b></p>
+
+<h3 class="gothic">Benedicamus.</h3>
+
+<p><i>Minister.</i> Bless we the Lord.</p>
+
+<p><i>Congregation.</i> <b>Thanks be to God!</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>The service may end with the <i>Benedicamus</i>, or a closing
+Hymn may be sung; after which may be said:</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the love
+of God and the communion of the Holy Ghost be
+with you all.</p>
+
+<p class="center"><b>Amen.</b></p>
+
+<div class="smaller">
+
+<p>At the close of the service silent prayer should be offered.</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_1">[1]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="HYMNS">HYMNS</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="THE_BEGINNING_OF_WORSHIP">THE BEGINNING OF WORSHIP.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_1">1</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus Christ, to us attend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Holy Spirit to us send,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With grace to rule us day by day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead us in true wisdom’s way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Teach Thou our lips to sing Thy praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our hearts in true devotion raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our faith increase, and grant us light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may know Thy name aright;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Until we join the hosts that cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Holy art Thou, O Lord most high!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in the light of that blest place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall gaze upon Thee face to face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Glory to God, the Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Spirit, Three in One!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, O holy Trinity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be praise throughout eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">William, Duke of Saxe-Weimar, 1651.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_2">2</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, open Thou my heart to hear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And by Thy Word to me draw near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me Thy Word still pure retain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me Thy child and heir remain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy Word doth move the inmost heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word doth perfect health impart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word my soul with joy doth bless.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word brings peace and blessedness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Glory to God the Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Spirit, Three in One!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, O blessed Trinity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be praise throughout eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Olearius, 1671.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_2">[2]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_3">3</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessed Jesus, at Thy word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We are gathered all to hear Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let our hearts and souls be stirred</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now to seek and love and fear Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy teachings, sweet and holy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drawn from earth to love Thee solely.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. All our knowledge, sense, and sight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lie in deepest darkness shrouded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till Thy Spirit breaks our night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the beams of truth unclouded.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou alone to God canst win us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou must work all good within us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Glorious Lord, Thyself impart!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Light of Light, from God proceeding;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Open Thou our ears and heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help us by Thy Spirit’s pleading;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear the cry Thy people raises,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear and bless our prayers and praises.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise to Thee and adoration!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that we Thy Word may trust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And obtain true consolation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While we here below must wander,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till we sing Thy praises yonder.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. Clausnitzer, 1663; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_4">4</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy presence, gracious God, afford,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prepare us to receive Thy Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now let Thy voice engage our ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And faith be mixed with what we hear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Distracting thoughts and cares remove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fix our hearts and hopes above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With food divine may we be fed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And satisfied with living bread.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_3">[3]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To us the sacred Word apply</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With sovereign power and energy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And may we, in Thy faith and fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Reduce to practise what we hear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Father, in us Thy Son reveal;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us to know and do Thy will;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy saving power and love display</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guide us to the realms of day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Fawcett, 1817.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_5">5</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Open now Thy gates of beauty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Zion, let me enter there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where my soul in joyful duty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Waits for Him who answers pray’r;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, how blessed is this place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Filled with solace, light, and grace!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Yes, my God, I come before Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come Thou also down to me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where we find Thee and adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There a heaven on earth must be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In my heart, oh, enter Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let it be Thy temple now.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here Thy praise is gladly chanted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here Thy seed is duly sown;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let my soul, where it is planted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring forth precious sheaves alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So that all I hear may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fruitful unto life in me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou my faith increase and quicken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let me keep Thy Gift divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Howsoe’er temptations thicken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May Thy Word still o’er me shine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As my pole-star through my life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As my comfort in my strife.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_4">[4]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let Thy will be done indeed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May I undisturbed draw near Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whilst Thou dost Thy people feed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here of life the fountain flows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here is balm for all our woes.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Schmolck, 1734; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_6">6</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, when we bend before Thy throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And our confessions pour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us to feel the sins we own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hate what we deplore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Our broken spirit pitying see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">True penitence impart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then let a kindling glance from Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Beam hope upon the heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When our responsive tongues essay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their grateful hymns to raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that our souls may join the lay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And mount to Thee in praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When we disclose our wants in prayer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May we our wills resign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And not a thought our bosom share</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That is not wholly Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. May faith each meek petition fill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And waft it to the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And teach our hearts ’tis goodness still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That grants it or denies.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. D. Carlyle, 1802.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_7">7</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, we come before Thee now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At Thy feet we humbly bow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, do not our suit disdain!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lord, on Thee our souls depend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In compassion now descend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tune our lips to sing Thy praise.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[5]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. In Thine own appointed way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now we seek Thee, here we stay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, we know not how to go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till a blessing Thou bestow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Send some message from Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That may joy and peace afford;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy Spirit now impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Full salvation to each heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Comfort those who weep and mourn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the time of joy return;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those that are cast down lift up,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strong in faith, in love, and hope.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Grant that those who seek may find</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee a God sincere and kind.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heal the sick, the captive free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us all rejoice in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. Hammond, 1745.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_8">8</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thy temple I repair;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, I love to worship there.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While Thy glorious praise is sung,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Touch my lips, unloose my tongue.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. While the prayers of saints ascend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God of Love, to mine attend.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear, for Jesus intercedes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. While I hearken to Thy Law,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill my soul with humble awe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till Thy Gospel bring to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life and immortality.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. While Thy ministers proclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace and pardon in Thy name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through their voice, by faith, may I</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear Thee speaking from the sky.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. From Thy house, when I return,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May my heart within me burn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And at evening let me say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I have walked with God to-day.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1812.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[6]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="THE_CLOSE_OF_WORSHIP">THE CLOSE OF WORSHIP.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_9">9</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Abide, O dearest Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Among us with Thy grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Satan may not harm us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor we to sin give place.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Abide, O dear Redeemer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Among us with Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thus now and hereafter</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">True peace and joy afford.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Abide with heavenly brightness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Among us, precious Light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy truth direct, and keep us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From error’s gloomy night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Abide with richest blessings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Among us, bounteous Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us in grace and wisdom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grow daily through Thy Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Abide with Thy protection</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Among us, Lord, our Strength,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lest world and Satan fell us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And overcome at length.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Abide, O faithful Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Among us with Thy love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant steadfastness and help us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To reach our home above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Stegmann, 1628; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_10">10</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now our worship sweet is o’er—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Singing, praying, teaching, hearing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us gladly God adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For His gracious strength and cheering.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise our God, who now would save us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the rich repast He gave us.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[7]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Now the Blessing cheers our heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the service thus is ended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us joyfully depart,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be our souls to God commended.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May His Spirit ever guide us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with all things well provide us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let our going out be blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bless our entrance in like measure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bless, O Lord, our toil and rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bless our bread, our grief and pleasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be in death Thy blessing given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make us blest heirs of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. H. Schenck, 1680; M. Loy, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_11">11</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On what has now been sown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy blessing, Lord, bestow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The pow’r is Thine alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To make it spring and grow:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do Thou the gracious harvest raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou alone shalt have the praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To Thee our wants are known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thee are all our powers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Accept what is Thine own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pardon what is ours.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our praises, Lord, and prayers receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to Thy Word a blessing give.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O grant that each of us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who meet before Thee here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May meet together thus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When Thou and Thine appear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And follow Thee to heaven, our home.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en so, Amen, Lord Jesus, come!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Newton, 1779.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[8]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_12">12</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweet Savior, bless us ere we go;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Word into our minds instil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make our lukewarm hearts to glow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With lowly love and fervent will.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O gentle Jesus, be our Light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The day is gone, its hours have run,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Thou hast taken count of all—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The scanty triumphs grace hath won,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The broken vow, the frequent fall.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O gentle Jesus, be our Light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">True absolution and release</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bless us, more than in past days,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With purity and inward peace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O gentle Jesus, be our Light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For all we love, the poor, the sad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The sinful, unto Thee we call;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let Thy mercy make us glad;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art our Savior and our All.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O gentle Jesus, be our Light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Sweet Savior, bless us; night is come;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through night and darkness near us be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Good angels watch about our home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And we are one day nearer Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through life’s long day and death’s dark night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O gentle Jesus, be our Light.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">F. W. Faber, 1852.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[9]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_13">13</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Almighty God, Thy Word is cast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like seed into the ground;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now let the dew of heaven descend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And righteous fruits abound.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let not the foe of Christ and man</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This holy seed remove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But give it root in every heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To bring forth fruits of love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let not the world’s deceitful cares</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The rising plant destroy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But let it yield a hundredfold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The fruits of peace and joy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Oft as the precious seed is sown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy quickening grace bestow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That all whose souls the truth receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its saving power may know.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Cawood, 1819.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_14">14</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, all my sins confessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gracious hear me when I cry;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give through faith the promised blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Freely, fully <i>justify</i>.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. By Thy Holy Spirit’s leading,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring me to Thy bosom nigh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy blessed footsteps treading,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soul and body <i>sanctify</i>.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. So, the days of conflict ended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the mansions of the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whither, Lord, Thou art ascended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thyself me <i>glorify</i>.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Haweis, 1808, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_15">15</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now may He who from the dead</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Brought the Shepherd of the sheep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus Christ, our king and Head,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All our souls in safety keep.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_10">[10]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. May He teach us to fulfil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is pleasing in His sight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Perfect us in all His will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And preserve us day and night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To that dear Redeemer’s praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who the covenant sealed with blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let our hearts and voices raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Loud thanksgivings to our God.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Newton, 1779.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_16">16</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">10s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, again to Thy dear name we raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With one accord our parting hymn of praise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once more we bless Thee ere our worship cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then, lowly bending, wait Thy word of peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That in this house have called upon Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Turn Thou for us its darkness into light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From harm and danger keep Thy children free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For dark and light are both alike to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our balm in sorrow and our stay in strife;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Ellerton, 1866.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[11]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_17">17</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fill our hearts with joy and peace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us each, Thy love possessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Triumph in redeeming grace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">|: O refresh us, :|</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trav’ling through this wilderness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thanks we give and adoration</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thy Gospel’s joyful sound.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May the fruits of Thy salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In our hearts and lives abound:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">|: May Thy presence :|</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With us evermore be found.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. So, whene’er the signal’s given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Us from earth to call away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Borne on angels’ wings to heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glad the summons to obey,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">|: May we, ready, :|</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rise and reign in endless day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Fawcett, 1773.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_18">18</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of my life, whose tender care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath led me on till now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here lowly, at the hour of prayer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before Thy throne I bow.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I bless Thy gracious hand and pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forgiveness for another day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O may I daily, hourly, strive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In heavenly grace to grow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee and to Thy glory live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dead else to all below;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tread in the path my Savior trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though thorny, yet the path to God!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. With prayer my humble praise I bring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For mercies day by day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, teach my heart Thy love to sing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, teach me how to pray!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that I have, I am, to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I offer through eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">“Ω Chelsea,” 1838.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[12]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="MORNING">MORNING.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_19">19</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When streaming from the eastern skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The morning light salutes my eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Sun of righteousness divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On me with beams of mercy shine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chase the dark clouds of sin away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And turn my darkness into day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When to heaven’s great and glorious King</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My morning sacrifice I bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, grieving o’er my guilt and shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ask mercy, Savior, in Thy name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My conscience sprinkle with Thy blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And be my advocate with God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When each day’s scenes and labors close,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wearied nature seeks repose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With pardoning mercy, richly blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guard me, my Savior, while I rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And as each morning’s sun shall rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O lead me onward to the skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And at my life’s last setting sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My conflict o’er, my labors done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To cheer and bless my dying bed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from death’s gloom my spirit raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To see Thy face and sing Thy praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Wm. Shrubsole, 1813, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_20">20</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O holy, blessed Trinity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Divine, essential Unity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou this day my Guide and Host.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My soul and body keep from harm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er all I have extend Thine arm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Satan may not cause distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor bring me shame and wretchedness.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[13]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The Father’s love shield me this day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Son’s pure wisdom cheer my way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Holy Spirit’s light divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Illume my heart’s benighted shrine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My Maker, strengthen Thou my heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O my Redeemer, help impart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest Comforter, keep at my side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That faith and love in me abide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord, bless and keep Thou me as Thine!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, make Thy face upon me shine!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, lift Thy countenance on me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And give me peace, sweet peace, from Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Behm, 1608; C. H. L. Schuette, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_21">21</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">While yet the morn is breaking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I thank my God once more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beneath whose care awaking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I find the night is o’er;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I thank Him that He calls me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To life and health anew;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know whate’er befalls me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His care will still be true.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Israel’s Guardian, hear me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watch over me this day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In all I do be near me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For others, too, I pray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee I would commend them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Church, our school, our land,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Direct them and defend them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When dangers are at hand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O gracious Lord, direct us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy doctrine pure defend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From heresies protect us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And for Thy Word contend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may praise Thee ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God, with one accord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And say: The Lord, our Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be evermore adored!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[14]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O grant us peace and gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Give us our daily bread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shield us from grief and sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On us Thy blessings shed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that our whole behavior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In truth and righteousness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May praise Thee, Lord, our Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose holy name we bless.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And gently grant Thy blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That we may do Thy will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No more Thy ways transgressing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our proper task fulfil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Peter’s full affiance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let down our nets again;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If Thou art our Reliance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our toil will not be vain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. With craftiness unceasing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strives Satan to restrain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What in Thy sight is pleasing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And for Thy Church is gain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet vain is his endeavor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou, O Christ, our Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dost rule all things forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By Thine almighty Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Thou art the Vine,—O nourish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The branches graft in Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let them grow and flourish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A fair and fruitful tree.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Spirit pour within us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let His gifts of grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To such good actions win us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As best may show Thy praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Muehlmann, 1610.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_22">22</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My inmost heart now raises,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this fair morning hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A song of thankful praises</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thine almighty power.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[15]</span><div class="verse indent0">O God, upon Thy throne!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To honor and adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I bring my praise before Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Christ, Thine only Son.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. For Thou from me hast warded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All perils of the night;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From every harm hast guarded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul till morning’s light.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Humbly to Thee I cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Savior, have compassion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pardon my transgression;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have mercy, Lord most high!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And shield me from all evil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O gracious God, this day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sin, and from the devil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From shame and from dismay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From fire’s consuming breath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From water’s devastation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From need and consternation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From evil sudden death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My life, my soul—defend them!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My wife, child, goods, and home,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thy hand I commend them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thee my blessings come;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy bounteous hand bestows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My household and my treasures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My parents, friends, and pleasures;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My cup with good o’erflows.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Let not Thine angel leave me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While here on earth I stay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lest Satan’s arts deceive me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And lead my soul astray.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then keep Thine angel near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At night and each new morrow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lest soul and body sorrow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, faltering, cost me dear.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[16]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. God shall do my advising,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose might with wisdom blends;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May He bless rest and rising,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My efforts, means, and ends!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God, forever blessed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will I with mine confide me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And willing let Him guide me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As seemeth to Him best.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Amen! I say, not fearing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That God rejects my prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I doubt not He is hearing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And granting me His care.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So I put forth my hands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And look not long behind me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But ply the task assigned me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By God as He commands.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Mathesius, 1592.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_23">23</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, who madest earth and heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who the day and night hast given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sun and moon and starry host;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou whose mighty hand sustains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth and all that it contains;—</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Praise to Thee my soul shall render,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who this night hast guarded me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My omnipotent Defender,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who from ill dost set me free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Free from danger, anguish, woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Free from the infernal Foe.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let the night of my transgression</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With night’s darkness pass away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, into Thy possession</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I resign myself to-day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy wounds I find relief</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From my greatest sin and grief.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[17]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Grant that I may rise this morning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the lethargy of sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So my soul, through Thy adorning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall be glorious within</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I at the Judgment Day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall not be a castaway.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Let my life and conversation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be directed by Thy Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, Thy constant preservation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thine erring child afford;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nowhere but alone in Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all harm can I be free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Wholly to Thy blest protection</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I commit my heart and mind.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mighty God, to Thy direction</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wholly may I be resigned!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, my Shield, my Light divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, accept and own me Thine!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Lord, to me Thine angel sending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep me from the subtle Foe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From his craft and might defending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Never let Thy wand’rer go,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till my final rest shall come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thine angel bear me home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Albert, 1642; J. C. Jacobi and A. T. Russell, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_24">24</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How lovely now the morning star</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In twilight sky bright gleams afar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While night her curtain raiseth!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each creature hails, with ravished sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The glories of returning light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And God, its Maker, praiseth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Both far And near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things living Thanks are giving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There high soaring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here through earth’s wide field adoring.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[18]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Then haste, my soul, thy song to raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor spare in thy Redeemer’s praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To pour thy due oblation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For glory, Lord, to Thee belongs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy praise resounds in grateful songs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With pious emulation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy rings Glad strings;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Voices sounding, Hearts rebounding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus all nature</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sings Thy praise, O great Creator.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Unconscious, I securely slept</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor saw the cruel foes which kept</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Close watch about my slumber;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though evil spirits, through the night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With fiendish craft and watchful spite,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Came round me without number;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose hands In bands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mischief brewing For my ruin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Had enslaved me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hadst not Thou stood by and saved me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For, Jesus, Thou with saving power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wast near me in that threatening hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Didst save me from their fury;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I reposed in quiet sleep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whilst Thou unwearied watch didst keep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee all praise and glory!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, all My soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upward springing, Loudly singing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While on earth I walk before Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. This day my Fortress, Lord, abide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now ope Thy gates of mercy wide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Within their shelter place me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Castle and my Rock Thou art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, let no foeman’s treacherous dart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thee, my Stronghold, chase me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help, Lord, Afford!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Near me tarry Blows to parry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While around me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sword and armor sore confound me.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_19">[19]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Pour down Thy grace in cheering streams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And warm my heart with mercy’s beams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From heaven, Thy throne of beauty;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy good Spirit guide my will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I, whate’er my station, still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May seek my joy in duty.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Send light And might</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That each measure, Scheme and pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heavenward tending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still in Thee may find its ending.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Keep grief, if this may be, away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If not, Thy will be done, I say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My choice to Thine resigning.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O come and like the morning dew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Refresh my heart and make it new,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I may, unrepining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bear cross And loss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till that morrow Chase all sorrow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When upraisèd</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Thy name is ever praisèd.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Meanwhile, my heart, both sing and leap,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid cross and loss good courage keep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To heaven’s bright gate you hasten;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then lay desponding care aside,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God ever thus His own hath tried</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And those He loves doth chasten;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hope still Midst ill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Calm, though grieving, Firm believing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tribulation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is the road to sure salvation.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Wiesenmeyer, 1653; F. E. Cox, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_25">25</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We lift our hearts to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Day-star from on high!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sun itself is but Thy shade,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet cheers both earth and sky.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[20]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O let Thy rising beams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The night of sin disperse,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mists of error and of vice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which shade the universe.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. How beauteous nature now!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How dark and sad before!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joy we view the pleasing change</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And nature’s God adore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O may no gloomy crime</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pollute the rising day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May Jesus’ blood, like morning dew,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wash all our stains away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. May we this life improve</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To mourn for errors past</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And live this short, revolving day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As if it were our last.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1741.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_26">26</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now the shades of night are gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now the morning light is come;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, may we be Thine to-day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drive the shades of sin away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Fill our souls with heavenly light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Banish doubt and cleanse our sight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy service, Lord, to-day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help us labor, help us pray.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Keep our haughty passions bound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Save us from our foes around;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Going out and coming in,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep us safe from every sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When our work of life is past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, receive us then at last!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Night of sin will be no more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When we reach the heavenly shore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Samson Occom, 1770.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_21">[21]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_27">27</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of my life, O may Thy praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Employ my noblest powers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose goodness lengthens out my days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And fills the circling hours.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Preserved by Thine almighty arm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I pass the shades of night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Serene and safe from every harm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And see returning light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When sleep, death’s semblance, o’er me spread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I unconscious lay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy watchful care was round my bed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To guard my feeble clay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O let the same almighty care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My waking hours attend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From every trespass, every snare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heedless steps defend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Smile on my minutes as they roll</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And guide my future days;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let Thy goodness fill my soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With gratitude and praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, 1760.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_28">28</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every morning mercies new</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fall as fresh as morning dew;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every morning let us pay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tribute with the early day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy compassion doth endure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Still the greatness of Thy love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Daily doth our sins remove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Daily, far as east from west,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lifts the burden from the breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gives unbought to those who pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strength to stand in evil day.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_22">[22]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let our prayers each morn prevail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That these gifts may never fail;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And as we confess the sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the Tempter’s power within,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Feed us with the Bread of Life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fit us for our daily strife.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. As the morning light returns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the sun with splendor burns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us still to turn to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever-blessed Trinity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With our hands our hearts to raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In unfailing prayer and praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. Phillimore, 1863.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_29">29</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Awake, my soul, and with the sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy daily stage of duty run;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To pay thy morning sacrifice.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hast refreshed me while I slept.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I may of endless life partake.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Disperse my sins as morning dew,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guard my first springs of thought and will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with Thyself my spirit fill.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Direct, control, suggest, this day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All I design or do or say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That all my powers, with all their might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy sole glory may unite.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Him, all creatures here below;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Him, above, ye heavenly host:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Ken, 1695.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_23">[23]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="EVENING">EVENING.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_30">30</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since now the day has reached its close</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sunlight shines no more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In sleep the toil-worn find repose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all who wept before.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But Thou, my God, no rest dost know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No slumber dims Thy sight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hatest darkness as Thy foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou Thyself art light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Lord, I pray, remember me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Throughout the gloom of night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And grant to me most graciously</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The shield of Thy great might.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Turn from me Satan’s tyranny</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through many an angel arm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then shall I be from danger free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And safe from every harm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I know the evil I have done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Doth cry aloud to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But yet the mercy of Thy Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath full atoned for me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Him I present Thee as my bail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While suppliant at Thy feet;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With such assurance I’ll not fail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before Thy judgment-seat.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. And therefore now I close my eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sleep with tranquil breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why waste the time in fears or sighs?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God watches o’er my rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Away, vain, idle thoughts, depart!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Roam not, my soul, abroad!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For now I build within my heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A temple to my God.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[24]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Should this night prove the last for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this dark vale of tears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then lead me, Lord, in heaven to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And my elect compeers.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. And thus I live and die to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strong Lord of hosts, indeed!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In life and death Thou helpest me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From every fear and need.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. T. Herzog, before 1670.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_31">31</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wake, my heart, go forth and tell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the mercies without number</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That this bygone day befell.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tell how God hath kept afar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All things that against me war,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hath upheld me and defended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And His grace my soul befriended.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Father, merciful and holy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee to-night I praise and bless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who, to labor true and lowly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grantest ever meet success;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Many a sin and many a woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Many a fierce and subtle foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast Thou checked that once alarmed me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So that naught to-day has harmed me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Yes, our wisdom vainly ponders,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fathoms not Thy loving thought.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never tongue can tell the wonders</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That Thy hand for me hath wrought;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast guided me to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That no ill hath crossed my way.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is neither bound nor measure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy love’s o’erflowing treasure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Now the light that nature gladdens,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the pomp of day, is gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And my heart is tired and saddens</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As the gloomy night comes on.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_25">[25]</span><div class="verse indent0">Ah, then, with Thy changeless light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Warm and cheer my heart to-night;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the shadows round me gather,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep me close to Thee, my Father!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Of Thy grace, I pray Thee, pardon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All my sins and heal their smart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sore and heavy is their burden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sharp their sting within my heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And my Foe lays many a snare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But to tempt me to despair.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou alone canst help me, Savior;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Punish not my ill behavior.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Though I have from Thee departed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now I seek Thy face again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thy Son, the loving-hearted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Made our peace through bitter pain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes, far greater than our sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though it still be strong within,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is Thy love that fails us never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mercy that endures forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Brightness of th’ eternal city!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Light of every faithful soul!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe beneath Thy sheltering pity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let the tempest past me roll;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now it darkens far and near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still, my God, still be Thou here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou canst comfort, and Thou only,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the night is long and lonely.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. From the power of darkness save me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And from Satan’s hellish snares,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who endeavors to enslave me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And assails me unawares;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me never lose the sight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Thy good and gracious light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou canst fill my heart with gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That it feel no pain in sadness.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[26]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Though my weary eyes are closing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And my senses fall asleep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still my soul, on Thee reposing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever must its vigils keep.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let my spirit longingly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Always dream, my God, of Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firmly unto Thee e’er cleaving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sleeping, yet Thy grace receiving.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Lord, the twilight now hath vanished,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Send Thy blessing on my sleep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every sin and terror banished,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let my rest be calm and deep.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul and body, mind and health,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wife and children, house and wealth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Friend and foe, the sick, the stranger,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep Thou safe from harm and danger.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. O Thou mighty God, now hearken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the prayer Thy child hath made;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, while the night-hours darken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou still my hope, my aid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy Ghost, on Thee I call,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Friend and Comforter of all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear my earnest prayer, O hear me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, Thou hearest, Thou art near me.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Rist, 1642.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_32">32</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The happy sunshine now is gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gloomy night comes swiftly on;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But shine Thou still, O Christ, our Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor let us lose ourselves in night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We thank Thee that throughout the day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy angels watched around our way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And free from harm and vexing fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have led us on in safety here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whate’er of wrong we’ve done or said,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not the charge on us be laid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, through Thy free forgiveness blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In peaceful slumber we may rest.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_27">[27]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thy guardian angels round us place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All evil from our couch to chase;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our soul and body, while we sleep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In safety, gracious Father, keep.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Nikolaus Herman, 1560.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_33">33</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now rest beneath night’s shadows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Man, beast, town, woods, and meadows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The world in slumber lies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But thou, my heart, awake thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To prayer and song betake thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let praise to thy Creator rise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O sun, where art thou vanished?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The night thy reign hath banished,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The foe of day, the night.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Farewell! For now appeareth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Another Sun and cheereth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart—’tis Jesus Christ, my Light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The last faint beam is going,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The golden stars are glowing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In yonder dark-blue deep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such is the glory given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When, called of God to heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On earth no more we pine and weep.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To rest my body hasteth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aside its garments casteth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Types of mortality;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">These I put off and ponder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How Christ shall give me yonder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A robe of glorious majesty.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Head, hands, and feet, reposing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are glad the day is closing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That work came to an end;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cheer up, my heart, with gladness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For God from all earth’s sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And from sin’s toil relief will send.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[28]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Ye weary limbs, now rest you,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For toil hath sore oppressed you,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And quiet sleep ye crave;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A sleep shall once o’ertake you</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From which no man can wake you,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In your last narrow bed—the grave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. My heavy eyes are closing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I lie deep reposing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soul, body, where are ye?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To helpless sleep I yield them;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let Thy mercy shield them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou sleepless Eye, their Guardian be!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Lord Jesus, who dost love me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O spread Thy wings above me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shield me from alarm!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though Satan would devour me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let angel-guards sing o’er me:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“This child of God shall meet no harm!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. My loved ones, rest securely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From every peril surely</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our God will guard your heads.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May He sweet slumbers send you</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bid His hosts attend you,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And golden-armed, watch o’er your beds!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_34">34</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, everlasting Source of light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All things are open to Thy sight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Splendor of Thy Father’s face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Show us the path of truth and grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We now implore Thy sovereign might</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To keep us, Lord, the coming night;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Preserve us, Lord, from all distress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, Thy mercy we address.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Remove our sinful drowsiness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Satan not our soul oppress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our feeble flesh keep chaste and pure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let us rest in Thee secure.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_29">[29]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And when our eyes are bound in sleep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The lamp of faith still burning keep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy hand sustain us while we rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Remove our sin, and we are blest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Great Guardian of Thy Christian flock,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy presence be our saving rock;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine agony and holy blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be always our support, O God!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Remember, Lord, the woes and pains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which here our body hold in chains;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our soul, which Thou hast ransomed, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O comfort with Thy holy Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. To God the Father and the Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Spirit, Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be glory, praise, and majesty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now, ever, and eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From Ambrose’s <i>Christe, qui lux es et dies</i>: W. Meusslin, 1527.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_35">35</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Thy throne I now appear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, bow down Thy gracious ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To me and cast not from Thy face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy sinful child, that sues for grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou, Father of eternity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine image hast impressed on me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thee I am and live and move,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor can exist without Thy love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Oft hast Thou snatched me from distress</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And raised me oft when comfortless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When but a step, nay, one hair’s breadth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was ’twixt my tottering life and death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My sense and reason come from Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sustenance Thou givest me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A faithful friend Thou dost bestow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To prove his love in weal and woe.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_30">[30]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thou hast redeemed me, Son of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast shed for me Thy precious blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Law for my sake hast fulfilled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thus Thy Father’s wrath hast stilled.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. When sin and Satan witness bear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Against me that I must despair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Mediator step Thou in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And save me from the curse of sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Thou art my Advocate for aye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior, Comfort, and my Stay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine all-sufficient merit is</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On earth my peace, in heaven my bliss.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. God Holy Spirit, Power Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou workest in this heart of mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Naught can be counted good in me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But what proceeds alone from Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Through Thee I now my God adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And call Him Father evermore;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Thee His Word and Sacrament</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I love and hold till life is spent.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Through Thee I’m in temptation free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From fear and sad despondency;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Thee I’m quickened oft to taste</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sweets of Thine eternal rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. And so I now give thanks to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With heart and tongue most joyfully</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For all Thy mercies, Lord, my God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which on my soul Thou hast bestowed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Beseeching Thine almighty grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To aid me, till I’ve run my race,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, body, honor, house, and friend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thy protection I commend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Give me a heart that is sincere,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To love Thy truth, and persevere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In faith and Christian piety</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shun all base hypocrisy.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_31">[31]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. My sins and trespasses forgive;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have patience with me while I live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O give me faith and charity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let my hope rest but in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. Grant that in peace I close mine eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But on the Last Day bid me rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let me see Thy face fore’er—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amen, Amen, Lord, hear my prayer!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. von Hodenberg. 1640; J. Gesenius, a. 1650.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_36">36</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory to Thee, my God, this night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For all the blessings of the light!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beneath Thine own almighty wings!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The ill that I this day have done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That with the world, myself, and Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Teach me to live that I may dread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The grave as little as my bed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach me to die that so I may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joy behold the Judgment Day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Oh, may my soul on Thee repose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And may sweet sleep my eyelids close!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No powers of darkness me molest.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Ken, 1695, abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_37">37</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, breathe an evening blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ere repose our spirits seal;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sin and want we come confessing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Though destruction walk around us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though the arrows past us fly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Angel-guards from Thee surround us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We are safe if Thou art nigh.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[32]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Though the night be dark and dreary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Darkness cannot hide from Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art He who, never weary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watchest where Thy people be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Should swift death this night o’ertake us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And our couch become our tomb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May the morn in heav’n awake us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Clad in light and deathless bloom.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Edmeston, 1820.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_38">38</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 11, 11, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now God be with us, for the night is closing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The light and darkness are of His disposing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ’neath His shadow here to rest we yield us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For He will shield us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till morning cometh, watch, O Master, o’er us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In soul and body Thou from harm defend us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine angels send us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep o’ertakes us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our earliest thoughts be Thine when morning wakes us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All day serve Thee, in all that we are doing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy praise pursuing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Through Thy Beloved soothe the sick and weeping</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bid the captive lose his griefs in sleeping;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Widows and orphans, we to Thee commend them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do Thou befriend them.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_33">[33]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Save Thee, O Father, who Thine own hast made us:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Thy dear presence will not leave them lonely</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who seek Thee only.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Father, Thy name be praised, Thy kingdom given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy will be done on earth as ’tis in heaven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give daily bread, forgive our sins, deliver</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Us now and ever.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Bohemian Brethren, 1566; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_39">39</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus far the Lord has led me on,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thus far His power prolongs my days;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And every evening shall make known</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Some fresh memorial of His grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Much of my time has run to waste,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I, perhaps, am near my home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But He forgives my follies past</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And gives me strength for days to come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I lay my body down to sleep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Peace is the pillow for my head;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His ever-watchful eye will keep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its constant guard around my bed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Faith in Thy name forbids my fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Oh, may Thy presence ne’er depart!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in the morning may I bear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy loving-kindness on my heart!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709, a. and abr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[34]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_40">40</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">10s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Abide with me! fast falls the eventide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When other helpers fail and comforts flee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help of the helpless, O abide with me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Change and decay in all around I see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou, who changest not, abide with me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Familiar, condescending, patient, free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Friend of sinners, thus abide with me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thou on my head in early youth didst smile,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On to the close, O Lord, abide with me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. I need Thy presence every passing hour:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter’s power?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where is death’s sting? where, grave, thy victory?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I triumph still if Thou abide with me.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_35">[35]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. F. Lyte, 1847.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_41">41</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The day is past and gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The evening shades appear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O may I ever keep in mind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The night of death draws near.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lord, keep me safe this night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Secure from all my fears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May angels guard me while I sleep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till morning light appears.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And when I early rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And view th’ unwearied sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May I set out to win the prize</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And after glory run,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. That, when my days are past</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I from time remove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, I may in Thy bosom rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The bosom of Thy love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Leland, 1792.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_42">42</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is not night if Thou be near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When the soft dews of kindly sleep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My wearied eyelids gently steep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be my last thought how sweet to rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever on my Savior’s breast.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[36]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Abide with me from morn till eve,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For without Thee I cannot live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Abide with me when night is nigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For without Thee I dare not die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. If some poor wandering child of Thine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has spurned to-day the voice divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let him no more lie down in sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Watch by the sick, enrich the poor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With blessings from Thy boundless store;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be every mourner’s sleep to-night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like infant’s slumbers, pure and light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Come near and bless us when we wake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere through the world our way we take;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead us by Thy hand of love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until we reach our home above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Keble, 1820.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_43">43</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through the day Thy love hath spared us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now we lay us down to rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through the silent watches guard us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let no foe our peace molest:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Thou our Guardian be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweet it is to trust in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Pilgrims here on earth and strangers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dwelling in the midst of foes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Us and ours preserve from dangers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thine arms may we repose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, when life’s sad day is past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rest with Thee in heaven at last.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Triune God, let all adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Saints on earth and saints in heav’n;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every creature bow before Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who hast all their being giv’n,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who dost seek and save the lost:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Kelly, 1806.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_37">[37]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_44">44</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 4, 8, 4, 8, 8, 8, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, who madest earth and heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Darkness and light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who the day for toil hast given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For rest the night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May Thine angel guards defend us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy dreams and hopes attend us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This livelong night!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Guard us waking, guard us sleeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And when we die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us in Thy mighty keeping</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All peaceful lie.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the trumpet’s call shall wake us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do not Thou, blest Lord, forsake us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But to reign in glory take us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thee on high.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Reginald Heber, 1827; 2d stanza, R. Whately, 1860.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_45">45</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now the day is over,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Night is drawing nigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shadows of the evening</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Steal across the sky.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Now the darkness gathers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stars begin to peep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Birds and beasts and flowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soon will be asleep.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus, give the weary</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Calm and sweet repose;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thy tenderest blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May my eyelids close.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Through the long night-watches</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May Thine angels spread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their white wings above me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watching round my bed.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_38">[38]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When the morning wakens,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then may I arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure and fresh and sinless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy holy eyes!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Glory to the Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory to the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to Thee, blest Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While all ages run.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Sabine Baring-Gould, 1865, abr.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="INVITATION">INVITATION.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_46">46</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I heard the voice of Jesus say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Come unto Me and rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lay down, thou weary one, lay down</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy head upon My breast!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I came to Jesus as I was,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Weary and worn and sad;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I found in Him a resting-place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And He has made me glad.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I heard the voice of Jesus say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Behold, I freely give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The living water; thirsty one,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stoop down and drink and live!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I came to Jesus, and I drank</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of that life-giving stream;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And now I live in Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I heard the voice of Jesus say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“I am this dark world’s Light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all thy day be bright!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I looked to Jesus, and I found</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Him my Star, my Sun;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in that Light of Life I’ll walk</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till traveling days are done.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Bonar, 1846.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_39">[39]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_47">47</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Savior calls; let every ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Attend the heavenly sound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hope smiles reviving round.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. For every thirsty, longing heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here streams of bounty flow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And life and health and bliss impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To banish mortal woe.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here springs of sacred pleasures rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To ease your every pain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Immortal fountain! full supplies!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor shall you thirst in vain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Ye sinners, come, ’tis Mercy’s voice;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The gracious call obey;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mercy invites to heavenly joys,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And can you yet delay?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee let sinners fly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And take the bliss Thy love imparts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And drink and never die.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, 1760.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_48">48</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sinners, turn; why will ye die?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, your Maker, asks you—Why?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, who did your being give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Made you with Himself to live.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He the fatal cause demands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Asks the work of His own hands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why, ye thankless creatures, why</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will ye cross His love and die?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Sinners, turn; why will ye die?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, your Savior, asks you—Why?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He, who did your souls retrieve,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Died Himself that you might live.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[40]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Will ye let Him die in vain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Crucify your Lord again?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why, ye ransomed sinners, why</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will ye slight His grace and die?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Sinners, turn; why will ye die?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God the Spirit asks you—Why?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He, who all your lifetime strove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wooed you to embrace His love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Will ye not His grace receive?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will ye still refuse to live?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O ye long-sought sinners, why</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will ye grieve your God and die?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1741.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_49">49</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Come unto Me, ye weary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I will give you rest.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O blessed voice of Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which comes to hearts opprest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It tells of benediction,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of pardon, grace, and peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of joy that hath no ending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of love which cannot cease.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. “Come unto Me, dear children,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I will give you light.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O loving voice of Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which comes to cheer the night!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our hearts were filled with sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And we had lost our way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But He has brought us gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And songs at break of day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. “Come unto Me, ye weary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I will give you life,”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O cheering voice of Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which comes to aid our strife!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Foe is stern and eager,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The fight is fierce and long;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Thou hast made us mighty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And stronger than the strong.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_41">[41]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. “And whosoever cometh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I will not cast him out.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O welcome voice of Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which drives away our doubt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which calls us, very sinners,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unworthy though we be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of love so free and boundless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To come, dear Lord, to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. C. Dix, 1867.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_50">50</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To-day Thy mercy calls us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To wash away our sin.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">However great our trespass,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whatever we have been;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">However long from mercy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our hearts have turned away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy precious blood can cleanse us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make us white to-day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To-day Thy gate is open,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all who enter in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall find a Father’s welcome</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pardon for their sin.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The past shall be forgotten,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A present joy be giv’n,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A future grace be promised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A glorious crown in heav’n.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To-day our Father calls us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His Holy Spirit waits;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His blessed angels gather</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Around the heavenly gates.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No question will be asked us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How often we have come;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Although we oft have wandered,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It is our Father’s home.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_42">[42]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O all-embracing Mercy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O ever-open Door,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What should we do without Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When heart and eye run o’er?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When all things seem against us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To drive us to despair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We know one gate is open,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One ear will hear our prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">O. Allen, 1862.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_51">51</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold a Stranger at the door!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He gently knocks, has knocked before,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has waited long, is waiting still;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You treat no other friend so ill.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But will He prove a friend indeed?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He will; the very Friend you need;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Friend of sinners—yes, ’tis He,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With garments dyed on Calvary.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O lovely attitude! He stands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With melting heart and laden hands;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O matchless kindness! and He shows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This matchless kindness to His foes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Admit Him lest His anger burn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And He, departing, ne’er return;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Admit Him, or the hour’s at hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When at His door denied you’ll stand.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Grigg, 1756, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_52">52</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Spirit in our hearts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is whispering, “Sinner, come!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To all His children, “Come!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let him that heareth say</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To all about him, “Come!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let him that thirsts for righteousness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Christ, the Fountain, come.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_43">[43]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Yes, whosoever will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O let him freely come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And freely drink the stream of life;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis Jesus bids him come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lo, Jesus, who invites,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Declares, “I quickly come.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, even so; I wait Thine hour;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, my Savior, come!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. U. Onderdonk, 1826.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_53">53</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let every ear attend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And every heart rejoice;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The trumpet of the Gospel sounds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With an inviting voice.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Ho! all ye starving souls,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That feed upon the wind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And vainly strive with earthly toys</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To fill an empty mind.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here Wisdom has prepared</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A soul-reviving feast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bids your longing appetites</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The rich provision taste.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Ho! ye that pant for streams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pine away and die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here you may quench your raging thirst</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With springs that never dry.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Rivers of mercy here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In a rich ocean join;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Salvation in abundance flows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like floods of milk and wine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The gates of Gospel grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand open night and day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, we are come to seek supplies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And drive our wants away.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_44">[44]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_54">54</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Return, O wanderer, return</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And seek an injured Father’s face;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those warm desires that in thee burn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Were kindled by reclaiming grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Return, O wanderer, return</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And seek a Father’s melting heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His pitying eyes thy grief discern,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His hand shall heal thine inward smart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Return, O wanderer, return,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Savior bids thy spirit live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Go to His bleeding feet and learn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How freely Jesus can forgive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Return, O wanderer, return</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wipe away the falling tear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis God who says, “No longer mourn,”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis Mercy’s voice invites thee near.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. B. Collyer, 1812.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_55">55</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hasten, O sinner, to be wise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And stay not for the morrow’s sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The longer wisdom you despise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The harder is she to be won.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O hasten, mercy to implore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And stay not for the morrow’s sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For fear thy season should be o’er</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before this evening’s course be run.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Hasten, O sinner, to return</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And stay not for the morrow’s sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For fear thy lamp should fail to burn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before the needful work is done.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_45">[45]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Hasten, O sinner, to be blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And stay not for the morrow’s sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For fear the curse should thee arrest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before the morrow is begun.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Scott, 1773.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_56">56</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus loves to answer prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He Himself has bid thee pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore will not say thee nay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou art coming to a King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Large petitions with thee bring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For His grace and power are such</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">None can ever ask too much.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. With my burden I begin:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, remove this load of sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Set my conscience free from guilt.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord, I come to Thee for rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take possession of my breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There Thy blood-bought right maintain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And without a rival reign.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. While I am a pilgrim here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy love my spirit cheer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead me to my journey’s end.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Show me what I have to do,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every hour my strength renew;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me live a life of faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me die Thy people’s death.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Newton, 1779.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_46">[46]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_57">57</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The waters of life are now flowing for thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No price is demanded; the Savior is here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Redemption is purchased, salvation is free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A fountain is opened; how canst thou refuse</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To wash and be cleansed in His pardoning blood?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To sink in the gloom of eternity’s night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dead, small and great, in the Judgment shall stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What power then, O sinner, shall lend thee its aid?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. Hastings, 1831.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_47">[47]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_58">58</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, ye weary sinners, come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All who feel your heavy load;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus calls His wanderers home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hasten to your pardoning God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Come, ye guilty souls opprest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Answer to the Savior’s call:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Come, and I will give you rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, and I will save you all.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus, full of truth and love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We Thy gracious call obey;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faithful let Thy mercies prove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take our load of guilt away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Fain we would on Thee rely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cast on Thee our sin and care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thine arms of mercy fly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Find our lasting quiet there.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lo, we come to Thee for ease:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">True and gracious as Thou art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How our weary souls release,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Write forgiveness on our heart.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1746, a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="PRAISE">PRAISE.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_59">59</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul, now bless thy Maker!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let all within me bless His name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who maketh thee partaker</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of mercies more than thou dar’st claim!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forget Him not, whose meekness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forgiveth all thy sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who healeth all thy weakness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Renews thy life within;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose grace and care are endless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And saved thee through the past;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who leaves no sufferer friendless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But rights the wronged at last.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_48">[48]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He shows to man His treasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of judgment, truth, and righteousness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His love beyond all measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His yearning pity o’er distress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor treats us as we merit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But lays His anger by,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The humble, contrite spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Finds His compassion nigh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far as the heavens above us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As break from close of day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So far, since He doth love us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He casts our sins away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For as a tender father</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath pity on his children here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He in His arms will gather</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All who are His in childlike fear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He knows how frail our powers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who but from dust are made;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We flourish as the flowers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And even so we fade;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wind but o’er them passes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all their bloom is o’er,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We wither like the grasses,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our place knows us no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. His grace alone endureth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And children’s children yet shall prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How God with strength assureth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The hearts of all that seek His love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In heaven is fixed His dwelling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His rule is over all;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Angels in might excelling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bright hosts, before Him fall!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Him who ever reigneth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All ye who hear His Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor our poor hymns disdaineth;—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul, O bless the Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. Graumann, 1525; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_49">[49]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_60">60</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God, the Father of all love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The God of earth and heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mighty God, who reigns above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be praise and glory given!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With healing balm my soul He fills</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And every pain and sorrow stills,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The angel host, O King of kings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy praise forever telling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In earth and sky all living things</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Beneath Thy shadow dwelling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Adore and praise their Maker’s might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose wisdom orders all things right,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. What God’s almighty power hath made</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His gracious mercy keepeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By morning glow or evening shade</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His watchful eye ne’er sleepeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within the kingdom of His might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! all is just and all is right,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I cried to God in my distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His mercy heard me calling;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior saw my helplessness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And kept my feet from falling.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this, Lord, praise and thanks to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise God most high, praise God with me,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The Lord forsaketh not His flock,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His chosen generation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is their Refuge and their Rock,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their Peace and their Salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with a mother’s watchful love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He guides them wheresoe’er they rove,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_50">[50]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. When earth can comfort us no more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor human help availeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Maker comes Himself, whose store</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of blessing never faileth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bends on them a Father’s eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom earth all rest and hope denies,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Thus all my pilgrim way along</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I’ll sing aloud Thy praises</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That men may hear the grateful song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My voice unwearied raises.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be joyful in the Lord, my heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Both soul and body, bear your part,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Ye who confess Christ’s holy name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God give praise and glory!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye who the Father’s power proclaim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God give praise and glory!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All idols under foot be trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord is God! The Lord is God!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Then come before His presence now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And banish fear and sadness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To your Redeemer pay your vow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sing with joy and gladness:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though great distress my soul befall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord, my God, rules over all,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God all praise and glory!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. J. Schuetz, 1673.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_61">61</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of immortal praise belong</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To my almighty God:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He hath my heart and He my tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To spread His name abroad.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. How great the works His hand hath wrought!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How glorious in our sight!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And men in every age have sought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His wonders with delight.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_51">[51]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. How most exact is nature’s frame!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How wise th’ eternal Mind!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His counsels never change the scheme</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That His first thoughts designed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When He redeemed the sons of men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He fixed His covenant sure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The orders that His lips pronounce</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To endless years endure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Nature and time and earth and skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy heavenly skill proclaim.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What shall we do to make us wise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But learn to read Thy name!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. To fear Thy power, to trust Thy grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is our divinest skill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And he’s the wisest of our race</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who best obeys Thy will.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_62">62</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O that I had a thousand voices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A mouth to speak with thousand tongues!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart, which in the Lord rejoices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then would proclaim in grateful songs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all, wherever I might be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What great things God hath done for me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O that my voice might high be sounding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Far as the widely distant poles;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My blood run quick, with rapture bounding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Long as its vital current rolls,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And every pulse thanksgiving raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And every breath a hymn of praise!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O all ye powers that God implanted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Arise, keep silence thus no more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Put forth the strength that He hath granted!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Your noblest work is to adore.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul and body, make ye meet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With heartfelt praise your Lord to greet!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_52">[52]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Ye forest leaves, so green and tender,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That dance for joy in summer air;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye meadow grasses, bright and slender;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye flowers, so wondrous sweet and fair;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye live to show His praise alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me to make His glory known!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O all things that have breath and motion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That throng with life, earth, sea, and sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now join me in my heart’s devotion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me to raise His praises high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My utmost powers can ne’er aright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Declare the wonders of His might.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Dear Father, endless praise I render</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For soul and body, strangely joined;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I praise Thee, Guardian kind and tender,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For all the noble joys I find</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So richly spread on every side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And freely for my use supplied.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. What equal praises can I offer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dear Jesus, for Thy mercy shown?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What pangs, my Savior, didst Thou suffer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And thus for all my sins atone!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy death alone my soul could free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Satan, to be blest with Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Glory and praise, still onward reaching,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine be it, Spirit of all grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose holy power and faithful teaching</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Give me among Thy saints a place!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er of good in me may shine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Comes only from Thy light divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Who grants abundant gifts to bless me?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who but Thyself, O God of love?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who guards my ways lest fears oppress me?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis Thou, Lord God of hosts, above!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when my sins Thy wrath provoke,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy patience, Lord, forbears the stroke.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_53">[53]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. I kiss the rod, too, unrepining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When God His chastening makes me feel,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My graces call for His refining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The trial works no lasting ill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It purifies and makes it known</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That He regards me as His own.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. In life I often have discovered,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With gratitude and glad surprise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When clouds of sorrows o’er me hovered,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God sent from them my best supplies.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In troubles He is ever near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shows me all a Father’s care.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Why not, then, with a faith unbounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forever in His love confide?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why not, with earthly griefs surrounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rejoicing still in hope abide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until I reach that blissful home</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where doubt and sorrow never come?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. No more low vanities regarding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee, in whom I find my rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I cry, my inmost soul according,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“My God, Thou art the Highest, Best;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strength, honor, praise, and thanks, and power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thine both now and evermore!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. Lord, I will tell, while I am living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy goodness forth with every breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And greet each morning with thanksgiving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Until my heart is still in death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, when at last my lips grow cold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy praise shall in my sighs be told.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. O Father, deign Thou, I beseech Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To listen to my earthly lays;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A nobler strain in heav’n shall reach Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When I with angels hymn Thy praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And learn amid their choirs to sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Loud hallelujahs to my King.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Mentzer, 1704.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_54">[54]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_63">63</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">14, 14, 4, 7, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy Health and Salvation!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Join the full throng;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wake, harp and psalter and song;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sound forth in glad adoration!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Praise to the Lord, who o’er all things so wondrously reigneth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who, as on wings of an eagle, uplifteth, sustaineth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast thou not seen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How thy desires all have been</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Granted in what He ordaineth?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Praise to the Lord, who hath fearfully, wondrously, made thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Health hath vouchsafed and, when heedlessly falling, hath stayed thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What need or grief</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever hath failed of relief?—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wings of His mercy did shade thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Praise to the Lord, who doth visibly bless and defend thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who from the heavens the streams of His mercy doth send thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ponder anew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What the Almighty can do</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If with His love He befriend thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Praise to the Lord! O let all that is in me adore Him!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is thy Light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, keep it always in sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gladly forever adore Him!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Neander, 1680.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_55">[55]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_64">64</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now thank we all our God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With heart and hands and voices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who wondrous things hath done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In whom His world rejoices;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who from our mother’s arms</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath blessed us on our way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With countless gifts of love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And still is ours to-day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Oh, may this bounteous God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all this life be near us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With ever joyful hearts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And blessed peace to cheer us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And keep us in His grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And guide us when perplexed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And free us from all ills</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this world and the next.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. All praise and thanks to God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Father now be given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Son, and Him who reigns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With them in highest heaven:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The one eternal God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom earth and heaven adore;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For thus it was, is now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shall be evermore!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Rinckart, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_65">65</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will sing my Maker’s praises</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in Him most joyful be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For in all things I see traces</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of His tender love to me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nothing but His love could move Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With such sweet and tender care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Evermore to raise and bear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All who try to serve and love Him.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_56">[56]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. As an eagle spreadeth over</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her young brood her sheltering wings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So the arm of God did cover</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Me against affliction’s stings.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who life and being gave me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Even in my mother’s womb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the cradle to the tomb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He shall ever guard and save me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Yea, so dear did He esteem me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That His Son He loved so well</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He hath given to redeem me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the quenchless flames of hell.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou Spring of boundless blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How could e’er my feeble mind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Thy depth the bottom find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though my efforts were unceasing?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. God His Spirit to instruct me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In His holy Word hath giv’n</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That He safely may conduct me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through this weary world to heav’n.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He my heart’s dark chamber filleth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the clear, pure light of faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which destroys the power of death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, e’en hell itself it stilleth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. All that for my soul is needful</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He doth carefully provide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor of that is He unheedful</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which my body needs beside.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When my strength cannot avail me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When my powers can do no more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Doth my God His strength outpour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In my need He doth not fail me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_57">[57]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. All the hosts of earth and heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wheresoe’er I turn mine eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For my benefit are given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That they may my need supply.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that’s living, all that’s growing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On the heights or in the woods,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the vales or in the floods,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is for my good bestowing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. When I sleep, He still is near me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’er me rests His guardian eye;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And new gifts and blessings cheer me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When the morning streaks the sky.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were it not for God’s protection,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Had His countenance not been</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here my guide, I had not seen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Any end of my affliction.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Ah, how often doth the devil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cause some great calamity!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But my life from all such evil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till this moment has been free.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the angel whom God sendeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wardeth off each threatening hurt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Every evil doth avert</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That mine enemy intendeth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. As a father never turneth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wholly from a wayward child,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the prodigal still yearneth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Longing to be reconciled:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So my many sins and errors</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Find a tender, pardoning God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Chast’ning frailty with His rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not, in vengeance, with His terrors.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_58">[58]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. All His strokes and scourges truly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For the moment grievous prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And yet, when I weigh them duly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are but tokens of His love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Proofs that He is watching o’er me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And by crosses to His fold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the world that fain would hold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul and body, would restore me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. On this thought I dwell with pleasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For it granteth joy and peace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ’s cross hath its time and measure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And at last will wholly cease.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the winter disappeareth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lovely summer comes again;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Joy is giv’n for woe and pain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who his cross in patience beareth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their little day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s great love abides for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Since, then, neither change nor coldness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my Father’s love can be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo, I lift my hands with boldness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As Thy child I come to Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I may with all my might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All my lifetime, day and night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love and trust Thee and obey Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And when this brief life is o’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise and love Thee evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1659.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_66">66</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee we adore, eternal Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We praise Thy name with one accord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy saints, who here Thy goodness see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through all the world do worship Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_59">[59]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To Thee aloud all angels cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heavens and all the powers on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee, “Holy, Holy, Holy King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord God of hosts!” they ever sing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Th’ apostles join the glorious throng;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The prophets swell th’ immortal song;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy martyrs’ noble army raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal anthems to Thy praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. From day to day, O Lord, do we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Highly exalt and honor Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy name we worship and adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">World without end, forevermore!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Vouchsafe, O Lord, we humbly pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To keep us safe from sin this day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have mercy, Lord! We trust in Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let us ne’er confounded be!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. Cotterill, 1815, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_67">67</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 10, 9, 10, 10, 10</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jehovah, let me now adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For where is there a God such, Lord, as Thou?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With songs I fain would come before Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O let Thy Holy Spirit teach me now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To praise Thee in His name, through whom alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our songs can please Thee, through Thy blessed Son.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Father, draw me to my Savior</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That Thy dear Son may draw me unto Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Spirit guide my whole behavior</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And rule both sense and reason thus in me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, Lord, Thy peace I taste may ne’er depart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But wake sweet melodies within my heart.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_60">[60]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Grant that Thy Spirit prompt my praises,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then shall my singing surely please Thine ear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweet are the sounds my heart then raises,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My prayer in truth and spirit Thou wilt hear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then shall Thy Spirit raise my heart to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To sing Thee psalms of praise in high degree.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For He can plead for me with sighings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That are unspeakable to lips like mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He bids me pray with earnest cryings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bears witness with my soul that I am Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joint heir with Christ and thus may dare to say:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Abba, Father, hear me when I pray!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When thus my heart in prayer ascendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through Thine own Holy Spirit unto Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy heart, O Father, kindly bendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its fervent love and favor unto me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rejoicing my petition to fulfil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which I have made according to Thy will.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. And what Thy Spirit thus hath taught me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To seek from Thee must needs be such a prayer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thou wilt grant, through Him who bought me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And raised me up to be Thy child and heir.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Jesus’ name I, fearless, seek Thy face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And take from Thee, my Father, grace for grace.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_61">[61]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O joy! my hope and trust are founded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On His sure Word and witness in the heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know Thy mercies are unbounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all good gifts Thou freely wilt impart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nay, more is lavished by Thy bounteous hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than I can ask or seek or understand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. O bliss! in Jesus’ name I’ve tendered</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My prayer; He pleads at Thy right hand for me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea and amen in Him is rendered</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What I in faith and spirit ask of Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O joy for me! and praise be ever Thine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose wondrous love has made such blessings mine!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Bartholomew Crasselius, 1697; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_68">68</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of praise the angels sang,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaven with hallelujahs rang,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Jehovah’s work begun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When He spake, and it was done.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Songs of praise awoke the morn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the Prince of Peace was born;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of praise arose when He</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Captive led captivity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Heaven and earth must pass away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of praise shall crown that day:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God will make new heavens and earth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of praise shall hail their birth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And shall man alone be dumb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till that glorious kingdom come?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No; the Church delights to raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Psalms and hymns and songs of praise.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_62">[62]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Saints below, with heart and voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still in songs of praise rejoice;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Learning here, by faith and love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of praise to sing above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Borne upon their latest breath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of praise shall conquer death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then, amidst eternal joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of praise their powers employ.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1819.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_69">69</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 5, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, ’tis not that I did choose Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That could never be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this heart would still refuse Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou hast chosen me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast from all the sin that stained me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Washed and set me free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And unto this end ordained me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I live to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. ’Twas Thy love and mercy called me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Taught my opening mind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Else the world had yet enthralled me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thy glories blind.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now my heart owns none above Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thy grace I thirst;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Knowing well that, if I love Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou didst love me first.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Praise the God of all creation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For His boundless love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise the Lamb, our Expiation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Priest enthroned above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise the Spirit of salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Him by whom we live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Undivided adoration</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the Godhead give!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Josiah Condor, † 1855.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_63">[63]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_70">70</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give to our God immortal praise!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mercy and truth are all His ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wonders of grace to God belong;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Repeat His mercies in your song.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Give to the Lord of lords renown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The King of kings with glory crown.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His mercies ever shall endure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When lords and kings are known no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He built the earth, He spread the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fixed the starry lights on high.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wonders of grace to God belong;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Repeat His mercies in your song.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He fills the sun with morning light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He bids the moon direct the night;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His mercies ever shall endure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When suns and moons shall shine no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He sent His Son with power to save</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From guilt and darkness and the grave.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wonders of grace to God belong;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Repeat His mercies in your song.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Through this vain world He guides our feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And leads us to His heavenly seat.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His mercies ever shall endure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When this vain world shall be no more.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 136. Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_71">71</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God of mercy, God of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Show the brightness of Thy face!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shine upon us, Savior, shine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill Thy Church with light divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thy saving health extend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto earth’s remotest end.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_64">[64]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let the people praise Thee, Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be by all that live adored;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the nations shout and sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory to their Lord and King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At Thy feet their tribute pay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thy holy will obey.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let the people praise Thee, Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth shall then her fruits afford,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God to man His blessing give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Man to God devoted live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All below and all above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One in joy and light and love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. F. Lyte, 1834.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_72">72</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When all Thy mercies, O my God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My rising soul surveys,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Transported with the view, I’m lost</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In wonder, love, and praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My daily thanks employ;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor is the least a cheerful heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That tastes those gifts with joy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Through every period of my life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy goodness I’ll pursue;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And after death, in distant worlds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The glorious theme renew.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When nature fails, and day and night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Divide Thy works no more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My ever grateful heart, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy mercies shall adore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Through all eternity to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A joyful song I’ll raise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But oh! eternity’s too short</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To utter all Thy praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Addison, 1712, abr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_65">[65]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_73">73</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll praise my Maker whilst I’ve breath;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when my voice is lost in death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise shall employ my nobler powers.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My days of praise shall ne’er be past</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While life and thought and being last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or immortality endures.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Happy the man whose hopes rely</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Israel’s God, who made the sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And earth and seas with all their train;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His truth forever stands secure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He saves th’ oppressed, He feeds the poor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And none shall find His promise vain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The Lord gives eyesight to the blind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord supports the sinking mind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He sends the laboring conscience peace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He helps the stranger in distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The widow and the fatherless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And grants the prisoner sweet release.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I’ll praise Him while He lends me breath;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when my voice is lost in death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise shall employ my nobler powers:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My days of praise shall ne’er be past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While life and thought and being last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or immortality endures.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_74">74</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God be glory, peace on earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To all mankind good will!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We bless, we praise, we worship Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And glorify Thee still.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And thanks for Thy great glory give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That fills our soul with light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, our heavenly King, the God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Father of all might!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_66">[66]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And Thou, begotten Son of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before all time begun;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus Christ, Thou Lamb of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Father’s only Son:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Have mercy, Thou, that tak’st the sins</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of all the world away!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have mercy, Savior of mankind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hear us when we pray!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O Thou, who sitt’st at God’s right hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon the Father’s throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have mercy on us, Thou, O Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who art the Holy One!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Thou only, with the Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom earth and heaven adore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In glory of the Father art</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Most high forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Supplement to Tate and Brady, 1700, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_75">75</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through all the changing scenes of life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In trouble and in joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The praises of my God shall still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart and tongue employ.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Of His deliverance I will boast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till all that are distrest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From my example comfort take</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And charm their griefs to rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O magnify the Lord with me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With me exalt His name!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When in distress on Him I called,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He to my rescue came.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The hosts of God encamp around</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The dwellings of the just;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deliverance He affords to all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who on His succor trust.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_67">[67]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O make but trial of His love!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Experience will decide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How blest are they, and only they,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who in His truth confide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Fear Him, ye Christians, you will then</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have nothing else to fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make you His service your delight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Your wants shall be His care.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 34. Tate and Brady, 1698, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_76">76</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O bless the Lord, my soul!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let all within me join</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And aid my tongue to bless His name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose favors are divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O bless the Lord, my soul!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor let His mercies lie</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forgotten in unthankfulness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And without praises die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. ’Tis He forgives thy sins;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis He relieves thy pain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis He that heals thy sicknesses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And gives thee strength again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He crowns thy life with love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When ransomed from the grave;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He that redeemed my soul from death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath sovereign power to save.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He fills the poor with good;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He gives the sufferers rest:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord hath judgments for the proud</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And justice for th’ opprest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. His wondrous works and ways</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He made by Moses known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But sent the world His truth and grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By His beloved Son.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 103. Isaac Watts, 1719, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_68">[68]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_77">77</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul, repeat His praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose mercies are so great;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose anger is so slow to rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So ready to abate.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. God will not always chide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And when His wrath is felt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His strokes are fewer than our crimes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And lighter than our guilt.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. High as the heavens are raised</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Above the ground we tread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So far the riches of His grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our highest thoughts exceed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. His grace subdues our sins;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And His forgiving love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far as the east is from the west</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Doth all our guilt remove.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The pity of the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To those who fear His name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is such as tender parents feel;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He knows our feeble frame.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Our days are as the grass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or like the morning flower;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It withers in an hour.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. But Thy compassions, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To endless years endure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And children’s children ever find</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy words of promise sure.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 103. Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_78">78</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Jehovah’s awful throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Know that the Lord is God alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He can create and He destroy.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_69">[69]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. His sov’reign power, without our aid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Made us of clay and formed us men;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when like wandering sheep we strayed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He brought us to His fold again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. We are His people, we His care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our souls and all our mortal frame.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What lasting honors shall we rear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Almighty Maker, to Thy name?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. We’ll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">High as the heavens our voices raise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Wide as the world is Thy command,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Vast as eternity Thy love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When rolling years shall cease to move.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_79">79</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all that dwell below the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the Creator’s praise arise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the Redeemer’s name be sung</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through every land, by every tongue.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal truth attends Thy Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till suns shall rise and set no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In songs of praise divinely sing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The great salvation loud proclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shout for joy the Savior’s name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. In every land begin the song;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To every land the strains belong;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In cheerful sounds all voices raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fill the world with loudest praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_70">[70]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_80">80</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord hath helped me hitherto</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By His surpassing favor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His mercies ev’ry morn were new,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His kindness did not waver.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God hitherto hath been my Guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hath pleasures hitherto supplied,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hitherto hath helped me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I praise and thank Thee, Lord, my God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thine abundant blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which heretofore Thou hast bestowed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I am still possessing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Inscribe this on my memory:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord hath done great things for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And graciously hath helped me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Help me in future, God of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me on each occasion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me in each and ev’ry place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me through Jesus’ Passion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me in life and death, O God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me through Jesus’ dying blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me as Thou hast helped me!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Emilia Juliana, Countess of Schwarzburg, † 1706; A. Crull, tr., 1882.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="THE_REDEEMER">THE REDEEMER.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_81">81</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lamb of God, we fall before Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Humbly trusting in Thy cross;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That alone be all our glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things else are only dross.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thee we own a perfect Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Only Source of all that’s good.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every grace and every favor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comes to us through Jesus’ blood.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_71">[71]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus gives us true repentance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By His Spirit sent from heav’n;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whispers this transporting sentence,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Son, thy sins are all forgiv’n.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Faith He grants us to believe it,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grateful hearts His love to prize;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Want we wisdom? He must give it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hearing ears and seeing eyes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus gives us pure affections,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wills to do what He requires,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Makes us follow His directions,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And what He commands, inspires.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. All our prayers and all our praises,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rightly offered in His name,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He that dictates them is Jesus;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He that answers is the same.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Joseph Hart, 1759.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_82">82</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 5, 6, 6, 5, 7, 8, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, priceless Treasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Source of purest pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Truest Friend to me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Long my heart hath panted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till it well-nigh fainted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thirsting after Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Thine I am, O spotless Lamb!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will suffer naught to hide Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ask for naught beside Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In Thine arms I rest me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foes who would molest me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cannot reach me here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though the earth be shaking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every heart be quaking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus calms my fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Sin and hell, In conflict fell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With their heaviest storms assail me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus will not fail me.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_72">[72]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Satan, I defy thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death, I need not fly thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fear, I bid thee cease!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rage, O world; thy noises</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cannot drown our voices</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Singing still of peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">For God’s power Guards every hour;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth and all its depths adore Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Silent bow before Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Wealth, I will not heed thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore should I need thee?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus is my Joy.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Honors, ye may glisten,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But I will not listen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye the soul destroy.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Want or loss Or shame or cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ne’er to leave my Lord shall move me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since He deigns to love me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Farewell, thou who choosest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth and heaven refusest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou wilt tempt in vain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Farewell, sins, nor blind me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Get ye far behind me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come not forth again.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Past your hour, O pomp and power;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Godless life, thy bonds I sever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Farewell now forever!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Hence, all fears and sadness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Lord of gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, enters in.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those who love the Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though the storms may gather,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still have peace within;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Yea, whate’er I here must bear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still in Thee lies purest pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, priceless Treasure!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Franck, c. 1653; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_73">[73]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_83">83</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 12, 12, 11, 11</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">One thing’s needful! then, Lord Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep this one thing in my mind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All beside, though first it please us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soon a grievous yoke we find;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beneath it the heart is still fretting and striving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No true, lasting happiness ever deriving.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gain of this one thing all loss can requite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And teach me in all things to find true delight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Soul, wilt thou this one thing find thee?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Seek not midst created things;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What is earthly leave behind thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Over nature stretch thy wings.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For where God and Man both in One are united,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With God’s perfect fulness the heart is delighted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There, there, is the worthiest lot and the best,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My One and my All, and my Joy and my Rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. How were Mary’s thoughts devoted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her eternal joy to find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As intent each word she noted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At her Savior’s feet reclined!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How kindled her heart, how devout was its feeling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While hearing the lessons that Christ was revealing!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Jesus all earthly concerns she forgot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all was repaid in that one happy lot.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thus my longings, heavenward tending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, rest alone on Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me, thus on Thee depending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Savior, come and dwell in me!</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_74">[74]</span><div class="verse indent0">Although all the world should forsake and forget Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In love I will follow Thee, ne’er will I quit Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus, both spirit and life is Thy Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And is there a joy which Thou dost not afford?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Wisdom’s highest, noblest treasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, lies concealed in Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that this may still the measure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of my will and actions be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Humility there, and simplicity, reigning.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My steps shall in wisdom forever be training.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh! if I of Christ have this knowledge divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fulness of heavenly wisdom is mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Christ, Thou art the sole oblation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I’ll bring before my God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His sight I’ve acceptation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Only through Thy streaming blood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Immaculate righteousness I have acquired,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Thou on the tree of the cross hast expired;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The robe of salvation forever is mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this shall my faith through eternity shine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Let my soul, in full exemption,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wake up in Thy likeness now;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art made to me redemption,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My sanctification Thou.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whatever I need for my journey to heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thee, O my Savior, is unto me given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let me all perishing pleasure forego,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thy life, O Jesus, alone let me know.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_75">[75]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Where should else my hopes be centered?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grace o’erwhelms me with its flood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou, my Savior, once hast entered</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Holiest heaven through Thy blood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal redemption for sinners there finding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From hell’s dark dominion my spirit unbinding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To me perfect freedom Thy entrance has brought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And childlike to cry, “Abba, Father,” I’m taught.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Christ Himself, my Shepherd, feeds me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Peace and joy my spirit fill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a pasture green He leads me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forth beside the waters still.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, naught to my soul is so sweet and reviving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As thus unto Jesus alone to be living;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">True happiness this, and this only, supplies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through faith on my Savior to fasten mine eyes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Therefore, Jesus, my Salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou my One, my All, shalt be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prove my fixed determination,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Root out all hypocrisy.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Look well if on sin’s slipp’ry paths I am hasting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead me, O Lord, in the way everlasting!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This one thing is needful, all others are vain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I count all but loss that I Christ may obtain.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. H. Schroeder, 1697; F. E. Cox, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_76">[76]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_84">84</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Thy boundless love to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No thought can reach, no tongue declare;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unite my thankful heart to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And reign without a rival there.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou alone my constant flame.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O grant that nothing in my soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May dwell but Thy pure love alone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O may Thy love possess me whole,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Joy, my Treasure, and my Crown.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strange flames far from my heart remove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My every act, word, thought, be love!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Love, how cheering is Thy ray!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All pain before Thy presence flies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where’er Thy healing beams arise.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus, nothing may I see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nothing desire or seek but Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Unwearied, may I this pursue,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dauntless to the high prize aspire;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hourly within my soul renew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This holy flame, this heavenly fire;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And day and night be all my care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To guard this sacred treasure there.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O draw me, Savior, after Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So shall I run and never tire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With gracious words still comfort me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou my Hope, my sole Desire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Free me from every weight. Nor fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor sin can come if Thou art here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. From all eternity, with love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unchangeable Thou hast me viewed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere knew this beating heart to move,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy tender mercies me pursued.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever with me may they abide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And close me in on every side.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_77">[77]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Still let Thy love point out my way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still lead me lest I go astray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Direct my work, inspire my thought;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if I fall, soon may I hear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy voice and know that love is near.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. In suffering be Thy love my peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In weakness be Thy love my power;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when the storms of life shall cease,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, in that important hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In death as life be Thou my Guide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And save me, who for me hast died!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">P. Gerhardt, 1666; J. Wesley, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_85">85</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord my pasture shall prepare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And feed me with a shepherd’s care;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His presence shall my wants supply</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guard me with a watchful eye;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My noonday walks He shall attend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all my midnight hours defend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. While on the sultry glebe I faint</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or on the thirsty mountain pant,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To fertile vales and dewy meads</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My ever wandering steps He leads,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where peaceful rivers soft and slow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amid the verdant landscape flow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Though in a bare and rugged way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through devious lonely wilds, I stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy bounty shall my pains beguile;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The barren wilderness shall smile,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With sudden greens and herbage crowned,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And streams shall murmur all around.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_78">[78]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Though in the paths of death I tread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With gloomy horrors overspread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou, O Lord, art with me still;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy friendly crook shall give me aid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guide me through the dreadful shade.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Addison, 1712.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_86">86</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Jesus, Jesus only</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can my heartfelt longing still;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Without Him my soul is lonely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I wish what Jesus will.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For my heart, which He hath filled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever cries: Lord, as Thou wilt.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. One it is for whom I’m living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom I’m loving faithfully;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, unto whom I’m giving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What in love He gave to me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus’ blood hides all my guilt;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, O lead me as Thou wilt.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. What to me may seem a treasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But displeasing is to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O remove such harmful pleasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Give instead what profits me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let my heart by Thee be stilled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make me Thine, Lord, as Thou wilt.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Grant that always I endeavor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy good pleasure to fulfil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In me, through me, with me ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, accomplish Thou Thy will.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me die, Lord, on Thee built,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When and where and as Thou wilt.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord, my praise shall be unceasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou gav’st Thyself to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, besides, so many a blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I sing most joyfully:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be it unto me, my Shield,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thou wilt, Lord, as Thou wilt.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ludaemilia Elizabeth, Countess of Schwarzburg, 1668; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_79">[79]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_87">87</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 4, 4, 11, 6, 6, 6, 7, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I leave Thee not; Thou art my Jesus ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though earth rebel,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And death and hell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would from its steadfast hold my faith dissever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ah, no! I ever will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cling to my Helper still.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hear what my love is taught:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art my Jesus ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I leave Thee not, O Love! of love the highest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though doubt display</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its battle-day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I own the power which Thou, my Lord, appliest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou didst bear guilt and woe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall I to torment go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When into Judgment brought?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love! of love the highest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I leave Thee not, O Thou who sweetly cheerest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose fresh supplies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cause strength to rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Just in the hour when faith’s decay is nearest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If sickness chill the soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And nights of languor roll,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart one hope hath caught.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou who sweetly cheerest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I leave Thee not, Thou Help in tribulation!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heap ill on ill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I trust Thee still;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I hope when all seems near to desolation.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_80">[80]</span><div class="verse indent2">Do what Thou wilt with me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet will I cling to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy grace I have besought.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Help in tribulation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I leave Thee not; shall I forsake salvation?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No, Jesus, no!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou shalt not go;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mine still Thou art, to free from condemnation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Beyond this fleeting night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy presence brings me light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose ray my soul hath sought;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall I forsake salvation?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. I leave Thee not; Thy Word my way shall brighten.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thee I go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through weal and woe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy precept wise shall every burden lighten.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Lord, on Thee I hang</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor heed the journey’s pang,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though thorny be my lot;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word my way shall brighten.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. I leave Thee not, Thou Source of all my pleasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For should I stray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thee away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My richest joy must cease to be a treasure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All joys are dross to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unless delight from Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Doth cheer my earthly lot.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Source of all my pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_81">[81]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. I leave Thee not! I fear no condemnation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For how could share</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy child and heir</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The lot of those who spurn their soul’s salvation?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy blood, Lord, cleanseth me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And therefore I am free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From hell, the sinners’ lot.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I fear no condemnation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. I leave Thee not, my God, my Lord, my Heaven!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor death shall rend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thee, my Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who for my sake Thyself to death hast given.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou diedst for love to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My love goes back to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart has but one thought:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, my Lord, my Heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. C. Dessler, 1692; J. W. Alexander, tr., 1851.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_88">88</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My dear Jesus I’ll not leave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who for me Himself has given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore unto Him I’ll cleave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor from Him be ever driven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life from Him doth light receive,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus I will never leave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While on earth I am abiding;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My full trust He shall receive;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What I have, without dividing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All to Him I freely give,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_82">[82]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Though my eyesight pass away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hearing, taste, and feeling fail me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though the earth’s last light of day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall o’ertake and sore assail me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When my dying sigh I heave,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Nor will I my Jesus leave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When at length I shall come thither</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where His saints He will receive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where in bliss they live together;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Endless joy to me He’ll give,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Not for earth’s vain joys I crave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Not for heaven’s glorious pleasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, who my soul did save,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall be my Desire and Treasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He redemption did achieve,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Jesus I shall never leave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His side still firmly clinging.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ leads all who Him receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To life’s waters ever springing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessed they who to Him cleave!—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My dear Jesus I’ll not leave.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Chr. Keymann, c. 1656.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_89">89</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 4, 7, 4, 7, 4, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Thou my heart’s Delight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweetest Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thrill’st my soul with rapture quite,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweetest Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All cares vanish at Thy sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweetest Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, sweetest Jesus!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Evermore I think of Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Redeemer!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I long for none but Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Redeemer!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yearns my soul with Thee to be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Redeemer!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, my Redeemer!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_83">[83]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Feed Thou me and fill my soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heavenly Manna!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quench my thirst, my heart make whole,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help, Hosanna!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be the Rest unto my soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rest of weary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, Rest of weary!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Naught is lovelier than Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fairest Lover!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Naught is friendlier than Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gentle Lover!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And naught sweeter is than Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweetest Lover,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, sweetest Lover!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I am weak; come, strengthen me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strength in weakness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faint am I, refresh Thou me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweetest Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I die, console Thou me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou Consoler,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, my Consoler!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Flittner, 1661; J. A. Rimbach, tr., 1903, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_90">90</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus, King most wonderful,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou Conqueror renowned,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Sweetness most ineffable,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In whom all joys are found!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When once Thou visitest the heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then truth begins to shine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then earthly vanities depart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then kindles love divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Jesus, Light of all below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou Fount of life and fire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Surpassing all the joys we know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All that we can desire,—</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_84">[84]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. May every heart confess Thy name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ever Thee adore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, seeking Thee, itself inflame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To seek Thee more and more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thee may our tongues forever bless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee may we love alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ever in our lives express</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The image of Thine own.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Bernard of Clairvaux, † 1153; E. Caswall, tr., 1848.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_91">91</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, and shall it ever be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A mortal man ashamed of Thee?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose glories shine through endless days?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Ashamed of Jesus! Sooner far</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let evening blush to own a star;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He sheds the beams of light divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er this benighted soul of mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ashamed of Jesus! Just as soon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let midnight be ashamed of noon.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis midnight with my soul till He,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bright Morning-Star, bids darkness flee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On whom my hopes of heaven depend!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No; when I blush, be this my shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I no more revere His name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I’ve no guilt to wash away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No tear to wipe, no good to crave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No fears to quell, no soul to save.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Till then—nor is my boasting vain—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till then I boast a Savior slain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And oh, may this my glory be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Christ is not ashamed of me!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Grigg, 1765; B. Francis, 1787.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_85">[85]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_92">92</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Awake, my soul, to joyful lays</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sing Thy great Redeemer’s praise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He justly claims a song from me,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness, O how free!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He saw me ruined in the Fall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet loved me notwithstanding all;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He saved me from my lost estate,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness, O how great!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When I was Satan’s easy prey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And deep in debt and bondage lay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He paid His life for my discharge,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness, O how large!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though earth and hell my way oppose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He safely leads my soul along,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness, O how strong!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has gathered thick and thundered loud,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He near my soul has always stood,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness, O how good!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. When earthly friends forsake me quite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I have neither skill nor might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’s sure my Helper to appear,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness, O how near!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Often I feel my sinful heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prone from my Jesus to depart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But though I have Him oft forgot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness changes not.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. When I shall pass death’s gloomy vale</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all my mortal power must fail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O may my last, expiring breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness sing in death!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Then shall I mount and soar away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the bright world of endless day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sing with rapture and surprise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving-kindness in the skies.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. Medley, 1782.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_86">[86]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_93">93</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">All hail the power of Jesus’ name!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let angels prostrate fall;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bring forth the royal diadem</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown Him Lord of all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who from His altar call;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Extol the Stem of Jesse’s rod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown Him Lord of all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye ransomed from the Fall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail Him, who saves you by His grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown Him Lord of all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Hail Him, ye heirs of David’s line,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom David Lord did call,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The God incarnate, Man divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown Him Lord of all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The wormwood and the gall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Go, spread your trophies at His feet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown Him Lord of all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Let every kindred, every tribe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On this terrestrial ball</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him all majesty ascribe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown Him Lord of all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O that with yonder sacred throng</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We at His feet may fall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Join in the everlasting song,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown Him Lord of all!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. Perronet, 1780.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_94">94</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art the <i>Way</i>; to Thee alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From sin and death we flee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And he who would the Father seek,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_87">[87]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou art the <i>Truth</i>; Thy Word alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">True wisdom can impart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou only canst inform the mind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And purify the heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou art the <i>Life</i>; the rending tomb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Proclaims Thy conquering arm;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And those who put their trust in Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor death nor hell shall harm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant us that Way to know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Truth to keep, that Life to win,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose joys eternal flow.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. W. Doane, 1824.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_95">95</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the Cross of Christ I glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Towering o’er the wrecks of time;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the light of sacred story</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gathers round its head sublime.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When the woes of life o’ertake me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never shall the Cross forsake me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lo! it glows with peace and joy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When the sun of bliss is beaming</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Light and love upon my way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the Cross the radiance streaming</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Adds new luster to the day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By the Cross are sanctified;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace is there that knows no measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Joys that through all time abide.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Bowring, 1825.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_96">96</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How sweet the name of Jesus sounds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In a believer’s ear!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And drives away his fear.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_88">[88]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. It makes the wounded spirit whole</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And calms the troubled breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis manna to the hungry soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to the weary, rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Dear name! the Rock on which I build</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Shield and Hiding-place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My never-failing Treasury, filled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With boundless stores of grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Although with sin defiled:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Satan accuses me in vain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I am owned a child.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Prophet, Priest, and King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Accept the praise I bring.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Weak is the effort of my heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And cold my warmest thought;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But when I see Thee as Thou art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I’ll praise Thee as I ought.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Till then I would Thy love proclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With every fleeting breath;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And may the music of Thy name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Refresh my soul in death.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Newton, 1779.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_97">97</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Thou art mine forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dearer far than earth to me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Neither life nor death shall sever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Those sweet ties which bind to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. All were drear to me and lonely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If Thy presence gladdened not;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While I sing to Thee, Thee only,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mine’s an ever blissful lot.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_89">[89]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou alone art all my Treasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who hast died that I may live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou conferrest noblest pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who dost all my sins forgive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Brightest gems and fairest flowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lose their beauty in Thy frown;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy and peace, like balmy showers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy smile come gently down.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus, Thou art mine forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Suffer not myself to stray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me in my weakness never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cast my priceless pearl away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lamb of God, I do implore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Guard, support me, lest I fall;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me evermore adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be my everlasting All!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Loy, 1863.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_98">98</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, the very thought of Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With sweetness fills the breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But sweeter far Thy face to see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in Thy presence rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor can the memory find</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A sweeter sound than Thy blest name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Savior of mankind!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Hope of every contrite heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Joy of all the meek!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To those who fall, how kind Thou art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How good to those who seek!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. But what to those who find?—Ah! this</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor tongue nor pen can show;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The love of Jesus, what it is,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">None but His loved ones know.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_90">[90]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus, our only Joy be Thou!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As Thou our Prize wilt be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, be Thou our Glory now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And through eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Bernard of Clairvaux, † 1153; E. Caswall, tr., 1849, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_99">99</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chief of sinners though I be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus shed His blood for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Died that I might live on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lived that I might never die;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the branch is to the vine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am His, and He is mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O the height of Jesus’ love!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Higher than the heavens above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deeper than the depths of sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lasting as eternity;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love that found me,—wondrous thought!—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Found me when I sought Him not.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus only can impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Balm to heal the smitten heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace that flows from sin forgiv’n,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy that lifts the soul to heav’n;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faith and hope to walk with God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the way that Enoch trod.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Chief of sinners though I be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ is all in all to me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All my wants to Him are known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All my sorrows are His own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe with Him from earthly strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He sustains the hidden life.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O my Savior, help afford</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy Spirit and Thy Word!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When my wayward heart would stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep me in the narrow way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grace in time of need supply</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While I live and when I die.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Wm. McComb, 1848.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_91">[91]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_100">100</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, whose glory fills the skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ, the true, the only Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sun of Righteousness, arise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Triumph o’er the shades of night.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Day-spring from on high, be near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Day-star, in my heart appear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Dark and cheerless is the morn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unaccompanied by Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joyless is the day’s return</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till Thy mercy’s beams I see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till they inward light impart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cheer my eyes, and warm my heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Visit, then, this soul of mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill me, Radiancy Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Scatter all my unbelief;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More and more Thyself display,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shining to the perfect day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1740.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_101">101</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To our Redeemer’s glorious name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Awake the sacred song!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O may His love, immortal flame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Tune every heart and tongue!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. His love, what mortal thought can reach!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What mortal tongue display!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination’s utmost stretch</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In wonder dies away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He left His radiant throne on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Left the bright realms of bliss,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And came to earth to bleed and die,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Was ever love like this?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Dear Lord, while we adoring pay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our humble thanks to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May every heart with rapture say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“The Savior died for me!”</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_92">[92]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O may the sweet, the blissful theme</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fill every heart and tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till strangers love the charming name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And join the sacred song!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, 1760.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_102">102</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, let us join our cheerful songs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With angels round the throne.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But all their joys are one.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. “Worthy the Lamb that died,” they cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“To be exalted thus.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Worthy the Lamb,” our lips reply,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For He was slain for us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus is worthy to receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Honor and power divine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And blessings more than we can give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be, Lord, forever Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let all that dwell above the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And air, and earth, and seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Conspire to lift Thy glories high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And speak Thine endless praise!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The whole creation join in one</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To bless the sacred name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Him that sits upon the throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to adore the Lamb.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_103">103</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 4, 8, 4, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Morning Star, how fair and bright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou beamest forth in truth and light!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Sovereign meek and lowly!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweet Root of Jesse, David’s Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My King and Bridegroom, Thou hast won</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart to love Thee solely!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lovely art Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fair and glorious, All victorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rich in blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rule and might o’er all possessing.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_93">[93]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O King high-born, Pearl dearly won,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">True Son of God and Mary’s Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Crown of exceeding glory!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart calls Thee a Lily, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure milk and honey is Thy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy sweetest Gospel-story.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rose of Sharon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail! hosanna! Heavenly Manna,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Feed us ever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, I can forget Thee never!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Clear Jasper, Ruby fervent red,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deep, deep into my heart now shed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy love’s pure fire forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill me with joy, grant me to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy member, closely joined to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom naught from Thee may sever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Toward Thee longing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Doth possess me: Come and bless me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thy gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eye and heart here pine in sadness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. But if Thou look on me in love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There straightway falls from God above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A ray of purest pleasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word and Spirit, flesh and blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Refresh my soul with heavenly food,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art my hidden Treasure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy grace, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Warm and cheer me, O draw near me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast taught us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee to seek since Thou hast sought us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord God, my Father, mighty Shield,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou in Thy Son art all revealed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As Thou hast loved and known me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Son hath me with Him betrothed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His own whitest raiment clothed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He for His bride will own me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life in heaven Hath He given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Him dwelling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still shall I His praise be telling.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_94">[94]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Then touch the chords of harp and lute,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let no sweet music now be mute,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But, joyously resounding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tell of the marriage-feast, the bride,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heavenly Bridegroom at her side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mid love and joy abounding.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shout for triumph,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Loudly sing ye, Praises bring ye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fall before Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">King of kings, let all adore Him!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Here rests my heart and holds it fast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord I love is First and Last,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The End and the Beginning.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I welcome death, for I shall rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Him to His own Paradise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Above all tears and sinning.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amen! Amen!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Lord Jesus. Soon release us!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With deep yearning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, we look for Thy returning!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">P. Nicolai, 1597; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_104">104</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Crown Him with many crowns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lamb upon His throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! how the heav’nly anthem drowns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All music but its own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Awake, my soul, and sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Him who died for thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hail Him as thy matchless King</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Crown Him the Virgin’s Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The God incarnate born,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose arm those crimson trophies won</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which now His brow adorn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fruit of the mystic rose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As of that rose the stem;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The root whence mercy ever flows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Babe of Bethlehem.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_95">[95]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Crown Him the Lord of love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Behold His hands and side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rich wounds, yet visible above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In beauty glorified.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No angel in the sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can fully bear that sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But downward bends his wond’ring eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At mysteries so bright.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Crown Him the Lord of peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose power a scepter sways</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From pole to pole, that wars may cease</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all be prayer and praise.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His reign shall know no end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And round His piercèd feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fair flowers of paradise extend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their fragrance ever sweet.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Crown Him the Lord of years,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Potentate of time,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Creator of the rolling spheres,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ineffably sublime.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All hail, Redeemer, hail!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou hast died for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy praise shall never, never fail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Throughout eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Bridges, 1851.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_105">105</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I was a wandering sheep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I did not love the fold;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I did not love my Shepherd’s voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I would not be controlled;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I was a wayward child,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I did not love my home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I did not love my Father’s voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I loved afar to roam.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Shepherd sought His sheep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Father sought His child;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They followed me o’er vale and hill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’er deserts waste and wild;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_96">[96]</span><div class="verse indent0">They found me nigh to death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Famished and faint and lone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They bound me with the bands of love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They saved the wandering one.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus my Shepherd is,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Twas He that loved my soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twas He that washed me in His blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Twas He that made me whole;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twas He that sought the lost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That found the wandering sheep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twas He that brought me to the fold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis He that still doth keep.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I was a wandering sheep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I would not be controlled.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But now I love my Shepherd’s voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I love, I love, the fold.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I was a wayward child,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I once preferred to roam,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But now I love my Father’s voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I love, I love, His home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Bonar, 1844.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_106">106</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Savior, come to me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me ever be with Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come and nevermore depart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou who reignest in my heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lord, for Thee I ever sigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nothing else can satisfy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis my constant cry to Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Jesus, come to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Earthly joys can give no peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cannot bid my longing cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But to have my Jesus near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This is perfect pleasure here.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_97">[97]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. All that makes the angels glad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In their garb of glory clad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only fills me with distress</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If Thy presence do not bless.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Take Thou all away from me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall still thus minded be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou who madest me Thine own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shalt be e’er my Joy alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lord, to none on earth beside</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee my heart I open wide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enter Thou, possess it all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee alone mine own I call.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Thou alone, my God and Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Art my Glory and Reward;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast bled for me and died,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will be no other’s bride.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Come, then, Lamb for sinners slain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come and ease me of my pain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Evermore I cry to Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Jesus, come to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Patiently I wait Thy Day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this gift yet, Lord, I pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, when death shall come to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My sweet Jesus Thou wilt be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Scheffler, c. 1657.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_107">107</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Lover of my soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let me to Thy bosom fly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While the waters nearer roll,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While the tempest still is high.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hide me, O my Savior, hide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till the storm of life is past;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe into the haven guide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O receive my soul at last!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_98">[98]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Other refuge have I none;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave, ah, leave me not alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still support and comfort me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All my trust on Thee is stayed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All my help from Thee I bring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cover my defenseless head</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the shadow of Thy wing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Wilt Thou not regard my call?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wilt Thou not accept my prayer?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lo! on Thee I cast my care.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Reach me out Thy gracious hand!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While I of Thy strength receive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hoping against hope I stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dying, and, behold, I live!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou, O Christ, art all I want;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">More than all in Thee I find.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heal the sick, and lead the blind.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Just and holy is Thy name;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am all unrighteousness:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">False and full of sin I am,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art full of truth and grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Plenteous grace with Thee is found,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grace to cover all my sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the healing streams abound;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make and keep me pure within.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou of life the Fountain art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Freely let me take of Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spring Thou up within my heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rise to all eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1740.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_108">108</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O for a thousand tongues to sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My great Redeemer’s praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The glories of my God and King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The triumphs of His grace!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_99">[99]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My gracious Master and my God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Assist me to proclaim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To spread through all the earth abroad</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The honors of Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus! the name that charms our fears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That bids our sorrows cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis music in the sinner’s ears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis life and health and peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He breaks the power of canceled sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He sets the prisoner free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His blood can make the foulest clean;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His blood avails for me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Look unto Him, ye nations; own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Your God, ye fallen race;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Look and be saved through faith alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be justified by grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. See all your sins on Jesus laid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lamb of God was slain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His soul was once an offering made</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For every soul of man.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Glory to God and praise and love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be ever, ever giv’n</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By saints below and saints above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Church in earth and heav’n.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1739.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_109">109</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8s 10 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O friend of souls, how blest am I</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whene’er Thy love my spirit calms!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sorrow’s dungeon forth I fly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hide me in Thy shelt’ring arms.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The night of weeping flies away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before the heart-reviving ray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of love that beams from out Thy breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here is my heaven on earth begun.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who is not joyful that has won</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thee, O Lord, his joy and rest?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_100">[100]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The world may call herself my foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So be it; for I trust her not,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en though a friendly face she show</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And heap with her good things my lot.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thee alone will I rejoice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art the Friend, Lord, of my choice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou art true when friendships fail;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid storms of woe Thy truth is still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My anchor; hate me as she will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The world shall o’er me ne’er prevail.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The Law may threaten endless death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From awful Sinai’s burning hill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Straightway from its consuming breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul through faith mounts higher still;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She throws herself at Jesus’ feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And finds with Him a safe retreat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where curse and death can never come.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though all foes threaten condemnation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet, Jesus, Thou art my Salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For in Thy love I find my home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I follow, leaning on Thy hand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And giv’st him water from the sand.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know Thy wondrous ways will end</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In love and blessing, Thou true Friend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Enough, if Thou art ever near.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know whom Thou wilt glorify</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And raise o’er sun and stars on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou lead’st through depths and darkness here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. To others death seems dark and grim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But not, Thou Life of life, to me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know Thou ne’er forsakest him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose heart and spirit rest in Thee.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_101">[101]</span><div class="verse indent0">Oh, who would fear his journey’s close</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If from dark woods and lurking foes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He then find safety and release?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nay, rather, with a joyful heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From this dark region I depart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thy eternal light and peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O Friend of souls, then blest indeed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Am I when on Thy love I lean!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The world nor pain nor death I heed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Since Thou, my God, my Joy hast been.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let this peace that Thou hast giv’n</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be but a foretaste of Thy heav’n,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For goodness infinite is Thine.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hence, world, with all thy flattering toys!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In God alone lie all my joys;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O rich delight, my Friend is mine!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. C. Dessler, 1692; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="GODS_WORD">GOD’S WORD.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_110">110</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For round us falls the eventide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not Thy Word, that heavenly light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For us be ever veiled in night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In these last days of sore distress</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant us, dear Lord, true steadfastness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That pure we keep, till life is spent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy holy Word and Sacrament.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lord Jesus, help, Thy Church uphold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Indue Thy Word with power and grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And spread its truth in every place.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O keep us in Thy Word, we pray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The guile and rage of Satan stay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto Thy Church grant, Lord, Thy grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace, concord, patience, fearlessness.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_102">[102]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O God! how sin’s dread works abound!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Throughout the earth no rest is found,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wide has falsehood’s spirit spread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And error boldly rears its head.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Those haughty spirits, Lord, restrain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who o’er Thy Church with might would reign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And always offer something new,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Devised to change Thy doctrine true.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. And since the cause and glory, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are Thine, not ours, do Thou afford</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Us help and strength and constancy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all our heart we trust in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. A trusty weapon is Thy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Church’s buckler, shield, and sword;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, let us in this Word abide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may seek no other guide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. O grant that in Thy holy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We here may live and die, dear Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when our journey endeth here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Receive us into glory there.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">N. Selnecker, 1611 (3-9 anon.).</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_111">111</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How precious is the Book Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By inspiration given!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To guide our souls to heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Its light, descending from above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Illumes this world so drear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Displays a Savior’s boundless love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And brings His glories near.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. It shows to man his wandering ways</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And where his feet have trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And brings to view the matchless grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of a forgiving God.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_103">[103]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O’er all the straight and narrow way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its radiant beams are cast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A light whose never weary ray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grows brightest at the last.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this dark vale of tears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life, light, and joy it still imparts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And quells our rising fears.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. This lamp, through all the tedious night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of life shall guide our way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till we behold the clearer light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of an eternal day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Fawcett, 1782, abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_112">112</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How shall the young secure their hearts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And guard their lives from sin?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word the choicest rules imparts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To keep the conscience clean.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. ’Tis like the sun, a heavenly light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That guides us all the day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And through the dangers of the night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A lamp to lead our way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The starry heavens Thy rule obey,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The earth maintains her place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And these Thy servants, night and day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy skill and power express.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. But still Thy Law and Gospel, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have lessons more divine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not earth stands firmer than Thy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor stars so nobly shine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thy Word is everlasting truth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How pure is every page!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That holy Book shall guide our youth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And well support our age.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_104">[104]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_113">113</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s, 6s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Word of God Incarnate,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Wisdom from on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Truth unchanged, unchanging,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Light of our dark sky,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We praise Thee for the radiance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That from the hallowed page,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A lantern to our footsteps,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shines on from age to age.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Church from her dear Master</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Received the gift divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And still that light she lifteth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’er all the earth to shine.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is the golden casket,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where gems of truth are stored;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is the heaven-drawn picture</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Christ, the living Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. It floateth like a banner</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before God’s host unfurled;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It shineth like a beacon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Above the darkling world;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is the chart and compass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That o’er life’s surging sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid mists and rocks and quicksands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still guides, O Christ, to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Oh, make Thy Church, dear Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A lamp of burnished gold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bear before the nations</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy true light as of old;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, teach Thy wandering pilgrims</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By this their path to trace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till, clouds and darkness ended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They see Thee face to face.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. W. How, 1867, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_114">114</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In every star Thy wisdom shines;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But when our eyes behold Thy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We read Thy name in fairer lines.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_105">[105]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The rolling sun, the changing light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And nights and days, Thy power confess;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the blest Volume Thou didst write</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy Gospel-heralds dare not rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till through the world Thy truth has run;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till Christ has all the nations blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That see the light or feel the sun.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Great Sun of Righteousness, arise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bless the dark world with heavenly light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Gospel makes the simple wise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thy noblest wonders here we view</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In souls renewed and sins forgiv’n.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, cleanse our sins, our souls renew,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make Thy Word our guide to heav’n.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719, abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_115">115</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Law of God is good and wise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sets His will before our eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shows us the way of righteousness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And dooms to death when we transgress.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Its light of holiness imparts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The knowledge of our sinful hearts,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may see our lost estate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And seek deliv’rance ere too late.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To those who help in Christ have found</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And would in works of love abound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It shows what deeds are His delight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And should be done as good and right.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When men the offered help disdain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wilfully in sin remain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its terror in their ear resounds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And keeps their wickedness in bounds.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The Law is good; but since the Fall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its holiness condemns us all;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It dooms us for our sin to die</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And has no power to justify.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_106">[106]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. To Jesus we for refuge flee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who from the curse has set us free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And humbly worship at His throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Saved by His grace through faith alone.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Loy, 1863.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_116">116</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Gospel shows the Father’s grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who sent His Son to save our race,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Proclaims how Jesus lived and died</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That man might thus be justified.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. It sets the Lamb before our eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who made th’ atoning sacrifice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And calls the souls with guilt opprest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To come and find eternal rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. It brings the Savior’s righteousness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our souls to robe in royal dress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all our guilt it brings release</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gives the troubled conscience peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. It is the power of God to save</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sin and Satan and the grave;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It works the faith which firmly clings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all the treasures which it brings.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. It bears to all the tidings glad</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bids their hearts no more be sad;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heavy-laden soul it cheers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And banishes their guilty fears.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. May we in faith its tidings learn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor thanklessly its blessings spurn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we in faith its truth confess</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And praise the Lord, our Righteousness!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Loy, 1863.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_117">117</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father of mercies, in Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What endless glory shines!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever be Thy name adored</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For these celestial lines.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_107">[107]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Here the Redeemer’s welcome voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spreads heavenly peace around;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And life and everlasting joys</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Attend the blissful sound.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Oh, may these heavenly pages be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My ever dear delight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And still new beauties may I see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And still increasing light!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Divine Instructor, gracious Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou forever near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach me to love Thy sacred Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And view my Savior there.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, 1760.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_118">118</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Israel through the desert passed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A fiery pillar went before</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To guide them through the dreary waste</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And lessen the fatigues they bore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Such is Thy glorious Word, O God!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis for our light and guidance giv’n;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It sheds its luster all abroad</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And points the path to bliss and heav’n.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. It fills the soul with sweet delight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And quickens its inactive powers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It sets our wand’ring footsteps right,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Displays Thy love, and kindles ours.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Its promises rejoice our hearts,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its doctrines are divinely true;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While highest wisdom it imparts,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It comforts and instructs us too.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Ye favored lands, that have this Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye saints, who feel its saving power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unite your tongues to praise the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And His distinguished grace adore!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Beddome, 1769.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_108">[108]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_119">119</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our path when wont to stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stream from the fount of heav’nly grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Brook by the traveler’s way;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Bread of our souls, whereon we feed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">True manna from on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our guide and chart, wherein we read</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of realms beyond the sky;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Pillar of fire, through watches dark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or radiant cloud by day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When waves would break our tossing bark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our anchor and our stay:—</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Word of the ever-living God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will of His glorious Son;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Without thee, how could earth be trod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or heaven itself be won?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord, grant us all aright to learn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The wisdom it imparts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to its heavenly teaching turn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With simple, childlike hearts.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Barton, 1826, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_120">120</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We have a sure prophetic Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By inspiration of the Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And though assailed on every hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jehovah’s Word shall ever stand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. By powers of empire banned and burned,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By pagan pride rejected, spurned,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Word still stands the Christian’s trust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While haughty empires lie in dust.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lo! what the Word in times of old</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of future days and deeds foretold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is all fulfilled, while ages roll,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As traced on the prophetic scroll.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_109">[109]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Abiding, steadfast, firm, and sure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The teachings of the Word endure:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest he who trusts this steadfast Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His anchor holds in Christ, the Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. Cronenwett, 1880.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_121">121</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christians, come, in sweetest measures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sing of those who spread the treasures</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the holy Gospel shrined;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessed tidings of salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace on earth their proclamation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Love from God to lost mankind.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. See the rivers four that gladden</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With their streams the better Eden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Planted by our Savior dear:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ the Fountain, these the waters.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drink, O Zion’s sons and daughters,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Drink, and find salvation here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here our souls, by Jesus sated,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More and more shall be translated</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Earth’s temptations far above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Freed from sin’s abhorred dominion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soaring on angelic pinion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They shall reach the source of love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Then shall thanks and praise ascending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thy mercies without ending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rise to Thee, O Savior blest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thy gracious aid defend us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy guiding light attend us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring us to Thy place of rest.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Adam of St. Victor, 1150; R. Campbell, tr., 1850, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_122">122</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In vain would boasting reason find</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The path to happiness and God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her weak directions leave the mind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bewildered in a doubtful road.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_110">[110]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus, Thy words alone impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Eternal life; on these I live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Than all the powers of nature give.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here let my constant feet abide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art the true, the living Way.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy good Spirit be my guide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the bright realms of endless day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The various forms that men devise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To shake my faith with treacherous art</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I scorn as vanity and lies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bind Thy Gospel to my heart.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, 1760, a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="THE_LORDS_DAY">THE LORD’S DAY.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_123">123</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, who the light this day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Out of darkness didst create,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shine upon us now, we pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While within Thy courts we wait.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wean us from the works of night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make us children of the light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Savior, who this day didst break</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the bondage of the tomb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bid our slumbering souls awake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And dispel their doubt and gloom;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us, from our bonds set free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rise from sin and live to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Blessed Spirit, Comforter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sent this day from Christ on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, on us Thy gifts confer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cleanse, illumine, sanctify;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All Thine influence shed abroad;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead us to the truth of God.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Julia A. Elliott, 1833, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_111">[111]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_124">124</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Welcome, delightful morn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou day of sacred rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I hail thy kind return:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, make these moments blest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the low train of mortal toys</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I soar to reach immortal joys.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Now may the King descend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And fill His throne of grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy scepter, Lord, extend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While saints address Thy face;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let sinners feel Thy quickening Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And learn to know and fear the Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Descend, O heavenly Dove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all Thy quickening powers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Disclose a Savior’s love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bless these sacred hours.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then shall my soul new life obtain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor Lord’s Days e’er be spent in vain.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Hayward, in Dobell’s New Sel., 1806.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_125">125</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safely through another week</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God has brought us on our way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us now a blessing seek,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Waiting in His courts to-day:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Day of all the week the best,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Emblem of eternal rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Mercies multiplied each hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through the week our praise demand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guarded by almighty power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fed and guided by His hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though ungrateful we have been</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And repaying love with sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. While we pray for pardoning grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through the dear Redeemer’s name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Show Thy reconcilèd face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take away our sin and shame;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From our worldly cares set free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we rest this day in Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_112">[112]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. As we come Thy name to praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May we feel Thy presence near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May Thy glory meet our eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While we in Thy house appear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here afford us, Lord, a taste</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of our everlasting feast.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. May Thy Gospel’s joyful sound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Conquer sinners, comfort saints;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make the fruits of grace abound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring relief for all complaints.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus may all our Sabbaths prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till we join the Church above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Newton, 1774.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_126">126</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On this day, the first of days,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God the Father’s name we praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who, creation’s Fount and Spring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Did the world from darkness bring.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. On this day th’ eternal Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Over death His triumph won;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On this day the Spirit came</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With His gifts of living flame.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Oh, that fervent love to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May in every heart have sway,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teaching us to praise aright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, the Source of life and light!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Father, who didst fashion me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Image of Thyself to be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill me with Thy love divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let my every thought be Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Holy Jesus, may I be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dead and buried here with Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, by love inflamed, arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto Thee a sacrifice.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right"><i>Die Parente Temporum</i>, 1748; H. W. Baker, tr., 1861.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_113">[113]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_127">127</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">This day at Thy creating word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">First o’er the earth the light was poured.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, this day upon us shine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fill our souls with light divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. This day the Lord for sinners slain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In might victorious rose again.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus, may we raised be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From death of sin to life in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. This day the Holy Spirit came</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With fiery tongues of cloven flame.—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Spirit, fill our hearts this day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With grace to hear and grace to pray.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O day of light and life and grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From earthly toils sweet resting-place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy hallowed hours, best gift of love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give we again to God above!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. W. How, 1854.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_128">128</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joy we hail the sacred day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which we have called God’s own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joy the summons we obey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To worship at His throne.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As here Thy servants throng</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To breathe the humble, fervent prayer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pour the choral song.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Spirit of Grace, O deign to dwell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Within Thy Church below;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make her in holiness excel,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With pure devotion glow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let peace within her walls be found;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let all her sons unite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To spread with holy zeal around</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her clear and shining light.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_114">[114]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Great God, we hail the sacred day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which we have called Thine own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joy the summons we obey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To worship at Thy throne.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Auber, 1833, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_129">129</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">This is the day the Lord hath made;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He calls the hours His own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And praise surround the throne.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To-day He rose and left the dead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Satan’s empire fell;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To-day the saints His triumph spread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all His wonders tell.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Hosanna to th’ anointed King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To David’s holy Son!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help us, O Lord; descend and bring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Salvation from Thy throne.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Blest be the Lord, who comes to men</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With messages of grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who comes in God His Father’s name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To save our sinful race.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Hosanna in the highest strains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Church on earth can raise!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The highest heavens, in which He reigns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall give Him nobler praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="ADVENT">ADVENT.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_130">130</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Comfort, comfort ye My people,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Speak ye peace, thus saith your God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Comfort those who sit in darkness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mourning ’neath their sorrow’s load;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Speak ye to Jerusalem</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the peace that waits for them;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tell her that her sins I cover,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And her warfare now is over.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_115">[115]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. For the Herald’s voice is crying</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the desert far and near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bidding all men to repentance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Since the kingdom now is here.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, that warning cry obey!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now prepare for God a way!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the valleys rise to meet Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the hills bow down to greet Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Make ye straight what long was crooked,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make the rougher places plain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let your hearts be true and humble,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As befits His holy reign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the glory of the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now o’er earth is shed abroad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all flesh shall see the token</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That His Word is never broken.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Olearius, 1671; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_131">131</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus came, the heav’ns adoring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Came with peace from realms on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus came for man’s redemption,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lowly came on earth to die;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Alleluia! Alleluia!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Came in deep humility.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus comes again in mercy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When our hearts are bowed with care;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus comes again in answer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To an earnest, heartfelt prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Alleluia! Alleluia!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comes to save us from despair.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus comes to hearts rejoicing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bringing news of sins forgiv’n;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus comes in sounds of gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Leading souls redeemed to heav’n;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Alleluia! Alleluia!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now the gate of death is riv’n.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_116">[116]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jesus comes in joy and sorrow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shares alike our hopes and fears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus comes, whate’er befalls us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glads our hearts and dries our tears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Alleluia! Alleluia!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cheering e’en our failing years.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus comes on clouds triumphant</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When the heavens shall pass away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus comes again in glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let us, then, our homage pay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Alleluia! ever singing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till the dawn of endless day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. Thring, 1864.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_132">132</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail to the Lord’s Anointed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Great David’s greater Son!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail, in the time appointed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His reign on earth begun!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He comes to break oppression,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To set the captive free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To take away transgression,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And rule in equity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He comes with succor speedy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To those who suffer wrong,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To help the poor and needy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bid the weak be strong;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To give them songs for sighing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their darkness turn to light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose souls, condemned and dying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Were precious in His sight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He shall come down like showers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon the fruitful earth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And love, joy, hope, like flowers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spring in His path to birth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Him on the mountains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall peace, the herald, go,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And righteousness, in fountains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From hill to valley flow.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_117">[117]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To Him shall prayer unceasing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And daily vows ascend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His kingdom still increasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A kingdom without end.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The tide of time shall never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His covenant remove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His name shall stand forever,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That name to us is Love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1821.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_133">133</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Christ is nigh!” it seems to say;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Cast away the dreams of darkness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O ye children of the day!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Startled at the solemn warning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let the earth-bound soul arise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shines upon the morning skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lo, the Lamb, so long expected,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comes with pardon down from heav’n.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us haste, with tears of sorrow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One and all, to be forgiv’n.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. So, when next He comes with glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wrapping all the earth in fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With His mercy He may shield us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with words of love draw near.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin (c. 5th cent.); E. Caswall, tr. 1849.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_134">134</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Bridegroom soon will call us:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, all ye wedding-guests!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May not His voice appall us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While slumber binds our breasts!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May all our lamps be burning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And oil be found in store,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we, with Him returning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May open find the door!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_118">[118]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. There shall we see delighted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our dear Redeemer’s face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who leads our souls benighted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To glory by His grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The patriarchs shall meet us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The prophets’ holy band,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Apostles, martyrs, greet us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In that celestial land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. They will not blush to own us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As brothers, sisters dear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love ever will be shown us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When we with them appear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We all shall come before Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who for us man became,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Lord and God adore Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ever bless His name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Our Father, rich in blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will give us crowns of gold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, to His bosom pressing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Impart a bliss untold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will welcome with embraces</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of never-ending love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And deck us with His graces</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In blissful realms above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. In yonder home shall never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be silent music’s voice;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With hearts and lips forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We shall in God rejoice.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The angels shall adore Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All saints shall sing His praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bring with joy before Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their sweetest heavenly lays.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. In mansions fair and spacious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will God the feast prepare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, ever kind and gracious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bid us its riches share;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_119">[119]</span><div class="verse indent0">There bliss that knows no measure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From springs of love shall flow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And never-changing pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His bounty will bestow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Thus God shall from all evil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forever make us free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sin and from the devil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From all adversity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sickness, pain, and sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From troubles, cares, and fears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And grant us heavenly gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wipe away our tears.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Johann Walther, † c. 1566.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_135">135</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Thou precious Ransom, come!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Only Hope for sinful mortals!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, O Savior of the world!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Open are to Thee all portals;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Thy beauty let us see:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Anxiously we wait for Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O great King of Glory, come!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let me be Thy living temple;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enter Thou into my heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though I am but poor and simple,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet my riches then shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou reignest, Lord, in me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My hosannas and my palms</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Graciously receive, I pray Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Evermore, as best I can,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Savior, I will homage pay Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in faith I will embrace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, Thy merit through Thy grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Hail! Hosanna! David’s Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help, Lord, hear our supplication!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy kingdom, scepter, crown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring us blessing and salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That forever we may sing:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail! Hosanna! to our King.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. G. Olearius, 1644; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_120">[120]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_136">136</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, how shall I meet Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How welcome Thee aright?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All nations long to greet Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Hope, my heart’s Delight!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O kindle, dearest Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy lamp within my breast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may know what pleases</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee, Lord, my heav’nly Guest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy Zion strews before Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Green boughs and fairest palms,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I, too, will adore Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With sweetest songs and psalms.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart shall bloom forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thee with praises new</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from Thy name shall never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Withhold the honor due.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. What hast Thou left ungranted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To give me glad relief?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When soul and body panted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In utmost depth of grief,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In deepest degradation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Devoid of joy and peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then Thou, my soul’s Salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Didst come to bring release.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I lay in fetters groaning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou com’st to set me free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I stood, my shame bemoaning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou com’st to honor me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A glory Thou dost give me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A treasure safe on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That will not fail or leave me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As earthly riches fly.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Naught, naught, dear Lord, could move Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To leave Thy rightful place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Save love, for which I love Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A love that could embrace</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_121">[121]</span><div class="verse indent0">A world where sorrow dwelleth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which sin and suffering fill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More than the tongue e’er telleth;—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet Thou couldst love it still!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Rejoice, then, ye sad-hearted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who sit in deepest gloom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who mourn o’er joys departed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And tremble at your doom.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Despair not, He is near you,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yea, standing at the door,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who best can help and cheer you</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bid you weep no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. No care nor effort either</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is needed day or night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How ye may draw Him hither</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In your own strength and might.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He comes, He comes with gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Moved by His love alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To calm your fear and sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Him they well are known.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Sin’s debt, that fearful burden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let not your souls distress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your guilt the Lord will pardon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And cover with His grace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He comes, He comes, procuring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The peace of sin forgiv’n,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all God’s sons securing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their part and lot in heav’n.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Why should the wicked move you?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heed not their craft and spite!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your Savior, who doth love you,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will scatter all their might.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He comes, a King most glorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all His earthly foes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In vain His course victorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Endeavor to oppose.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_122">[122]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. He comes to judge the nations,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A terror to His foes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A Light of consolations</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And blessed Hope to those</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who love the Lord’s appearing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O glorious Sun, now come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Send forth Thy beams so cheering</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And guide us safely home!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_137">137</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Advent of our God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our prayers must now employ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we must meet Him on His road</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With hymns of holy joy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The everlasting Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Incarnate deigns to be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Himself a servant’s form puts on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To set His people free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Daughter of Zion, rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And greet thy lowly King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And do not wickedly despise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The mercies He will bring.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. As Judge, in clouds of light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He will come down again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all His scattered saints unite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Him in heaven to reign.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Before that dreadful day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May all our sins be gone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May the old man be put away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the new man put on!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_123">[123]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Praise to the Savior Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the created host;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like praise be to the Father done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to the Holy Ghost.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Chandler, 1837, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_138">138</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold, the King of Glory waits;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The King of kings is drawing near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Savior of the world is here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life and salvation He doth bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We praise Thee, Father, now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Creator, wise art Thou!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Lord is just, a Helper tried,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mercy is ever at His side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His kingly crown is holiness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His scepter, pity in distress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The end of all our woe He brings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore the earth is glad and sings:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We praise Thee, Savior, now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mighty in deed art Thou!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O blest the land, the city blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Christ, the Ruler, is confessed!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O happy hearts and happy homes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To whom this King in triumph comes!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The cloudless Sun of Joy He is,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who bringeth pure delight and bliss.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We praise Thee, Spirit, now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Comforter art Thou!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Fling wide the portals of your heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make it a temple set apart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From earthly use for heaven’s employ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Adorned with prayer and love and joy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So shall your Sovereign enter in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And new and nobler life begin.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee, O God, be praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For word and deed and grace!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_124">[124]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Redeemer, come! I open wide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me Thy inner presence feel,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy grace and love in me reveal;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Holy Spirit guide us on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until our glorious goal be won!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Eternal praise and fame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We offer to Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. Weissel, 1633; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_139">139</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Savior promised long;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let every heart prepare a throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And every voice a song.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He comes the prisoners to release,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Satan’s bondage held;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gates of brass before Him burst,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The iron fetters yield.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He comes from thickest films of vice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To clear the mental ray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And on the eyeballs of the blind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To pour the heav’nly day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He comes the broken heart to bind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The bleeding soul to cure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with the treasures of His grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">T’ enrich the humble poor.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy welcome shall proclaim.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And heaven’s eternal arches ring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thy beloved name.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Philip Doddridge, 1735.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_140">140</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. (with Hall.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Again is come the new church-year;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rejoice, all Christians, far and near!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy King, O Zion, comes to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore rejoice eternally!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_125">[125]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Amongst us now anew are heard</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The lessons of God’s gracious Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which shows the way to life in heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this all praise to God be given!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. May what is taught in Thy true Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Increase our faith in Thee, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And so abide in us that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May render endless praise to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Olearius, 1671.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_141">141</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior of the heathen, come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Virgin’s Son, here make Thy home!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wonder at it, heaven and earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the Lord chose such a birth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Not by human flesh and blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the Spirit of our God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was the Word of God made flesh—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Woman’s blossom, sweet and fresh.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Though the virgin was with child,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chastity proved undefiled;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Many a virtue rare forth shone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God was there upon His throne.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. From the Father forth He came</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And returned unto the same;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down to hell He went alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And again to God’s high throne.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thou, the Father’s equal, win</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Victory in the flesh o’er sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy strength divine, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help to our frail flesh afford.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lord, Thy manger is so bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Night sends forth a novel light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Darkness must not enter there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faith abides in light fore’er.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_126">[126]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Praise to God the Father sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise to God the Son, our King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise to God the Spirit be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever and eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin of Ambrose; Martin Luther, 1524, abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_142">142</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Arise, sons of the kingdom!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The King is drawing nigh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Arise and hail with gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Ruler from on high.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye Christians, hasten forth!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Your praise and homage bring Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And glad hosannas sing Him;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Naught else your love is worth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Arise, ye drooping mourners!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The King is very near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Away with grief and sorrow!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For, lo! your Help is here.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold, in many a place—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O blessed consolation!—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We find Him, our Salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His pure means of grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Now hear, ye bold transgressors,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The King full well gives heed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all that ye are doing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to the life ye lead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enthralled by sin and hell;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There’s naught in all creation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Escapes His observation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He marketh all things well.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Be righteous, ye His subjects,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The King is just and true;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prepare for Him a highway,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make all things straight and new.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He means all for our good;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then let us bear the crosses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which He Himself imposes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In an undaunted mood.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_127">[127]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He nevermore forsaketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A child that feels the rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who Him his Refuge maketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And puts his trust in God.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is our sovereign King;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">E’en death itself shall never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Those from their Master sever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who to His mercy cling.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Arise, ye faint and fearful!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The King now comes with might;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His heart hath long since loved us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He makes our darkness light.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now are our sorrows o’er;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No wrath shall e’er befall us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Since God in grace doth call us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His children evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. The King in grace remembers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His loved ones here below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With gifts of royal treasures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yea, doth Himself bestow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through His blest Word and grace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O King, arrayed in splendor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee all praise we’ll render</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here and there face to face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. O rich the gifts Thou bring’st us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thyself made poor and weak;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love beyond expression</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That thus can sinners seek!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this, O Lord, will we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our joyous tribute bring Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And glad hosannas sing Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ever grateful be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Rist, 1651, abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_143">143</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once He came in blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All our ills redressing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Came in likeness lowly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Son of God most holy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bore the cross to save us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hope and freedom gave us.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_128">[128]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Still He comes within us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still His voice would win us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the sins that hurt us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would to Truth convert us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From our foolish errors,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere He comes in terrors.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thus, if thou hast known Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not ashamed to own Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor dost love Him coldly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But wilt trust Him boldly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He will now receive thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heal thee, and forgive thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He who well endureth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bright reward secureth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come then, O Lord Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From our sins release us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us here confess Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till in heaven we bless Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Horn (Roh), 1544; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_144">144</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Thy Church with longing eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thine expected coming waits:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When will the promised light arise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And glory beam from Zion’s gates?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. E’en now, when tempests round us fall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wintry clouds o’ercast the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy words with pleasure we recall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And deem that our redemption’s nigh.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Come, gracious Lord, our hearts renew,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our foes repel, our wrongs redress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Man’s rooted enmity subdue,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown Thy Gospel with success.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_129">[129]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O come and reign o’er every land;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let Satan from his throne be hurled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All nations bow to Thy command,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And grace revive a dying world.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Teach us in watchfulness and prayer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To wait for the appointed hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fit us by Thy grace to share</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The triumphs of Thy conquering power.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. H. Bathhurst, 1831.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHRISTMAS">CHRISTMAS.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_145">145</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">All my heart this night rejoices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As I hear Far and near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweetest angel voices;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Christ is born,” their choirs are singing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the air Everywhere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now with joy is ringing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Forth to-day the Conqueror goeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">the foe, Sin and woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death and hell, o’erthroweth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God is man, man to deliver;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His dear Son Now is one</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With our blood forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Shall we still dread God’s displeasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who, to save, Freely gave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Us His dearest Treasure?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To redeem us, He hath given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His own Son From the throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of His might in heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Should He, who Himself imparted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Aught withhold From the fold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave us broken-hearted?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Should the Son of God not love us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who, to cheer Sufferers here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Left His throne above us?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_130">[130]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. If our blessed Lord and Maker</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hated men, Would He then</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be of flesh partaker?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If He in our woe delighted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would He bear All the care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of our race benighted?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. He becomes the Lamb that taketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sin away And for aye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Full atonement maketh.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For our Life His own He tenders</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And our race, By His grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Meet for glory renders.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Hark! a voice from yonder manger,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soft and sweet, Doth entreat:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Flee from woe and danger;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Brethren, from all ills that grieve you</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You are freed, All you need</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I will surely give you.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Come, then, banish all your sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One and all, Great and small,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come with songs of gladness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Love Him who with love is glowing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail the Star, Near and far,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Light and joy bestowing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Ye whose anguish knew no measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Weep no more, See the door</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To celestial pleasure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cling to Him, for He will guide you</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where no cross, Pain, or loss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can again betide you.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Hither come, ye heavy-hearted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who for sin, Deep within,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Long and sore have smarted;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For the poisoned wounds you’re feeling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help is near, One is here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mighty for their healing.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_131">[131]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Hither come, ye poor and wretched,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Know His will Is to fill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every hand outstretchèd;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here are riches without measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here forget All regret,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fill your hearts with treasure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Let me in my arms receive Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Thy breast Let me rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, ne’er to leave Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Since Thou hast Thyself presented</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now to me, I shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Evermore contented.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Guilt no longer can distress me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Son of God, Thou my load</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bearest to release me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stain in me Thou findest never;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am clean, All my sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is removed forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. I am pure, in Thee believing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thy store Evermore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Righteous robes receiving.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my heart I will enfold Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Treasure rare, Let me there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Loving, ever hold Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. Thee, O Lord, with heed I’ll cherish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While I’ve breath; E’en in death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall my faith not perish.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I shall dwell with Thee forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far on high, In the joy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That can alter never.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1656.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_146">146</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the earth now praise the Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who hath truly kept His word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the sinners’ Help and Friend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now at last to us doth send.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_132">[132]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. What the fathers most desired,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What the prophets’ heart inspired,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What they longed for many a year,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stands fulfilled in glory here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Abram’s promised great Reward,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Zion’s Helper, Jacob’s Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Him of twofold race behold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Truly came, as long foretold.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Welcome, O my Savior, now!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail! my Portion, Lord, art Thou!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here, too, in my heart, I pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O prepare Thyself a way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. King of Glory, enter in!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cleanse it from the filth of sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thou hast so often done;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It belongs to Thee alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. As Thy coming was in peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Noiseless, full of gentleness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the same mind dwell in me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That was ever found in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Comfort my desponding heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou my Strength and Refuge art.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am weak, and cunningly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Satan lays his snares for me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Bruise for me the Serpent’s head,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, set free from doubt and dread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I may cleave to Thee in faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safely kept through life and death;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. And when Thou dost come again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As a glorious King to reign,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I with joy may see Thy face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Truly ransomed by Thy grace.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Held, 1643; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_133">[133]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_147">147</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 8, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">All praise to Jesus’ hallowed name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who of virgin pure became</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">True man for us! The angels sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the glad news to earth they bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Th’ eternal Father’s only Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For a manger leaves His throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Disguised in our poor flesh and blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is now the everlasting Good.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He whom the world could not inclose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Doth in Mary’s lap repose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is become an infant small,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who by His might upholdeth all.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Th’ eternal Light, come down from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hath to us new sunshine given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It shineth in the midst of night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And maketh us the sons of light.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The Father’s Son, God ever blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the world became a guest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He leads us from this vale of tears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And makes us in His kingdom heirs.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. He came to earth despised and poor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Man to pity and restore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make us rich in heaven above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The angels’ equal, through His love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. All this He did that He might prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To us sinners His great love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this let Christendom adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And praise His name forevermore.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a. First stanza since 1370.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_134">[134]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_148">148</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now praise we Christ, the Holy One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The blessed Virgin Mary’s Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far as the glorious sun doth shine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en to the world’s remote confine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He who Himself all things did make</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A servant’s form vouchsafed to take,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That He as man mankind might win</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And save His creatures from their sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The grace of God, the mighty Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon the mother was outpoured;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A virgin pure and undefiled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In wondrous wise conceived a child.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The noble mother bare a Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For so did Gabriel’s promise run,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom John confessed and leaped with joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere yet the mother knew her boy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Upon a manger, filled with hay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In poverty content He lay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With milk was fed the Lord of all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who feeds the ravens when they call.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The heavenly choirs rejoice and raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their voice to God in songs of praise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To humble shepherds is proclaimed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Shepherd who the world hath framed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. All honor unto Christ be paid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure offspring of the favored maid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Father and with Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till time in endless time be lost!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin of Sedulius; Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_149">149</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A great and mighty wonder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Christmas Festal brings:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On earth, a lowly Infant,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Behold the King of kings!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_135">[135]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Word is made incarnate,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Descending from on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And cherubim sing anthems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To shepherds, from the sky.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And we with them triumphant</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Repeat the hymn again:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“To God on high be glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And peace on earth to men!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. While thus they sing your Monarch,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Those bright angelic bands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rejoice, ye vales and mountains!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye oceans, clap your hands!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Since all He comes to ransom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By all be He adored,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Infant born in Bethlehem,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Savior and the Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. All idol forms shall perish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And error shall decay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Christ shall wield His scepter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Lord and God, for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Greek of Anatolius, c. 540; J. M. Neale, tr. 1862, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_150">150</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From heaven above to earth I come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bear good news to every home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glad tidings of great joy I bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whereof I now will say and sing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To you this night is born a child</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Mary, chosen virgin mild;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This little child, of lowly birth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall be the joy of all the earth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. This is the Christ, our God and Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who in all need shall aid afford;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He will Himself your Savior be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all your sins to make you free.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_136">[136]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He brings those blessings long ago</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prepared by God for all below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That in His heavenly kingdom blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You may with us forever rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. These are the tokens ye shall mark:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The swaddling-clothes and manger dark;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There shall ye find the young Child laid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By whom the heavens and earth were made.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Now let us all with gladsome cheer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Go with the shepherds and draw near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To see the wondrous gift of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who hath His own dear Son bestowed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What is it in yon manger lies?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who is this child, so young and fair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dear little Jesus lieth there.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Welcome to earth, Thou noble Guest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through whom the sinful world is blest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou com’st to share my misery,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What thanks shall I return to Thee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Ah! Lord, who hast created all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How hast Thou made Thee weak and small</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou must choose Thy infant bed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where humble cattle lately fed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. And were the world ten times as wide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With gold and jewels beautified,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It would be far too small to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. For velvets soft and silken stuff</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast but hay and straw so rough,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whereon Thou, King, so rich and great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As ’twere Thy heaven, art throned in state.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_137">[137]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. And thus, dear Lord, it pleasèd Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To make this truth quite plain to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That this world’s honor, wealth, and might</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are naught and worthless in Thy sight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Ah! dearest Jesus, holy Child,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within my heart, that it may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A chamber consecrate to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. My heart for very joy doth leap,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My lips no more can silence keep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I, too, must sing with joyful tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That sweetest ancient cradle-song:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. Glory to God in highest heav’n,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who unto man His Son hath giv’n!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While angels sing with pious mirth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A glad New Year to all the earth.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1535.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_151">151</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rejoice, ye sons of men alway!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God comes to you from heaven to-day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord is born a little child</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Mary, chosen virgin mild.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He is the Branch of Jesse’s tree,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lion out of Judah He,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Gentiles’ Light, the promised Seed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who was to bruise the Serpent’s head.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He brings us peace and happiness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And heals all sorrow and distress</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which on account of Adam’s fall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever weighed upon us all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Through His low birth and holy blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We all are saved by Christ, true God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The angels’ glory we shall share</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in His kingdom live fore’er.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Freund, † 1591; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_138">[138]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_152">152</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O rejoice, ye Christians, loudly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For our joy has now begun;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wondrous things our God hath done;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tell abroad His goodness proudly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who our race hath honored thus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That He deigns to dwell with us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ hath done away with sadness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hence, all sorrow and repining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Sun of Grace is shining!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. See, my soul, thy Savior chooses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Weakness here and poverty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In such love He comes to thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor the hardest couch refuses;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All He suffers for thy good,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To redeem thee by His blood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ hath done away with sadness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hence, all sorrow and repining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Sun of Grace is shining!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lord, how shall I thank Thee rightly?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I acknowledge that by Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am saved eternally;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me not forget it lightly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But to Thee through all things cleave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And my heart true peace receive.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ hath done away with sadness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hence, all sorrow and repining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Sun of Grace is shining!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jesus, guard and guide Thy members,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fill Thy brethren with Thy grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hear their prayers in every place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quicken now life’s faintest embers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant all Christians, far and near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Holy peace, a glad New Year!</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_139">[139]</span><div class="verse indent0">Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ hath done away with sadness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hence, all sorrow and repining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Sun of Grace is shining!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Keymann, † 1662; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_153">153</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us all with gladsome voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise the God of heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who, to bid our hearts rejoice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His own Son hath given.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To this vale of tears He comes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here to serve in sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That with Him in heaven’s fair homes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We may reign in gladness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. We are rich, for He was poor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is not this a wonder?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore praise God evermore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here on earth and yonder!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Lord Christ, our Savior dear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou ever near us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant us now a glad New Year;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Amen, Jesus, hear us!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">U. Langhanns, c. 1560; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_154">154</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the herald-angels sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Glory to the new-born King;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace on earth and mercy mild,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God and sinners reconciled!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joyful, all ye nations, rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Join the triumph of the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With th’ angelic hosts proclaim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Christ is born in Bethlehem!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the herald-angels sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Glory to the new-born King!”</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_140">[140]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail, th’ incarnate Deity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pleased as man with men to dwell;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, our Emmanuel!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Light and life to all He brings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ris’n with healing in His wings.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the herald-angels sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Glory to the new-born King!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Mild He lays His glory by,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Born that man no more may die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Born to raise the sons of earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Born to give them second birth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Desire of nations, come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fix in us Thy humble home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, to all Thyself impart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Formed in each believing heart!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the herald-angels sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Glory to the new-born King!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1739, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_155">155</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To us a Child of hope is born,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To us a Son is given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And on His shoulder ever rests</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All power in earth and heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. His name shall be the Prince of Peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The everlasting Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Wonderful, the Counselor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The God by all adored.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. His righteous government and power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall over all extend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On judgment and on justice based,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His reign shall have no end.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord Jesus, reign in us, we pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make us Thine alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who with the Father ever art</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Holy Spirit, one.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Morison, 1781, abr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_141">[141]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_156">156</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">4, 4, 11, 4, 4, 11</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We Christians may Rejoice to-day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When Christ was born to comfort and to save us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who thus believes No longer grieves,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For none are lost who grasp the hope He gave us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O wondrous joy, That God most high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Should take our flesh and thus our race should honor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A virgin mild Hath born this Child;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Such grace and glory God hath put upon her.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Sin brought us grief; But Christ, relief,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When down to earth He came for our salvation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since God with us Is dwelling thus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who dares to speak the Christian’s condemnation?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Then hither throng With happy song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Him whose birth and death are our assurance;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through whom are we At last set free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From sins and burdens that surpassed endurance.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Yes, let us praise Our God and raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Loud hallelujahs to the skies above us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bliss bestowed To-day by God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To ceaseless thankfulness and joy should move us.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Caspar Fueger, † 1617; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_157">157</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before His highest throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To-day He opens heaven again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And gives us His own Son.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_142">[142]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He leaves His heavenly Father’s throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is born an infant small,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in a manger, poor and lone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lies in a humble stall.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He lays aside His power divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A servant’s form doth take;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In want and lowness He doth pine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who heaven and earth did make.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He nestles at His mother’s breast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her milk His food must be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom saints and angels call the Blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of David’s house is He.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. ’Tis He who in these latter days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Judah’s tribe should come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By whom the Lord again would raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His Church, His Christendom.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. A wondrous change which He doth make!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He takes our flesh and blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lays aside for sinners’ sake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His majesty of God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. He serves that I a lord may be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A great exchange, indeed!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Could Jesus’ love do more for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To help me in my need?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. He opens us again the door</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Paradise to-day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The cherub guards the gate no more.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God our thanks we pay.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Nikolaus Herman, 1560; A. Crull, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_158">158</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy to the world, the Lord is come!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let earth receive her King;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let every heart prepare Him room</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And heaven and nature sing.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_143">[143]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let men their songs employ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Repeat the sounding joy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. No more let sins and sorrows grow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor thorns infest the ground;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He comes to make His blessings flow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Far as the curse is found.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He rules the world with truth and grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And makes the nations prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The glories of His righteousness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wonders of His love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_159">159</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, see in the manger our Savior and King!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. True Son of the Father, He comes from the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To be born of a virgin He does not despise.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Hark, hark to the angels all singing in heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“To God in the highest all glory be given!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_144">[144]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To Thee, then, O Jesus, this day of Thy birth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be glory and honor through heaven and earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">True Godhead incarnate, omnipotent Word!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O come, let us hasten to worship the Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Latin, 17th cent.; E. Caswall, tr., 1848.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_160">160</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! what mean those holy voices</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweetly sounding through the skies?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! th’ angelic host rejoices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heavenly hallelujahs rise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Listen to the wondrous story</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which they chant in hymns of joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory in the highest, glory!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory be to God most high!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Peace on earth, good will from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Reaching far as man is found;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Souls redeemed and sins forgiven!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Loud our golden harps shall sound.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Christ is born, the great Anointed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heaven and earth, His praises sing!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O receive whom God appointed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For your Prophet, Priest, and King.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Hasten, mortals, to adore Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Learn His name and taste His joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till in heaven ye sing before Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory be to God most high!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Let us learn the wondrous story</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of our great Redeemer’s birth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spread the brightness of His glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till it cover all the earth.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Cawood, 1819.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_145">[145]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_161">161</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. (with Hall.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Immanuel, we sing Thy praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Prince of Life and Fount of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Flower of heaven and Star of morn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Lord of lords, Thou Virgin-born.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. With all Thy saints to Thee we sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise, honor, thanks to Thee we bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou, O long-expected Guest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast come at last to make us blest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For Thee, since first the world was made,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So many hearts have watched and prayed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The patriarchs’ and prophets’ throng</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thee have hoped and waited long.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Above all others longed for Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy people’s king and shepherd, he</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With whom Thou, Lord, so well wert pleased</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When with his harp Thy name he praised.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Oh, that the Savior soon would come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To break our bonds and lead us home!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, that He might salvation bring!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then Jacob would rejoice and sing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Now Thou art here, Thou Ever-blest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In lowly manger Thou dost rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great things Thou makest, yet art small;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Naked Thyself, who clothest all.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. All heavens are Thine, yet Thou dost come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To sojourn in a stranger’s home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A mother’s milk dost not despise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who art the Joy of angels’ eyes.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_146">[146]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Thou hast set bounds to earth and sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet swaddling-bands encircle Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou’rt God—a bed of straw Thou hast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou’rt man—yet art the First and Last.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. From Thee above all gladness flows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet Thou must bear such bitter woes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Gentiles’ Light and Hope Thou art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet findest none to soothe Thy heart.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. The sweetest Friend of man Thou art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet many hate Thee in their heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Herod’s heart Thou art abhorred,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet Thou art our Salvation, Lord.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. But I, Thy humblest servant, may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Confess my love and freely say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I love Thee truly, but I would</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I might love Thee as I should.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. I have the will, the power is weak,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet, Lord, my humble offering take</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And graciously the love receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which my poor heart to Thee can give.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Thou to be weak dost not disdain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dost choose the things the world deems vain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Art poor and needy and content</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To suffer poverty and want.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. Thou sleepest on the lap of earth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The manger where Thou at Thy birth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wast laid to rest, the hay, the stall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were mean and miserable all.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_147">[147]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. And therefore doth my courage rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Me also Thou wilt not despise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O dearest Lord, Thy tender grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fills me with hope and happiness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">16. Although I’ve passed in sin my days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wandered far from wisdom’s ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet Thou for this to earth hast come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bring the wandering sinner home.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">17. Had I no load of sin to bear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy grace, O Lord, I could not share;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In vain had’st Thou been born for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If from God’s wrath I had been free.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">18. Now fearlessly I come to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From every grief Thou mak’st me free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou bear’st the wrath, dost death destroy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And turnest sorrow into joy.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">19. Thou art my Head, my Lord divine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am Thy member, wholly Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And by Thy Spirit’s gracious power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will seek to serve Thee evermore.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">20. I’ll sing loud hallelujahs here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joyful spirit year by year;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in Thy courts of joy above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever I will sing Thy love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_162">162</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To shepherds, as they watched by night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Appeared a troop of angels bright;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold the tender Babe, they said,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In yonder lowly manger laid,</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_148">[148]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. At Bethlehem, in David’s town,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Micah did of old make known;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis Jesus Christ, your Lord and King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who doth to all salvation bring.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Rejoice ye, then, that through His Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is with sinners now at one;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Made like yourselves of flesh and blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your Brother is th’ eternal God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. What harm can sin and death, then, do?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The true God now abides with you.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let hell and Satan rage and chafe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is your Brother—ye are safe.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Not one He will, nor can, forsake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who Him his confidence doth make;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en if their worst your en’mies try,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye may their powerless rage defy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Ye must prevail at last, for ye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have now become God’s family;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God forever give ye praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Patient and cheerful all your days.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="END_OF_YEAR">END OF YEAR.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_163">163</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">While with ceaseless course the sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hasted through the former year,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Many souls their race have run,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nevermore to meet us here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fixed in an eternal state,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They have done with all below;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We a little longer wait,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But how little, none can know.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. As the wingèd arrow flies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Speedily, the mark to find;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the lightning from the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Darts and leaves no trace behind;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_149">[149]</span><div class="verse indent0">Swiftly thus our fleeting days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bear us down life’s rapid stream.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upward, Lord, our spirits raise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All below is but a dream.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thanks for mercies past receive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pardon of our sins renew,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us henceforth how to live</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With eternity in view.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bless Thy Word to young and old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fill us with a Savior’s love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when life’s short tale is told,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May we dwell with Thee above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Newton, 1774.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_164">164</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 (Iambic)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Across the sky the shades of night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This winter’s eve are fleeting;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In solemn worship meeting;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And as the year’s last hours go by,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We raise to Thee our earnest cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Once more Thy love entreating.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Before the cross subdued we bow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee our prayers addressing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Recounting all Thy mercies now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all our sins confessing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beseeching Thee this coming year</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To keep us in Thy faith and fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crown us with Thy blessing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And while we pray, we lift our eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To dear ones gone before us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe home with Thee in Paradise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose peace descendeth o’er us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And beg of Thee, when life is past</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To reunite us all at last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With those who’ve gone before us.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_150">[150]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. We gather up, in this brief hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The memory of Thy mercies:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy wondrous goodness, love, and power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our grateful song rehearses:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou hast been our Strength and Stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In many a dark and dreary day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of sorrows and reverses.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. In many an hour, when fear and dread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like evil spells, have bound us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And clouds were gathering overhead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy providence hath found us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In many a night, when seas ran high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy gracious presence, drawing nigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath made all calm around us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Then, O great God, in years to come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whatever may betide us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Right onward through our journey home</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou at hand to guide us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor leave us till, at close of life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe from all perils, toil, and strife.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heaven shall enfold and hide us.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Hamilton, 1882.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_165">165</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou who roll’st the year around,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Crowned with mercies large and free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rich Thy gifts to us abound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Warm our praise shall rise to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Kindly to our worship bow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While our grateful thanks we tell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, sustained by Thee, we now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bid the parting year farewell!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. All its numbered days are sped,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All its busy scenes are o’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All its joys forever fled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All its sorrows felt no more.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_151">[151]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Mingled with th’ eternal past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its remembrance shall decay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet to be revived at last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At the solemn Judgment Day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. All our follies, Lord, forgive!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cleanse us from each guilty stain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy grace within us live</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That we spend not years in vain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Then, when life’s last eve shall come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Happy spirits, may we fly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To our everlasting home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To our Father’s house on high!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ray Palmer, 1858.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="NEW_YEAR">NEW YEAR.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_166">166</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 5, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, let me dedicate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All this year to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In whatever earthly state</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou wilt have me be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not from sorrow, pain, or care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Freedom dare I claim;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This alone shall be my prayer:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glorify Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Can a child presume to choose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where or how to live?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can a Father’s love refuse</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All the best to give?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More Thou givest every day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Than the best can claim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor withholdest aught that may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glorify Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. If in mercy Thou wilt spare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Joys that yet are mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If on life, serene and fair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Brighter rays may shine,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_152">[152]</span><div class="verse indent0">Let my glad heart, while it sings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee in all proclaim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, whate’er the future brings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glorify Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. If Thou callest to the cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And its shadow come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Turning all my gain to loss,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shrouding heart and home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me think how Thy dear Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His glory came</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in deepest woe pray on:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Glorify Thy name.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">L. Tuttiett, 1825.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_167">167</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great God, we sing that mighty Hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By which supported still we stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The opening year Thy mercy shows;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let mercy crown it till it close.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. By day, by night, at home, abroad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still we are guarded by our God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By His incessant bounty fed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By His unerring counsel led.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. With grateful hearts the past we own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The future, all to us unknown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We to Thy guardian care commit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, peaceful, leave before Thy feet.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. In scenes exalted or depressed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou our Joy and Thou our Rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Adored through all our changing days.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When death shall interrupt our songs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And seal in silence mortal tongues,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Helper, God, in whom we trust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In better worlds our soul shall boast.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Philip Doddridge, 1755.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_153">[153]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_168">168</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thy mercy and Thy grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Constant through another year,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear our song of thankfulness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, our Redeemer, hear!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lo! our sins on Thee we cast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee, our perfect Sacrifice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, forgetting all the past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Press unto our glorious prize.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Dark the future; let Thy light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Guide us, bright and Morning Star:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fierce our foes and hard the fight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Arm us, Savior, for the war.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. In our weakness and distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rock of strength, be Thou our Stay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the pathless wilderness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be our true and living Way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Who of us death’s awful road</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the coming year shall tread?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thy rod and staff, O God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comfort Thou his dying bed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Keep us faithful, keep us pure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep us evermore Thine own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help, O help us to endure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fit us for the promised crown.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. So within Thy palace gate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We shall praise, on golden strings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee the only Potentate,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord of lords and King of kings.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Downton, 1841, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_169">169</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The new-born Child this early morn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dear Christ-child, of virgin born,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Again brings from His heavenly home</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A new year to all Christendom.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_154">[154]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. This causes joy to angels fair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who love to keep us in their care;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They sing that in this wondrous Child</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God now with man is reconciled.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Since God is reconciled with men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What harm can Satan do us, then?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er Satan and the gates of hell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This Christ-child shall for us prevail.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He brings the year of jubilee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why doubt we yet despondently?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rejoice! This is a happy day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Christ-child drives all care away.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Schneegass, † 1597; E. Cronenwett, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_170">170</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, our Father, thanks to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this new year we render,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou hast been from misery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And dangers our Defender;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through all the year that now has fled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast given us life and daily bread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And peace within our borders.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lord Jesus Christ, our thanks to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this new year we render,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou still rulest zealously</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy fold, with mercy tender;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art our only Trust and Good,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In life and death our Savior.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lord Holy Ghost, our thanks to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this new year we render,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For by Thy grace it is that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Enjoy Thy Word’s pure splendor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus Thou hast kindled from above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within our hearts true faith and love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And other Christian virtues.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_155">[155]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Our faithful God, we cry to Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still bless us with Thy favor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blot out all our iniquity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hide our sins forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant us a happy, good New Year</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, when the hour of death draws near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A blest departure. Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Schneegass, † 1597; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_171">171</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me, O Lord! Behold, I enter</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon another year to-day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thee my hopes and thoughts now center,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Renew my courage for the way:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">New life, new strength, new happiness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I ask of Thee, O hear and bless!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. May every plan and undertaking</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This year be all begun with Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I am sleeping or am waking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still let me know Thou art with me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Abroad do Thou my footsteps guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At home be ever at my side.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Be this a time of grace and pardon;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy rod I take with willing mind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But suffer naught my heart to harden;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O let me now Thy mercy find;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thee alone, my God, I live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou only canst my sins forgive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And may this year to me be holy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy grace so fill my every thought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That all my life be pure and lowly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And truthful as a Christian’s ought;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So make me, while yet dwelling here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pious and blest from year to year.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_156">[156]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And grant, Lord, when the year is over,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That it for me in peace may close;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In all things care for me and cover</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My head in time of fear and woes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So may I, when my years are gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Appear with joy before Thy throne.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Rist, 1642; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_172">172</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, our Help in ages past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Hope for years to come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Shelter from the stormy blast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And our eternal Home!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Under the shadow of Thy throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy saints have dwelt secure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sufficient is Thine arm alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And our defense is sure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Before the hills in order stood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or earth received her frame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From everlasting Thou art God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To endless years the same.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. A thousand ages in Thy sight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are like an evening gone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Short as the watch that ends the night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before the rising sun.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thy word commands our flesh to dust:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Return, ye sons of men!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All nations rose from earth at first</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And turn to earth again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Time, like an ever-rolling stream,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bears all its sons away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They fly forgotten, as a dream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dies at the opening day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Like flowery fields the nations stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pleased with the morning light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The flowers beneath the mower’s hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lie withering ere ’tis night.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_157">[157]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. O God, our Help in ages past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Hope for years to come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou our Guard while troubles last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And our eternal Home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_173">173</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The old year now hath passed away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We thank Thee, Christ, our Lord, to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou hast kept us through the year</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When danger and distress were near.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We pray Thee, O eternal Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who with the Father reign’st as one,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To guard and rule Thy Christendom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through all the ages yet to come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Take not Thy saving Word away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our souls’ true comfort, staff, and stay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Abide with us and keep us free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all false doctrines graciously.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O help us to forsake all sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A new and holier course begin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From last year’s sins, Lord, hide Thy face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this new year grant us Thy grace,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. That as true Christians we may live</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or die in peace that Thou wilt give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To rise again when Thou shalt come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And enter our eternal home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Steuerlein, 1588; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_174">174</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now let us come before Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With songs and prayers adore Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who to our life from heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All needed strength hath given.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The stream of years is flowing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we are onward going,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From old to new surviving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And by His mercy thriving.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_158">[158]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. In woe we often languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And pass through times of anguish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of wars and trepidation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Alarming every nation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. A faithful mother keepeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guard while her infant sleepeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its fear and grief assuaging</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When angry storms are raging.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thus God His children shieldeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And full protection yieldeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When need and woe distress them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving arms caress them.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. In vain is all our doing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The labor we’re pursuing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In our hands prospers never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unless God watches ever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Our song to Thee ascendeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose mercy never endeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our thanks to Thee we render,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who art our strong Defender.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. O God of mercy, hear us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Father, be Thou near us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid crosses and in sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou our Fount of gladness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. To all that bow before Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And for Thy grace implore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O grant Thy benediction</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And patience in affliction.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. With richest blessings crown us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In all our ways, Lord, own us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give grace, who grace bestowest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all, e’en to the lowest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. To all forlorn be Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy erring children gather,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And of the poor and needy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou the Helper speedy.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_159">[159]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Grant help to all afflicted;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to the souls dejected,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By melancholy haunted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May cheerful thoughts be granted!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. O Lord, assistance lend us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Holy Spirit send us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That He may make us glorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead to Thee victorious.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. All this Thy hand bestoweth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Life, whence our life floweth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To me and all believers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant, Lord, these New Year’s favors.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, † 1676; J. Kelly, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="CIRCUMCISION_OF_CHRIST">CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_175">175</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The year begins with Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Thou begin’st with woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To let the world of sinners see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That blood for sin must flow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thine infant cries, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy tears upon the breast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are not enough; the legal sword</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Must do its stern behest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Seemeth it strange to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My own will to deny?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seemeth it sad, my soul, to thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Under the yoke to lie?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I look, and hold my peace:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Giver of all good</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en from His birth takes no release</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From suffering, tears, and blood.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. That I may reap in love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me to sow in fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So life a winter’s morn may prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To a bright endless year.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Keble, 1827, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_160">[160]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_176">176</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The ancient Law departs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all its terrors cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Jesus makes with faithful hearts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A covenant of peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Light of light divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">True brightness undefiled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He bears for us the shame of sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A holy, spotless Child.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. His infant body now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Begins our pain to feel;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those precious drops of blood that flow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For death the victim seal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To-day the name is Thine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At which we bend the knee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They call Thee Jesus, Child Divine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Jesus deign to be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. All praise, eternal Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thy redeeming love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Father, Spirit, ever one,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In glorious might above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Abbé Besnault, 1736.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_177">177</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O sacred day, when first was poured</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The blood of our redeeming Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O solemn day, when first began</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His sufferings for sinful man!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Just born into this world of woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His blood for man was made to flow.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His future death was thus expressed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus, too, His early love confessed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. From heaven descending to fulfil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mandates of His Father’s will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en now behold the Victim lie,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lamb of God, prepared to die.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_161">[161]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Beneath the knife behold the Child,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Innocent, the Undefiled;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For captives He the ransom pays,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For lawless man the Law obeys.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our fleshly natures purge away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy name, Thy likeness, may we bear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O stamp Thy holy image there.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Abbé Besnault, 1736; J. Chandler, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_178">178</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus! Name of wondrous love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Name all other names above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto which must every knee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bow in deep humility.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus! Name decreed of old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the maiden mother told,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Kneeling in her lowly cell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the angel Gabriel.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus! Name of priceless worth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the fallen sons of earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the promise that it gave,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus shall His people save.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jesus! Name of mercy mild,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Given to the holy Child</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the cup of human woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">First He tasted here below.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus! Only name that’s given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Under all the mighty heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whereby man, to sin enslaved,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bursts his fetters and is saved.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Jesus! Name of wondrous love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Human name of God above.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pleading only this, we flee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Helpless, O our God, to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. W. How, 1854, a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_162">[162]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="EPIPHANY">EPIPHANY.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_179">179</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus, King of Glory!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Both David’s Lord and Son!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy realm endures forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In heaven is fixed Thy throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help that in earth’s dominions,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Throughout from pole to pole,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy realm may spread salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To each benighted soul!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Eastern sages, bringing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their tribute-gifts to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bear witness to Thy kingdom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And humbly bow the knee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee the star is pointing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee, Incarnate Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hence joyously we hail Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Savior and our Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou art a mighty Monarch,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As by the Word we’re told,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet carest Thou but little</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For earthly goods or gold;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On no proud steed Thou ridest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou wear’st no jeweled crown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor dwell’st in lordly castle,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But bearest scoff and frown.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Yet art Thou decked with beauty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With rays of glorious light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou ever teem’st with goodness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all Thy ways are right.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Vouchsafe to shield Thy people</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thine almighty arm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That they may dwell in safety</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From those who mean them harm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Ah, look on me with pity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though I am weak and poor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Admit me to Thy kingdom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To dwell there, blest and sure!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_163">[163]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I pray Thee, guide and keep me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Safe from my bitter foes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sin and death and Satan;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Free me from all my woes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. And bid Thy Word within me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shine as the fairest star;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep sin and all false doctrine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forever from me far.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me confess Thee truly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with Thy Christendom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here own Thee King and Savior</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in the world to come.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Behm, 1606.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_180">180</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Star proclaims the King is here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But, Herod, why this senseless fear?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He takes no realms of earth away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who gives the realms of heavenly day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The wiser Magi see from far</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And follow on His guiding star;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And led by light to light they press</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And by their gifts their God confess.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Within the Jordan’s crystal flood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In meekness stands the Lamb of God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, sinless, sanctifies the wave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mankind from sin to cleanse and save.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. At Cana first His power is shown;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His might the blushing waters own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, changing, as He speaks the word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flow wine, obedient to their Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. All glory, Jesus, be to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this Thy glad Epiphany;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom with the Father we adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Ghost forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin of Sedulius, 5th cent.; J. N. Neale, tr. 1852, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_164">[164]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_181">181</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 10, 11, 10</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Star of the East, the horizon adorning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Angels adore Him in slumber reclining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Maker and Monarch and Savior of all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Odors of Edom and offerings divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Vainly with gifts would His favor secure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Richer by far is the heart’s adoration;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Star of the East, the horizon adorning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Reginald Heber, 1811.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_165">[165]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_182">182</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail, Thou Source of every blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sovereign Father of mankind!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gentiles now, Thy grace possessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy courts admission find.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grateful now we fall before Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy Church obtain a place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now by faith behold Thy glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise Thy truth, adore Thy grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Once far off, but now invited,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We approach Thy sacred throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy covenant united,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Reconciled, redeemed, made one.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now revealed to Eastern sages,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See the star of mercy shine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mystery hid in former ages,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mystery great of love divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Hail, Thou all-inviting Savior!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gentiles now their offerings bring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy temple seek Thy favor.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus Christ, our Lord and King.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we, body, soul, and spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Live devoted to Thy praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glorious realms of bliss inherit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grateful anthems ever raise!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Basil Wood, 1813.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_183">183</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">As with gladness men of old</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Did the guiding star behold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As with joy they hailed its light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leading onward, beaming bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So, most gracious Lord, may we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Evermore be led by Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. As with joyful steps they sped</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To that lowly manger-bed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There to bend the knee before</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Him whom heaven and earth adore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So may we with willing feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever seek Thy mercy-seat.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_166">[166]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. As they offered gifts most rare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At that manger rude and bare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So may we with holy joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure and free from sin’s alloy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All our costliest treasures bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Holy Jesus, every day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep us in the narrow way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when earthly things are past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bring our ransomed souls at last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where they need no star to guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where no clouds Thy glory hide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. In the heavenly country bright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Need they no created light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou its Sun which goes not down;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There forever may we sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Alleluias to our King!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. C. Dix, 1860.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_184">184</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs of thankfulness and praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Lord, to Thee we raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Manifested by the star</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the sages from afar,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Branch of royal David’s stem,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy birth at Bethlehem.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Anthems be to Thee addressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God in man made manifest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Manifest at Jordan’s stream,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prophet, Priest, and King supreme,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And at Cana, wedding-guest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy Godhead manifest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Manifest in power divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Changing water into wine.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Anthems be to Thee addressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God in man made manifest.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_167">[167]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Manifest in making whole</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Palsied limbs and fainting soul;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Manifest in valiant fight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quelling all the devil’s might;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Manifest in gracious will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever bringing good from ill.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Anthems be to Thee addressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God in man made manifest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Sun and moon shall darkened be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stars shall fall, the heavens shall flee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ will then like lightning shine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All will see His glorious sign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All will then the trumpet hear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All will see the Judge appear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou by all wilt be confessed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God in man made manifest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Grant us grace to see Thee, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Present in Thy holy Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we imitate Thee now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And be pure as pure art Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we like to Thee may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At Thy great Epiphany</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And may praise Thee, ever blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God in man made manifest.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Wordsworth, 1862.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="PRESENTATION_OF_CHRIST">PRESENTATION OF CHRIST.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_185">185</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 5, 8, 4, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In peace and joy I now depart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">At God’s disposing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For full of comfort is my heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Soft reposing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So the Lord hath promised me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And death is but a slumber.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_168">[168]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. ’Tis Christ that wrought this work for me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">The faithful Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom Thou hast made mine eyes to see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">By Thy favor.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now I know He is my Life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Help in need and dying.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Him Thou hast unto all set forth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Their great Salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to His kingdom called the earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Every nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy dear and wholesome Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In every place resounding.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He is the Hope and saving Light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Of lands benighted;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Him are they who dwelt in night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Fed and lighted;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is Israel’s Praise and Bliss,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their Joy, Reward, and Glory.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1524; L. W. Bacon, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_186">186</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His Temple now behold Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See the long-expected Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ancient prophets had foretold Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God has now fulfilled His word.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now to praise Him, His redeemed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall break forth with one accord.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In the arms of her who bore Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Virgin pure, behold Him lie,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While His aged saints adore Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ere in faith and hope they die.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hallelujah! Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lo, th’ incarnate God most high.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus, by Thy presentation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou, who didst for us endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make us see our great salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Seal us with Thy promise sure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And present us in Thy glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thy Father, cleansed and pure.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. J. Pye, 1853.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_169">[169]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_187">187</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Angels, from the realms of glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wing your flight o’er all the earth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye who sang creation’s story,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come and worship,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come and worship;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Worship Christ, the new-born King.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Shepherds, in the fields abiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watching o’er your flocks by night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God with man is now residing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yonder shines the heav’nly Light:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come and worship,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come and worship;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Worship Christ, the new-born King.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Sages, leave your contemplations;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Brighter visions beam afar;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seek the great Desire of nations,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye have seen His natal star:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come and worship,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come and worship;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Worship Christ, the new-born King.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Saints, before the altar bending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watching long in hope and fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Suddenly the Lord descending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In His temple shall appear:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come and worship,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come and worship;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Worship Christ, the new-born King.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1816, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_188">188</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O dearest Jesus, Thee I pray:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within my heart now make Thy stay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I, like Simeon of old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By faith may gladly Thee enfold.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_170">[170]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou art my Life and Happiness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom God hath sent my soul to bless;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O cleanse and purify my heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That from Thy paths I ne’er depart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lord, with Thy light show me the way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That never I may go astray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ward off all sorrow and despair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let me be Thine own fore’er.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lift up Thy face upon me, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In life and death Thy help afford;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then I’ll depart most cheerfully</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This life whene’er it pleaseth Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Mylius, 1596; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_189">189</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 (Iambic)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thank God! my Jesus cleanseth me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From all sins I committed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He paid my debt and set me free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I, therefore, am acquitted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of sin’s and Satan’s bondage fell.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My faith now laughs at death and hell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Because my life is Jesus.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Why should I grieve? He who fulfilled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Law, thus to release us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who His Father’s wrath has stilled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By His own death, this Jesus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still liveth, and all that He hath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He giveth unto me through faith;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is there a greater treasure?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Because my Jesus cleanseth me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From sin by His own merit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am from pain and fear set free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Death cannot daunt my spirit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I trust in Jesus’ righteousness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His innocence and blessedness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are now my life and treasure.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_171">[171]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Now I, like Simeon, can end</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My life in peace and gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to my God I can commend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My spirit without sadness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For when my weary eyes I close,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My death becomes a sweet repose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I see the joys of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. How happy, therefore, shall I be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When life’s frail thread is broken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When holy angels carry me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To joys that ne’er were spoken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I behold Him face to face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I have gained that blessed place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Prepared for me by Jesus.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lord, grant that e’er prepared I be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That naught from Thee me sever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when I die, let me with Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In glory live forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come quickly to deliver me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, by Thy death and agony.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yea, come, Lord Jesus! Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_190">190</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Light of the Gentile nations,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy people’s Joy and Love!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drawn by Thy Spirit hither,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We gladly come to prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy presence in Thy temple</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And seek with earnest mind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Simeon once had waited</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His Savior God to find.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Yea, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">E’en now, in every place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Thy true Word hath promised</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That they should see Thy face.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou yet wilt gladly grant us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who gather round Thee here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In faith’s strong arms to bear Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As did that aged seer.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_172">[172]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Be Thou our Joy, our Brightness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That shines mid pain and loss,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Sun in times of terror,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Glory round our cross;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A Glow in sinking spirits,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A Sunbeam in distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Physician, Friend, in sickness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In death, our Happiness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let us, O Lord, be faithful</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like Simeon to the end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So that his dying anthem</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May from our hearts ascend:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“O Lord, now let Thy servant</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Depart in peace, I pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since I have seen my Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have here beheld His day.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. My Savior, I behold Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now with the eye of faith;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No foe of Thee can rob me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though bitter words he saith.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within Thy heart abiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As Thou dost dwell in me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No pain, no death, has terrors</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To part my soul from Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lord, here on earth Thou seemest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At times to frown on me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And through my tears I often</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can scarce distinguish Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But in the heavenly mansions</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall nothing dim my sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I shall see forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine always glorious light.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Franck, 1674; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_173">[173]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="PASSION_OF_CHRIST">PASSION OF CHRIST.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="GENERAL">GENERAL.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_191">191</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A lamb goes uncomplaining forth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The guilt of all men bearing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis laden with the sin of earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">None else the burden sharing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It goes its way, grows weak and faint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To slaughter led without complaint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its spotless life to offer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Anguish and mockery, and saith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Willing all this I suffer.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. This Lamb is Christ, the soul’s great Friend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And everlasting Savior;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Him, Him God chose sin’s reign to end</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bring us to His favor.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Go forth, My Son!” He said, “and bail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The children who are doomed to hell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But for Thine intercession.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The punishment is great, and dread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And save them from perdition.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. “Yea, Father, yea, most willingly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I’ll bear what Thou commandest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My will conforms to Thy decree,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I do what Thou demandest.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O wondrous Love, what hast Thou done!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father offers up His Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Son, content, descendeth!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, O Love, how strong art Thou!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In shroud and grave Thou lay’st Him low</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose word the mountains rendeth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou lay’st Him, Love, upon the cross,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With nails and spear Him bruising;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou slay’st Him as a lamb, His loss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From soul and body oozing;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_174">[174]</span><div class="verse indent0">From body ’tis the crimson flood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of precious sacrificial blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From soul, the strength of anguish.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My gain it is; sweet Lamb to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What can I give, whose love to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For me doth make Thee languish?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord, all my life I’ll cleave to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy love fore’er beholding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee ever, as Thou ever me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With loving arms enfolding.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, Thou shalt be my Beacon-light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To guide me safe through death’s dark night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And cheer my heart in sorrow.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Henceforth myself and all that’s mine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, my Savior, I consign,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From whom all things I borrow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. From morn till eve my theme shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy mercy’s wondrous measure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To sacrifice myself to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My foremost aim and pleasure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My stream of life shall flow for Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its steadfast current ceaselessly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In praise to Thee outpouring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all that Thou hast done for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll treasure in my memory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy gracious love adoring.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Enlarge, shrine of my heart, and swell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To thee shall now be given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A treasure that doth far excel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The worth of earth and heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Away with the Arabian gold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With treasures of an earthly mold!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I’ve found a better jewel.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My priceless treasure, Lord, my God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is Thy most holy, precious blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which flowed from wounds so cruel.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_175">[175]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. This treasure ever I’ll employ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This every aid shall yield me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In sorrow it shall be my joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In conflict it shall shield me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In joy, the music of my feast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when all else has lost its zest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This manna still shall feed me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In thirst my drink; in want my food;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My company in solitude,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To comfort and to lead me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Death’s poison cannot harm me now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy blood new life bestoweth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Shadow from the heat art Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When noonday’s sunlight gloweth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I’m by inward grief opprest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Thee my weary soul shall rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As sick men on their pillows.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art my Anchor, when by woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My bark is driven to and fro</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On trouble’s restless billows.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. And when Thy glory I shall see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And taste Thy kingdom’s pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy blood my royal robe shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And joy beyond all measure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It then shall be my glorious crown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus I’ll appear before the throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of God and need not hide me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shall, by Him to Thee betrothed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thee in bridal garments clothed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand as a bride beside Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_192">192</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, I will ponder now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Thy holy Passion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thy Spirit me endow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For such meditation.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_176">[176]</span><div class="verse indent0">Grant that I in love and faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May the image cherish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Thy suffering, pain, and death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I may not perish.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Make me see Thy great distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Anguish, and affliction,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bonds and stripes and wretchedness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Thy crucifixion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make me see how scourge and rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spear and nails did wound Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How for man Thou diedst, O God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who with thorns had crowned Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Yet, O Lord, not thus alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make me see Thy Passion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But its cause to me make known</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And its termination.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah! I also and my sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wrought Thy deep affliction;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This the cause alone hath been</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Thy crucifixion.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Grant that I Thy Passion view</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With repentant grieving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor Thee crucify anew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By unholy living.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How could I refuse to shun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Every sinful pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since for me God’s only Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Suffered without measure?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. If my sins give me alarm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And my conscience grieve me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy cross my fear disarm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Peace of conscience give me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that I may trust in Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Thy holy Passion.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If His Son so loveth me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God must have compassion.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_177">[177]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Grant that I may willingly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bear with Thee my crosses,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Learning humbleness of Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Peace mid pain and losses.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May I give Thee love for love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hear me, O my Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may in heaven above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sing Thy praise forever.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Sigmund von Birken, 1653; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_193">193</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who diedst for us that we might live</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And through Thy holy, precious blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast made us righteous before God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We pray Thee, O true God and Man,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who wast for our offenses slain:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Save us from everlasting death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And cheer us when we yield our breath.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Defend us, Lord, from sin and shame;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help us by Thine almighty name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bear our crosses patiently,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To trust in Thy great agony,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And thence the full assurance gain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou wilt e’er our Friend remain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And not forsake us in our strife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until we enter into life.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Chr. Fischer, c. 1568; A. Crull, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_194">194</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, grant that balm and healing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy holy wounds I find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every hour that I am feeling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pains of body and of mind.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Should some evil thought upstart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy cross defend my heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Show the peril and from sinning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep me ere its first beginning.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_178">[178]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Should some lust or sharp temptation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Prove too strong for flesh and blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me think upon Thy Passion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the breach is soon made good.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or should Satan make his way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To my heart, O let me say:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus Christ for me was wounded,”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the Tempter flees confounded.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. If the world my heart entices</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On the broad and easy road,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Filled with mirth and pleasant vices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let me think upon the load</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou didst once for me endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I flee all thoughts impure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Banishing each wild emotion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Calm and blest in my devotion.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Yes, whate’er may pain or grieve me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let Thy wounds, Lord, make me whole.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I’m faint, let them revive me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Granting new life to my soul.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May Thy comfort render sweet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every bitter cup I meet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou, who by Thy death and Passion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast procured my soul’s salvation!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O my God, my Rock and Tower!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant that in Thy death I trust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Knowing Death has lost his power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Since Thou trod’st him in the dust.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, let Thine agony</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever help and comfort me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy death be my protection,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safety, life, and resurrection.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Jesus, grant that balm and healing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy holy wounds I find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every hour that I am feeling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pains of body and of mind;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_179">[179]</span><div class="verse indent0">And when I this world must leave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that, Lord, to Thee I cleave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy wounds find consolation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And obtain my soul’s salvation.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Heermann, 1644, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_195">195</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Strength by day, my Trust by night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On earth I’m but a passing guest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sorely with my sins opprest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Far off I see my fatherland,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where through Thy blood I hope to stand.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But ere I reach that Paradise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A weary way before me lies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My heart sinks at the journey’s length,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My wasted flesh has little strength,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul alone still cries in me:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Lord, take me home, take me to Thee!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O let Thy sufferings give me power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To meet the last and darkest hour;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy sweat refresh and comfort me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy bonds and fetters make me free!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The blows and stripes that fell on Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heal up the wounds of sin in me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy crown of thorns, Thy foes’ mad spite,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let be my glory and delight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. That thirst and bitter draught of Thine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cause me to bear with patience mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy piercing cry uphold my soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When floods of anguish o’er me roll.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O let Thy holy wounds for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clefts in the rock forever be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where as a dove my soul can hide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And safe from Satan’s rage abide.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_180">[180]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. And when my lips grow white and chill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Spirit cry within me still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And help my soul Thy heaven to find</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When these poor eyes grow dark and blind.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. And when my spirit flies away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy dying words shall be my stay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me depart with peaceful brow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I in death my head shall bow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Thy cross shall be my staff in life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy holy grave my rest from strife;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The winding-sheet that covered Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, let it be a shroud for me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Lord, in Thy nail-prints let me read</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou to save me hast decreed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And grant that in Thy opened side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My troubled soul may ever hide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I take my homeward way in trust.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When here I may no more abide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. And when the last Great Day shall come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me with joy behold the light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And set me then upon Thy right.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. Renew this wasted flesh of mine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That like the sun it there may shine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Among the angels pure and bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, like Thyself in glorious light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. Ah, then I’ll have my heart’s desire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When, singing with the angels’ choir,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Among the ransomed of Thy grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever I’ll behold Thy face!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Behm, 1603.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_181">[181]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_196">196</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, the Life of all the living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ, the Death of death, our foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who, Thyself for me once giving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the darkest depths of woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Madest reconciliation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hast saved me from damnation:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Thou sinless Son of God!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus didst Thou my soul deliver</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the bonds of sin forever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou hast borne the smiting only</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That my wounds might all be whole;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rest to give my weary soul;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, the curse of God enduring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessing unto me securing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Heartless scoffers did surround Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Treating Thee with cruel scorn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That as Thine Thou mightest own me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with heavenly glory crown me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That from pain I might be free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thence I gain security;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_182">[182]</span><div class="verse indent0">Comfortless once Thou didst languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Me to comfort in my anguish.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Thou hast suffered great affliction</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hast borne it patiently,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Even death by crucifixion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fully to atone for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou didst choose to be tormented</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That my doom should be prevented.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thousand, thousand thanks shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dearest Jesus, unto Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. C. Homburg, 1659.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_197">197</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6, 8, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When o’er my sins I sorrow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, I will look to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hence my comfort borrow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That Thou wast slain for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, Lord, Thy precious blood was spilt</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For me, O most unworthy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To take away my guilt.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Oh, what a marvelous offering!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Behold! the Master spares</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His servants, and their suffering</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And grief for them He bears.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God stoopeth from His throne on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For me, His guilty creature,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He deigns as man to die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My manifold transgression</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Henceforth can harm me none,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Jesus’ bloody Passion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For me God’s grace hath won.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His precious blood my debts hath paid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of hell and all its torments</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am no more afraid.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_183">[183]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Therefore I will forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Give glory unto Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus, loving Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For what Thou didst for me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll spend my breath in songs of thanks</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thy sad cry, Thy sufferings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy wrongs, Thy guiltless death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord, let Thy woes, Thy patience,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart with strength inspire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To vanquish all temptations</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And spurn all base desire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This thought I fain would cherish most—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What pain my soul’s redemption</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hath Thee, O Savior, cost.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Whate’er may be the burden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The cross here on me laid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be shame or want my guerdon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I’ll bear it with Thine aid.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give patience, give me strength to take</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee for my bright example</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all the world forsake.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. And let me do to others</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As Thou hast done to me:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love all men as my brothers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And serve them willingly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With ready heart, nor seek my own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But as Thou, Lord, hast helped us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From purest love alone.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Gesenius, 1646; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_198">198</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 11, 11, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of what great crime hast Thou to make confession,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of what transgression?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_184">[184]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, they scourge Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They crucify Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is my sins for which Thou, Lord, must languish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, all the wrath, the woe Thou dost inherit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis I do merit.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. What strangest punishment is suffered yonder?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Shepherd dies for sheep that love to wander;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Master pays the debt His servants owe Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who would not own Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The sinless Son of God must die in sadness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sinful child of man may live in gladness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Man forfeited his life and is acquitted,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is committed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. There was no spot in me by sin untainted;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sick with sin’s poison, all my heart had fainted;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heavy guilt to hell had well-nigh brought me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such woe it wrought me.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_185">[185]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O wondrous love, whose depth no heart hath sounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That brought Thee here, by foes and thieves surrounded!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All worldly pleasures, heedless, I was trying</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While Thou wert dying.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous story?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How shall I find some worthy gifts to proffer?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What dare I offer?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. For vainly doth our human wisdom ponder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy woes; Thy mercy still transcends our wonder.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, how should I do aught that could delight Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can I requite Thee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will renounce whate’er doth vex or grieve Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And quench with thoughts of Thee and prayers most lowly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All fires unholy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. But since my own strength never will suffice me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To crucify desires that still entice me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all good deeds, oh, let Thy Spirit win me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And reign within me!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_186">[186]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. I think upon Thy mercy without ceasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That earth’s vain joys to me no more be pleasing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Henceforth forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Whate’er of earthly good this life may grant me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll risk for Thee; no shame, no cross, shall daunt me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall not fear what man can do to harm me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor death alarm me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. But, worthless is my sacrifice, I own it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet, Lord, for love’s sake Thou wilt not disown it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou wilt accept my gift in Thy great meekness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor shame my weakness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. And when, dear Lord, before Thy throne in heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To me the crown of joy at last is given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where sweetest hymns Thy saints forever raise Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I, too, shall praise Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin of Anselm of Canterbury; J. Heermann, † 1647. C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_199">199</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Go to dark Gethsemane,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye that feel the Tempter’s power;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your Redeemer’s conflict see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watch with Him one bitter hour;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Turn not from His griefs away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_187">[187]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Follow to the judgment-hall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">View the Lord of life arraigned;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, the wormwood and the gall!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Oh, the pangs His soul sustained!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shun not suffering, shame, or loss;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Learn of Him to bear the cross.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Calvary’s mournful mountain climb;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There, adoring at His feet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mark that miracle of time,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s own sacrifice complete.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“It is finished!” hear Him cry;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Learn of Jesus Christ to die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Early hasten to the tomb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where they laid His breathless clay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All is solitude and gloom,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who hath taken Him away?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ is risen! He meets our eyes.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, teach us so to rise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1825.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_200">200</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is a fountain filled with blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Drawn from Immanuel’s veins,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lose all their guilty stains.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The dying thief rejoiced to see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That fountain in his day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there have I, as vile as he,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Washed all my sins away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall never lose its power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till all the ransomed Church of God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be saved to sin no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy flowing wounds supply,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Redeeming love has been my theme</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shall be till I die.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_188">[188]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Then in a nobler, sweeter song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I’ll sing Thy power to save,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When this poor lisping, stammering tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lies silent in the grave.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. Cowper, 1771.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_201">201</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O bleeding Head, and wounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And full of pain and scorn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In mockery surrounded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With cruel crown of thorn!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Head, once crowned with glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And heavenly majesty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But now despised and gory;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet here I welcome Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Men spit upon and jeer Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou noble countenance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And flee before Thy glance.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How art Thou pale with anguish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With sore abuse and scorn!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How does Thy visage languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which once was bright as morn!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Now from Thy cheeks has vanished</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their color once so fair;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Thy red lips is banished</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The splendor that was there.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pale Death, with cruel rigor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bereaveth Thee of life;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus losest Thou Thy vigor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And strength in this sad strife.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My burden, in Thy Passion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, Thou hast borne for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For it was my transgression</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which brought this woe on Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I cast me down before Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wrath were my rightful lot;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have mercy, I implore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Redeemer, spurn me not!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_189">[189]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. My Shepherd, now receive me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Guardian, own me Thine!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great blessings Thou didst give me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Source of gifts divine!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy lips have often fed me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With milk and sweetest food;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Spirit oft has led me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To stores of heavenly good.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Here I will stand beside Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thee I will not part;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Savior, do not chide me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When breaks Thy loving heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When soul and body languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In death’s last fatal grasp,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then, in Thy deepest anguish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Naught ever so much blesses,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So much rejoices me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As when in Thy distresses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I take a part with Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All, well for me if lying</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here at Thy feet, my Life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I, too, with Thee were dying</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And thus might end my strife!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Thanks from my heart I offer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For all that Thou didst suffer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My good didst Thou intend.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah! grant that I may ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thy truth faithful be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When soul and body sever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May I be found in Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. When hence I must betake me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, do not Thou depart!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O nevermore forsake me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When death is at my heart!</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_190">[190]</span><div class="verse indent0">When soul and body languish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O leave me not alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But take away mine anguish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By virtue of Thine own!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Be Thou my Consolation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Shield when I must die;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Remind me of Thy Passion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When my last hour draws nigh.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mine eyes shall then behold Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon Thy cross shall dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart by faith enfold Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who dieth thus dies well!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin of Bernard of Clairvaux; Paul Gerhardt, 1652.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_202">202</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enslaved by sin and bound in chains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And doomed to everlasting pains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We wretched, guilty captives lay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor all the world’s collected store</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Suffice to purchase our release;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A thousand worlds were all too poor.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">An all-sufficient ransom paid.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O matchless price! His precious blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For vile, rebellious traitors shed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jesus the sacrifice became</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To rescue guilty souls from hell;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Beneath avenging Justice fell.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Amazing goodness! love divine!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O may our grateful hearts adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The matchless grace; nor yield to sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor wear its cruel fetters more!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, † 1778.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_191">[191]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="GOOD_FRIDAY">GOOD FRIDAY.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_203">203</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lamb of God most holy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon the cursed tree slain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’er patient, meek, and lowly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though heaped with hate and disdain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All sins Thou borest for us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Else had despair reigned o’er us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have mercy on us, O Jesus!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Lamb of God, most holy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon the cursed tree slain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’er patient, meek, and lowly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though heaped with hate and disdain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All sins Thou borest for us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Else had despair reigned o’er us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have mercy on us, O Jesus!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Lamb of God, most holy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon the cursed tree slain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’er patient, meek, and lowly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though heaped with hate and disdain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All sins Thou borest for us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Else had despair reigned o’er us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy peace be with us, O Jesus!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">N. Decius, 1526; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_204">204</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I survey the wondrous cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On which the Prince of Glory died,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My richest gain I count but loss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pour contempt on all my pride.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Save in the death of Christ, my God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the vain things that charm me most,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I sacrifice them to His blood.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. See, from His head, His hands, His feet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sorrow and love flow mingled down!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Did e’er such love and sorrow meet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or thorns compose so rich a crown?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_192">[192]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Were the whole realm of nature mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That were a tribute far too small;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love so amazing, so divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Demands my soul, my life, my all.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_205">205</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 7, 6, 7, 7, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">See, world, thy Life assailèd,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the accursed tree nailèd;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Savior sinks in death!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mighty Prince from heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Himself hath freely given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To shame and blows and cruel wrath.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Come hither now and ponder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twill fill thy soul with wonder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Blood streams from every pore.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through grief whose depth none knoweth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From His great heart there floweth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sigh after sigh of anguish o’er.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Who is it that afflicts Thee?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior, what dejects Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And causeth all Thy woe?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sin Thou committedst never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As we and our seed ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of deeds of evil naught dost know.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I, many times transgressing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In number far surpassing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The sand upon the coast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I thus the cause have given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou with grief art riven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with afflictions’ scourging host.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I’ve done it, and deliver</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Me hand and foot forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou justly might’st to hell.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mocking to Thee offered,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The scourging Thou hast suffered,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul it was deserved it well.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_193">[193]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The load Thou takest on Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That pressed so sorely on me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Than stone more heavily.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A curse, Lord, Thou becamest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus blessings for me claimest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy pain must all my comfort be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Not death itself Thou fearest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Surety Thou appearest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For all my debts and me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For me Thy brow is crownèd</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With thorns, and Thou’rt disownèd</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By men and bear’st all patiently.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Into death’s jaws Thou springest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deliverance to me bringest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From such a monster dire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My death away Thou takest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy grave its grave Thou makest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O love, O unexampled fire!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. I’m bound, my Savior, ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By ties most sacred never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy service to forsake;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With soul and body ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all my powers t’ endeavor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In praise and service joy to take.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Not much can I be giving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this poor life I’m living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But one thing do I say:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy death and sorrows ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till soul from body sever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart remember shall for aye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Before mine eyes I’ll place them</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And joyfully embrace them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wherever I may be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They’ll be a glass revealing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure innocence and sealing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Love and unfeigned sincerity.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_194">[194]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Of sin, how great the danger;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How it excites God’s anger;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How doth His vengeance burn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How sternly He chastiseth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How His wrath’s flood ariseth:—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall I from all Thy suff’rings learn.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. From them shall I be learning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How I may be adorning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart with quietness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And how I still should love them</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose malice aye doth move them</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To grieve me by their wickedness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. When tongues of bad men grieve me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of peace and name deprive me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My restive heart I’ll still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their evil deeds enduring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of pardon free assuring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My neighbor for his every ill.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. Upon the cross I’ll nail me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thee; when sins assail me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou shalt my Refuge be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forsaking sins that grieve Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, let me never leave Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let me find my strength in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">16. Thy groaning and Thy sighing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy thousand tears and crying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That once were heard from Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They’ll lead me to Thy glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where I shall joy before Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And evermore at rest shall be!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_206">206</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy soul, O Jesus, hallow me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Spirit steep me all in Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy body, pierced by ruthless steel,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My wretched soul and body heal.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_195">[195]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The water from Thy side that poured</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For me a cleansing bath afford,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all Thy blood, with life divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Revive this weakened heart of mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The sweat of death upon Thy face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deliver me from death’s embrace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all Thy Passion, cross, and pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With strength my feebleness sustain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Christ, turn not away from me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Receive and hide me all in Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within Thy holy wounds inclose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And keep me safe from all my foes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. In death’s dark hour with me abide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And place me, Savior, at Thy side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where with Thy saints I shall adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And praise Thee, Lord, forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Scheffler, † 1677; M. Loy, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_207">207</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sev’n times our blessed Savior spoke</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When on the cross our sins He took</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And died lest man should perish.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let us His last and dying words</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In our remembrance cherish.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. “Father, forgive these men, for, lo,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They truly know not what they do.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So far His love extended.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forgive us, Lord, for we, too, have</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through ignorance offended.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Now to the contrite thief He cries:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Thou, verily, in Paradise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shalt meet me ere to-morrow.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, take us to Thy kingdom soon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who linger here in sorrow.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_196">[196]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To weeping Mary, standing by,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Behold thy Son!” now hear Him cry;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To John, “Behold thy mother!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Provide, O Lord, for those we leave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let each befriend the other.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The Savior’s fourth word was, “I thirst!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O mighty Prince of Life, Thy thirst</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For us and our salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is truly great; do help us, then,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we escape damnation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The fifth, “My God, my God, O why</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forsake me?” Hark, the awful cry!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, Thou wast here forsaken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That we might be received on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let this hope not be shaken.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. The sixth, when victory was won,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“’Tis finished!” for Thy work was done.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant, Lord, that, onward pressing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We may the work Thou dost impose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fulfil with Thine own blessing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. The last, as woe and sufferings end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“O God, My Father, I commend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into Thy hands My spirit.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be this, dear Lord, my dying wish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O heavenly Father, hear it!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Whoe’er, by sense of sin opprest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon these words his thoughts will rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He joy and hope obtaineth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And, through God’s love and boundless grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A peaceful conscience gaineth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. O Jesus Christ, Thou Crucified,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who hast for our offenses died,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that we e’er may ponder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy wounds, Thy cross, Thy bitter death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Both here below and yonder.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Johann Boeschenstein, 15th cent.; tr., anon.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_197">[197]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_208">208</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 5, 6, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who in bitter pains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Poured for me the life-blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From His sacred veins!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grace and life eternal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In that blood I find;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest be His compassion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Infinitely kind!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Blest through endless ages</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be the precious stream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which from endless torments</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Did the world redeem!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Abel’s blood for vengeance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pleaded to the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the blood of Jesus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For our pardon cries.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Oft as earth exulting</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wafts its praise on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Angel hosts rejoicing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make their glad reply.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lift we, then, our voices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Swell the mighty flood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Louder still and louder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise the precious blood!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Italian, 18th cent.; E. Caswall, tr., 1857.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_209">209</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See Him dying on the tree!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis the Christ by man rejected;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yes, my soul, ’tis He! ’tis He!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis the long-expected Prophet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">David’s Son, yet David’s Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Proofs I see sufficient of it:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis the true and faithful Word.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_198">[198]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Was there ever grief like His?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Friends through fear His cause disowning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Foes insulting His distress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Many hands were raised to wound Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">None would interpose to save;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the deepest stroke that pierced Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Was the stroke that Justice gave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ye who think of sin but lightly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor suppose the evil great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here may view its nature rightly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here its guilt may estimate.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mark the Sacrifice appointed!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See who bears the awful load;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis the <span class="smcap">Word</span>, the <span class="smcap">Lord’s Anointed</span>,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Son of Man and Son of God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Here we have a firm foundation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here the refuge of the lost;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ’s the Rock of our salvation:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His the name of which we boast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lamb of God, for sinners wounded!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sacrifice to cancel guilt!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">None shall ever be confounded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who on Him their hope have built.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Kelly, 1804.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_210">210</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Refuge of the weary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Object of the spirit’s love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fountain in life’s desert dreary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Savior from the world above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O how oft Thine eyes, offended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gaze upon the sinner’s fall!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet, upon the cross extended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou didst bear the pain of all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Do we pass that cross unheeding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Breathing no repentant vow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though we see Thee wounded, bleeding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See Thy thorn-encircled brow?</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_199">[199]</span><div class="verse indent0">Yet Thy sinless death hath brought us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Life eternal, peace, and rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only what Thy grace hath taught us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Calms the sinner’s stormy breast.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus, may our hearts be burning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With more fervent love for Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May our eyes be ever turning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thy cross of agony;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till in glory, parted never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the blessed Savior’s side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Graven in our hearts forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dwell the cross, the Crucified!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Jerome Savonarola, † 1498.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_211">211</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold the Savior of mankind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nailed to the shameful tree!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How vast the love that Him inclined</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To bleed and die for thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Hark how He groans while nature shakes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And earth’s strong pillars bend!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Temple’s veil in sunder breaks,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The solid marbles rend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. ’Tis done; the precious ransom’s paid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Receive my soul!” He cries:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See where He bows His sacred head!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He bows His head and dies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. But soon He’ll break death’s envious chain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in full glory shine.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lamb of God, was ever pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Was ever love, like Thine?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Samuel Wesley, Sr., 1700.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_212">212</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come to Calvary’s holy mountain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sinners, ruined by the Fall;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here a pure and healing fountain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Flows to you, to me, to all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a full, perpetual tide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Opened when our Savior died.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_200">[200]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Come in poverty and meanness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come defiled, without, within;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From infection and uncleanness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the leprosy of sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wash your robes and make them white;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye shall walk with God in light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Come in sorrow and contrition,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wounded, impotent, and blind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here the guilty free remission,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here the troubled peace, may find.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Health this fountain will restore;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He that drinks shall thirst no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He that drinks shall live forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis a soul-renewing flood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is faithful; God will never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Break His covenant of blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Signed when our Redeemer died,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sealed when He was glorified.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1819.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_213">213</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, when in dust to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Low we bow th’ adoring knee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When, repentant, to the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Scarce we lift our weeping eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, by all Thy pains and woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Suffered once for man below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bending from Thy throne on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear our solemn litany!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. By Thy helpless infant years,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy life of want and tears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy days of sore distress</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the savage wilderness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the dread, mysterious hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of th’ insulting Tempter’s power:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Turn, O turn, a favoring eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear our solemn litany!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_201">[201]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. By Thine hour of dire despair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thine agony of prayer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the cross, the nail, the thorn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Piercing spear, and torturing scorn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the gloom that veiled the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er the dreadful sacrifice:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Listen to our humble cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear our solemn litany!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. By Thy deep expiring groan;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the sad sepulchral stone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the vault, whose dark abode</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Held in vain the rising God:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, from earth to heaven restored,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mighty, reascended Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Listen, listen to the cry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of our solemn litany!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Robert Grant, 1815, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_214">214</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Alas! and did my Savior bleed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And did my Sov’reign die?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would He devote that sacred head</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For such a worm as I?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Was it for crimes that I had done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He groaned upon the tree?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amazing pity, grace unknown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And love beyond degree!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Well might the sun in darkness hide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shut his glories in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When God, the mighty Maker, died</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For man the creature’s sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thus might I hide my blushing face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While His dear Cross appears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And melt my eyes in tears.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_202">[202]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. But drops of grief can ne’er repay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The debt of love I owe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here, Lord, I give myself away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis all that I can do.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="BURIAL_OF_JESUS">BURIAL OF JESUS.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_215">215</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">4, 4, 7, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O darkest woe!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye tears, forth flow!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Has earth so sad a wonder?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God the Father’s only Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now is buried yonder!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O sorrow dread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our God is dead!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But by His expiation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of our guilt upon the cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gained for us salvation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O child of man!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It was the ban</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of death on thee that brought Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down to suffer for thy sins,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And such woe hath wrought Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. See, stained with blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lamb of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Bridegroom, lies before thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pouring out His life that He</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May to life restore thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O Ground of faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Laid low in death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweet lips now silent sleeping!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Surely all that live must mourn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here with bitter weeping.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O Virgin-born,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy death we mourn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou lovely Star of gladness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who could see Thy reeking blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Without grief and sadness?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_203">[203]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Yea, blest is he</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose heart shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fixed here, who apprehendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why the Lord of Glory thus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the grave descendeth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. O Jesus blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Help and Rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With tears I now entreat Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make me love Thee to the last,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till in heaven I greet Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">First stanza, anon.; J. Rist, 1641.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_216">216</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">4, 4, 7, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">So rest, my Rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Ever-blest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy grave with sinners making;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy precious death from sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My dead soul awaking.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. After Thy strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life of my life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou’rt in the tomb reposing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Round Thee now a rock-hewn grave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rock of Ages, closing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. How cold art Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior, now!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy fervent love hath driven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee into the cold, dark grave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I might gain heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Breath of all breath!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know from death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou wilt my dust awaken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore should I dread the grave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or my faith be shaken?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. To me the tomb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall be a room</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where I lie down on roses;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who by faith hath conquered death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweetly there reposes.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_204">[204]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The body dies—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Naught else—and lies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In dust until victorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the grave it shall arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Beautiful and glorious.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Meantime I will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior, still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Deep in my bosom lay Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever musing on Thy death.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Leave me not, I pray Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Sal. Franck, 1716.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_217">217</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus, who, our souls to save,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Didst rest and slumber in the grave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now grant us all in Thee to rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And here to live as seems Thee best.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Give us the strength, the dauntless faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou hast purchased with Thy death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead us to that glorious place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where we shall see the Father’s face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Lamb of God, who once wast slain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We thank Thee for that bitter pain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us share in Thy death that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May enter into life with Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. Werner, 1638; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="EASTER">EASTER.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_218">218</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Awake, my heart, with gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See what to-day is done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How after gloom and sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comes forth the glorious Sun!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior there was laid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where our bed must be made</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When to the realms of light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our spirit wings its flight.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_205">[205]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. They in the grave did sink Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Foe held jubilee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before he can bethink him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lo! Christ again is free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And “Victory!” He cries</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And waveth toward the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His banner, for the field</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is by the Hero held.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Upon the grave is standing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Hero, looking round;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Foe, no more withstanding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His weapons on the ground</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Throws down, his hellish power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Christ he must give o’er</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to the Victor’s bands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Must yield his feet and hands.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. This is a sight that gladdens</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And fills my heart with glee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now naughtsoever saddens</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul nor takes from me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My trust or fortitude</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or any precious good</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which by His victory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior gained for me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Hell and its prince, the devil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now of their power are shorn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I now am safe from evil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sin I laugh to scorn.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grim Death with all his might</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cannot my soul affright;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is a powerless form,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Howe’er he rage and storm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The world against me rageth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its fury I disdain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though bitter war it wageth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its work is all in vain.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_206">[206]</span><div class="verse indent0">My heart from care is free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No trouble troubles me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Misfortune now is play;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And night is bright as day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. I cleave now and forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Christ, a member true;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Head will leave me never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whate’er He passeth through.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He treads the world beneath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His feet and conquers death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hell and breaks sin’s thrall;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’m with Him through it all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. To glory He ascendeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I follow Him fore’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Christ, my Head, defendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His member from all care.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No enemy I fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Because my Head is near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior is my Shield,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Him all rage is stilled.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. He brings me to the portal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That opens into bliss,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where, graved in words immortal,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This golden scripture is:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Who there are scorned with Me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here with Me crowned shall be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who there with Me shall die</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall here be raised as I!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1649; J. Kelly, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_219">219</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Savior, and my Head,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I trust in Thee, whose powerful word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath raised Him from the dead.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou know’st for my offense He died</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And rose again for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fully and freely justified,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I might live to Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_207">[207]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Eternal life to all mankind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou hast in Jesus giv’n;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all who seek, in Him shall find</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The happiness of heav’n.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Obedient faith, that waits on Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou never wilt reprove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And perfect me in love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. To Thee the glory of Thy power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And faithfulness I give.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall in Christ at that glad hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Christ in me, shall live.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1742.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_220">220</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus Christ, my sure Defense</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And my Savior, ever liveth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Knowing this, my confidence</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rests upon the hope it giveth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though thy night of death be fraught</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still with many an anxious thought.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus, my Redeemer, lives!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I, too, unto life must waken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Endless joy my Savior gives;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall my courage, then, be shaken?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall I fear, or could the Head</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rise and leave His members dead?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Nay, too closely am I bound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unto Him by hope forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faith’s strong hand the Rock hath found,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grasped it, and will leave it never;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Even death now cannot part</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From its Lord the trusting heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I am only flesh and blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And on this corruption seizeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But I know my Lord and God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the grave my body raiseth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That with Him eternally</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His glory I may be.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_208">[208]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Glorified, I shall again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With this skin then be enshrouded;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this body I shall then</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See my God with eyes unclouded;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this flesh I then shall see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus Christ eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Then these eyes my Lord shall know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Redeemer and my Brother;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His love my soul shall glow,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I myself, and not another!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only there shall disappear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Weakness in and round me here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. What now sickens, mourns, and sighs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ with Him in glory bringeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earthly is the seed and dies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heavenly from the grave it springeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Natural is the death we die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spiritual our life on high.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Then take comfort, nay, rejoice!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For His members Christ will cherish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fear not, they will know His voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though awhile they seem to perish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the final trump is heard</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the deaf, cold grave is stirred.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And at death no longer tremble;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Lord, who comes to save,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Round Him shall His saints assemble,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Raising them o’er all their foes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mortal weakness, fear, and woes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Only draw away your heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now from pleasures base and hollow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would ye there with Christ have part,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here His footsteps ye must follow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fix your hearts beyond the skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whither ye yourselves would rise!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Berlin, 1653; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_209">[209]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_221">221</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Christ the Lord is risen to-day,”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sons of men and angels say.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Raise your joys and triumphs high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sing, ye heavens, and, earth, reply.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Love’s redeeming work is done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fought the fight, the battle won;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! our Sun’s eclipse is o’er;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! He sets in blood no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ has burst the gates of hell.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death in vain forbids His rise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ has opened Paradise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lives again our glorious King;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where, O Death, is now thy sting?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dying once, He all doth save;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where thy victory, O Grave?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Soar we now where Christ has led,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Following our exalted Head.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Made like Him, like Him we rise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Hail the Lord of earth and heav’n!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise to Thee by both be giv’n!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee we greet triumphant now;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail, the Resurrection Thou!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1739.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_222">222</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus lives! No longer now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can thy terrors, Death, appal me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus lives! by this I know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the grave He will recall me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Brighter scenes will then commence;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This shall be my confidence.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_210">[210]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus lives! To Him the throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">High o’er heaven and earth is given.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall go where He is gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Live and reign with Him in heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is pledged; weak doubtings, hence!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This shall be my confidence.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus lives! For me He died,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hence will I, to Jesus living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure in heart and act abide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise to Him and glory giving.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Freely God doth aid dispense;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This shall be my confidence.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jesus lives! I know full well</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Naught from me His love shall sever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life nor death nor powers of hell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Part me now from Christ forever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God will be a sure Defense:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This shall be my confidence.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus lives! Henceforth is death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But the gate of life immortal;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This shall calm my trembling breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When I pass its gloomy portal.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faith shall cry, as fails each sense,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus is my confidence!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. F. Gellert, 1757; Frances E. Cox, tr., † 1864.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_223">223</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who is this that comes from Edom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All His raiment stained with blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the captive speaking freedom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bringing and bestowing good;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glorious in the garb He wears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glorious in the spoil He bears?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. ’Tis the Savior, now victorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Traveling onward in His might;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis the Savior; O how glorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His people is the sight!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Satan conquered and the grave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus now is strong to save.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_211">[211]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Why that blood His raiment staining?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis the blood of many slain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of His foes there’s none remaining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">None the contest to maintain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fall’n they are, no more to rise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All their glory prostrate lies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Mighty Victor, reign forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wear the crown so dearly won;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never shall Thy people, never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cease to sing what Thou hast done.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast fought Thy people’s foes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast healed Thy people’s woes.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Kelly, 1809, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_224">224</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In death’s strong grasp the Savior lay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For our offenses given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But now the Lord is ris’n to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And brings us life from heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore let us all rejoice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And praise our God with cheerful voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sing loud hallelujahs.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. No son of man could conquer Death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Such mischief sin had wrought us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For innocence dwelt not on earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And therefore Death had brought us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into thraldom from of old</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ever grew more strong and bold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And kept us in his bondage.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. But Jesus Christ, God’s only Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To our low state descended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The cause of Death He has undone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His power forever ended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ruined all his right and claim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And left him nothing but the name,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His sting is lost forever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_212">[212]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. It was a strange and dreadful fray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When Death and Life contended;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But it was Life that won the day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The reign of Death was ended.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy Scripture plainly saith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Death is swallowed up by Death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Made henceforth a derision.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Here the true Paschal Lamb we see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom God so freely gave us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He died on the accursed tree—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So strong His love!—to save us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See, His blood doth mark our door;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faith points to it, Death passes o’er.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Murderer cannot harm us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. So let us keep the festival</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With heartfelt exultation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ is Himself the Joy of all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Sun of our salvation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By His grace He doth impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal sunshine to the heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The night of sin is ended.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Then let us feast this Easter Day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Christ, the Bread of heaven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Word of Grace hath purged away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The old and evil leaven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ alone our souls will feed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is our meat and drink indeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Faith lives upon no other.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1524.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_225">225</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s (with Hall.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ the Lord is risen again!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ has broken death’s strong chain!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark, the angels shout for joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Singing evermore on high:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_213">[213]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He who gave for us His life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who for us endured the strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is our Paschal Lamb to-day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We, too, sing for joy and say:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He who bore all pain and loss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Comfortless upon the cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lives in glory now on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pleads for us and hears our cry:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He whose path no records tell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who descended into hell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who the strong man armed hath bound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now in highest heaven is crowned:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He who slumbered in the grave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is exalted now to save;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now through Christendom it rings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the Lamb is King of kings!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Now He bids us tell mankind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How all may salvation find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How poor sinners are forgiv’n,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And through faith may enter heav’n:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Thou our Paschal Lamb indeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, to-day Thy people feed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take our sins and guilt away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we all may sing for aye:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Bohemian Brethren, M. Weiss, 1531; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_226">226</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">10, 6, 10, 9, 9, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am content! My Jesus liveth still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In whom my heart is pleased;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He hath fulfilled the Law of God for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s wrath He hath appeased.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Him from life death could not sever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I also shall not die forever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am content!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_214">[214]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I am content! My Jesus is my Head,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His member I will be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He bowed His head, when on the cross He died,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With cries of agony;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How death is brought into subjection</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For me, too, by His resurrection.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am content!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I am content! My Jesus is my Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Prince of Life and Peace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His loving heart is thirsting after man’s</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Welfare and future bliss.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where He, my Lord and Master, liveth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His servant also He receiveth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am content!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I am content! My Jesus is my Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My radiant Sun of Grace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His cheering rays beam blessings forth for all;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweet comfort, hope, and peace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This Easter-sun brings life, salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And everlasting exultation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am content!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I am content! Lord, draw me but to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That from the dead I rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thee, my Head, and enter cheerfully</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Into Thy heavenly joys.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fetters of my body sever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then shall my soul rejoice forever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am content!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. J. Moeller, 1704; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_227">227</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where wilt Thou go since night draws near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus Christ, Thou Pilgrim dear?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, make me happy, be my Guest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in my heart, oh, deign to rest.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_215">[215]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grant my request, O dearest Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For truly I Thy best intend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou knowest that Thou ever art</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A welcome Guest unto my heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The day is now far spent and gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The shades of night come quickly on;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then stay with me, Thou heavenly Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And do not leave me in this night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Enlighten me that from the way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That leads to heaven I may not stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may never be misled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though night of sin is round me spread.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And when I on my death-bed lie,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me and let me gently die.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Abide! I will not let Thee go!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou wilt not leave me, Lord, I know.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. C. Homburg, † 1681; A. Crull, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_228">228</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Welcome from out the cave!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To-day we triumph in Thy life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Around Thine empty grave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Our enemy is put to shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His short-lived triumph o’er;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our God is with us, we exclaim;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We fear our foe no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The dwellings of the just resound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With songs of victory;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For in their midst Thou, Lord, art found</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bringest peace with Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O let Thy conquering banner wave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’er hearts Thou makest free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And point the path that from the grave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Leads heavenward up to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. We bury all our sin and crime</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Deep in our Savior’s tomb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And seek the treasure there that time</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And change can ne’er consume.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_216">[216]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Fearless we lay us in the tomb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sleep the night away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou art there to break the gloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And call us back to-day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Schmolck, 1712; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_229">229</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know that my Redeemer lives!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What comfort this sweet sentence gives!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives, He lives, who once was dead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives, my ever-living Head.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He lives triumphant from the grave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives eternally to save,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives all-glorious in the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives exalted there on high.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He lives to bless me with His love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives to plead for me above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives my hungry soul to feed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives to help in time of need.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He lives to grant me rich supply,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives to guide me with His eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives to hear my soul’s complaint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives to comfort me when faint.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He lives to silence all my fears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives to wipe away my tears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives to calm my troubled heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives all blessings to impart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives and loves me to the end;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. He lives and grants me daily breath;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives, and I shall conquer death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives my mansion to prepare;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives to bring me safely there.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_217">[217]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. He lives, all glory to His name!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives, my Jesus, still the same.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O the sweet joy this sentence gives,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I know that my Redeemer lives!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Samuel Medley, 1775.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_230">230</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus Christ, strong Hero Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grim death Thou hast o’erpowered now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou dost destroy hell’s gate and chain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dost on the third day rise again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou grantest to Thy friends the grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To look again upon Thy face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And showest them the glorious prize</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Won when from death Thou didst arise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Grant that we and all Christians may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Partake of this great joy to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which by Thy resurrection Thou</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all men freely givest now.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Grant us that we may rise from sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A holy life to lead begin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till we, from sin and pain set free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In endless Easter live with Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Helder, 1620; A. Crull, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="ASCENSION">ASCENSION.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_231">231</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See the King in royal state,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Riding on the clouds, His chariot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His heavenly palace gate!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the choirs of angel voices</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Joyful alleluias sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the portals high are lifted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To receive their heav’nly King.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_218">[218]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Who is this that comes in glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the trump of jubilee?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of battles, God of armies,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He hath gained the victory.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who on the cross did suffer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He who from the grave arose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He has vanquished sin and Satan;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He by death has spoiled His foes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. While He raised His hands in blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He was parted from His friends,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While their eager eyes behold Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He upon the clouds ascends;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who walked with God and pleased Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Preaching truth and doom to come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He, our Enoch, is translated</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His everlasting home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. How our heav’nly Aaron enters</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With His blood within the veil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joshua now is come to Canaan,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the kings before Him quail;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now He plants the tribes of Israel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In their promised resting-place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now our great Elijah offers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Double portion of His grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thou hast raised our human nature</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On the clouds to God’s right hand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There we sit in heav’nly places,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There with Thee in glory stand.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus reigns, adored by angels;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Man with God is on the throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We by faith behold our own.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Wordsworth, 1862.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_232">232</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Lord is risen from the dead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Jesus is gone up on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The powers of hell are captive led,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Victor rises to the sky.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_219">[219]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. There His triumphal chariot waits,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And angels chant the solemn lay:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye everlasting doors, give way!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Loose all your bars of massy light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wide unfold the radiant scene.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He claims these mansions as His right;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Receive the King of Glory in.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Who is the King of Glory, who?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lord, who all His foes o’ercame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The world, sin, death, and hell o’erthrew;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Jesus is the Conqueror’s name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lo! His triumphal chariot waits,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And angels chant the solemn lay:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye everlasting doors, give way!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Who is the King of Glory, who?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lord, of glorious power possest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The King of saints and angels too,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God over all, forever blest!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1741.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_233">233</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo, God to heaven ascendeth!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Throughout its regions vast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With shouts triumphant blendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The trumpet’s thrilling blast:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sing praise to Christ the Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sing praise with exultation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">King of each heathen nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The God of hosts adored!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. With joy is heaven resounding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ’s glad return to see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold the saints surrounding</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lord who set them free.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bright myriads, thronging, come;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The cherub band rejoices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And loud seraphic voices</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Welcome Messiah home.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_220">[220]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. No more the way is hidden</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Since Christ, our Head, arose;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No more to man forbidden</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The road that heav’nward goes.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Lord is gone before;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But here He will not leave us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In heaven He’ll soon receive us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He opens wide the door.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Christ is our place preparing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To heaven we, too, shall rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, joys angelic sharing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be where our Treasure lies.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There may each heart be found,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Jesus Christ has entered;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There let our hopes be centered,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our course still heavenward bound!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. May we, His servants, thither</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In heart and mind ascend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let us sing together:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee, God’s anointed Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Life, and Way to heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To whom all power is given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Joy, and Hope, and Crown!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Farewell with all thy treasures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O world, to falsehood giv’n!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy dross gives no true pleasures;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We seek the joys of heav’n.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Savior is our Prize;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He comforts us in sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And fills our hearts with gladness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him we lift our eyes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. When, on our vision dawning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will break the wished-for hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of that all-glorious morning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When Christ shall come with power?</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_221">[221]</span><div class="verse indent0">O come, thou welcome day!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When we, our Savior meeting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His second advent greeting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall hail the heaven-sent ray.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. W. Sacer, 1661; F. E. Cox, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_234">234</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">4, 4, 7, 4, 4, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Draw us to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For then shall we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Walk in Thy steps forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hasten on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Thou art gone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To be with Thee, dear Savior.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Draw us to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, lovingly;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let us depart with gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From sorrow, grief, and sadness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Draw us to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O grant that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May find the road to heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Direct our way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lest we should stray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And from Thy paths be driven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Draw us to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That also we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy heavenly bliss inherit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ever dwell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where sin and hell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No more can vex our spirit.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Draw us to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unceasingly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Into Thy kingdom take us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us fore’er</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy glory share,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy saints and joint heirs make us.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Fr. Funcke, † 1699; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_222">[222]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_235">235</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A hymn of glory let us sing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">New songs throughout the world shall ring:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By a new way none ever trod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ mounteth to the throne of God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. May our affections thither tend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thither constantly ascend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where, seated on the Father’s throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee reigning in the heavens we own!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Be Thou our present Joy, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who wilt be ever our Reward;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And as the countless ages flee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May all our glory be in Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. All glory to the Father be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All glory, Jesus Christ, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who didst to heaven above ascend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to the Spirit, without end.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Bede, † 735; Elizabeth R. Charles, 1858.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_236">236</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Christ has gone to heaven, His home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I, too, that home one day must share;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in this hope I overcome</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All doubt, all anguish, and despair;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For where the Head is, well we know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The members He has left below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In time He surely gathers.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Since Christ has reached His glorious throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And mighty gifts henceforth are His,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart can rest in heaven alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On earth my Lord I always miss;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I long to be with Him on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart and thoughts forever fly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where is my only Treasure.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_223">[223]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. From Thy ascension let such grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dear Lord, be ever found in me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That steadfast faith may guide my ways</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With step unfalt’ring up to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And at Thy voice I may depart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joy to dwell where Thou, Lord, art;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, hear my supplication!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Wegelin, 1637; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="SESSION">SESSION.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_237">237</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Head that once was crowned with thorns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is crowned with glory now;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A royal diadem adorns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The mighty Victor’s brow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The highest place that heaven affords</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is His by sovereign right,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The King of kings and Lord of lords,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And heaven’s eternal Light;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The Joy of all who dwell above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Joy of all below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To whom He manifests His love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And grants His name to know.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To them the cross, with all its shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all its grace, is given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their name an everlasting name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their joy the joy of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. They suffer with their Lord below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They reign with Him above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their profit and their joy to know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The mystery of His love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The cross He bore is life and health,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though shame and death to Him:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His people’s hope, His people’s wealth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their everlasting theme.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Kelly, 1820.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_224">[224]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_238">238</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! ten thousand harps and voices</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sound the note of praise above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus reigns, and Heaven rejoices,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus reigns, the God of Love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See, He sits on yonder throne:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus rules the world alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Christians, come, unite your praises</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the angels round His throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon, we hope, our God will raise us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the place where He is gone.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Meet it is that we should sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Glory, glory, to our King!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Sing how Jesus came from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How He bore the cross below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How all power to Him is given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How He reigns in glory now;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis a great and endless theme,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, ’tis sweet to sing of Him!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All above and makes it fair.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of Life, Thy smile enlightens,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cheers, and charms Thy people here.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When we think of love like Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, we own it love divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. King of Glory, reign forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine an everlasting crown.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nothing from Thy love shall sever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Those whom Thou hast made Thine own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Happy objects of Thy grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Destined to behold Thy face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Savior, hasten Thine appearing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring, O bring the glorious day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When, the awful summons hearing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heaven and earth shall pass away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then with golden harps we’ll sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Glory, glory, to our King!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Kelly, 1806, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_225">[225]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_239">239</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. (with Hall.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We thank Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou didst into heaven ascend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O mighty God, Immanuel;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make soul and body strong and well.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Now all His Christians can rejoice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sing His praise with cheerful voice:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory to God in heaven’s high throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Brother is God’s only Son.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ascended to His throne on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He yet to us is always nigh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As God and man He ever reigns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And infinite in power remains.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Above all heavens in glory raised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever by all angels praised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All human beings rules our Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All creatures must obey His word.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He rules and reigns at God’s right hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And has all power at His command,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All things are subject to His rod—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Son of man and Son of God.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The world, sin, Satan, death, and hell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are vanquished by Immanuel.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dispute who will His mighty reign,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He still the Victor must remain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. The man who trusts in Him is blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And finds in Him eternal rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This world’s allurements we despise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fix on Christ alone our eyes.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_226">[226]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. We trust in Him, our Lord and God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who hath redeemed us by His blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He captive led captivity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From bitter death to set us free.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. We, therefore, heartily rejoice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sing His praise with cheerful voice:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Brother, our own flesh and blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is God and King, our greatest Good.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Through Him we heirs of heaven are made;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Brother, Christ, extend Thine aid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may firmly trust in Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And live through Thee eternally.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Amen, Amen, O Lord! we cry;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do Thou, who art exalted high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy pure doctrine keep our hearts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shield us from the devil’s arts.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Praetorius’s <i>Musae Sioniae</i>, 1607.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="INTERCESSION">INTERCESSION.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_240">240</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Arise, my soul, arise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shake off thy guilty fears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bleeding Sacrifice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my behalf appears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before the throne my Surety stands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My name is written on His hands.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He ever lives above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For me to intercede,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His all-redeeming love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His precious blood to plead;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His blood atoned for all our race</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sprinkles now the throne of grace.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_227">[227]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Five bleeding wounds He bears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Received on Calvary;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They pour effectual prayers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They strongly speak for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor let that ransomed sinner die!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The Father hears Him pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His dear Anointed One;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He cannot turn away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cannot refuse His Son;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His Spirit answers to the blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And tells me I am born of God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. My God is reconciled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His pardoning voice I hear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He owns me for His child,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I can no longer fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With confidence I now draw nigh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And “Father, Abba, Father!” cry.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1742, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_241">241</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Th’ atoning work is done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Victim’s blood is shed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Jesus now is gone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His people’s cause to plead:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He stands in heaven their great High Priest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bears their names upon His breast.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He sprinkled with His blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The mercy-seat above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For justice had withstood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The purposes of love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But justice now withstands no more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And mercy yields her boundless store.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. No temple made with hands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His place of service is;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In heaven itself He stands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A heavenly priesthood His.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Him the shadows of the Law</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are all fulfilled and now withdraw.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_228">[228]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And though awhile He be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hid from the eyes of men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His people look to see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their great High Priest again;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In brightest glory He will come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And take His waiting people home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Kelly, 1806.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_242">242</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hail, Thou Galilean King!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou didst suffer to release us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou didst free salvation bring.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail, Thou agonizing Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bearer of our sin and shame!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy merits we find favor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Life is given through Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All our sins on Thee were laid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By almighty love anointed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou hast full atonement made.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All Thy people are forgiven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through the virtue of Thy blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Open is the gate of heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Peace is made ’twixt man and God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There forever to abide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the heavenly host adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Seated at Thy Father’s side.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There for sinners Thou art pleading,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There Thou dost our place prepare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever for us interceding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till in glory we appear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Worship, honor, power, and blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art worthy to receive;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Loudest praises, without ceasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Meet it is for us to give.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_229">[229]</span><div class="verse indent0">Help, ye bright angelic spirits,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring your sweetest, noblest lays;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help to sing our Savior’s merits,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help to chant Immanuel’s praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Bakewell, 1757; Stanza 3 by M. Toplady, 1776.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_243">243</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hail the day that sees Him rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To His throne above the skies!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, the Lamb for sinners given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Reascends His native heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. There the glorious triumph waits:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lift your heads, eternal gates;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He hath conquered death and sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take the King of Glory in!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Him though highest heaven receives,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still He loves the earth He leaves;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though returning to His throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still He calls mankind His own.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. See, He lifts His hands above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See, He shows the prints of love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! His gracious lips bestow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessings on His Church below.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Still for us His death He pleads;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prevalent, He intercedes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Near Himself prepares our place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Harbinger of human race.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. There we shall with Thee remain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Partners of Thy endless reign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There Thy face unclouded see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Find our heaven of heavens in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1739.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_244">244</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, my great High Priest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Offered His blood and died;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My guilty conscience seeks</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No sacrifice beside.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His powerful blood did once atone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And now it pleads before the throne.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_230">[230]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To this dear Surety’s hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will I commit my cause;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He answers and fulfils</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His Father’s broken laws.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold my soul at freedom set;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Surety paid the dreadful debt.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My Advocate appears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For my defense on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father bows His ears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And lays His thunder by.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not all that hell or sin can say</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall turn His heart, His love, away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Should all the hosts of death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And powers of hell unknown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Put their most dreadful forms</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of rage and mischief on,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall be safe, for Christ displays</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Superior power and guardian grace.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_245">245</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know that my Redeemer lives</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ever prays for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A token of His love He gives,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A pledge of liberty.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I find Him lifting up my head;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He brings salvation near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His presence makes me free indeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And He will soon appear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He wills that I should holy be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What can withstand His will?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The counsel of His grace in me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He surely shall fulfil.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jesus, I hang upon Thy word:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I steadfastly believe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to Thyself receive.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_231">[231]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When God is mine and I am His,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Paradise possest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I taste unutterable bliss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And everlasting rest.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1742, abr.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="PENTECOST">PENTECOST.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_246">246</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God from all eternity!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us Thy blest grace inherit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And our souls be filled with Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then shall spirit, life, and light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drive away our inner night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grant our hearts Thy heavenly treasure:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wisdom, counsel, purity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That in naught we may take pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Save in that which pleaseth Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy knowledge spread and grow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Working error’s overthrow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lead us to our soul’s salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep us in the paths of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shield us from the world’s temptation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That might foil us in the race;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When we stumble, hear our call,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Work repentance for our fall.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let us trust Thy witness wholly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That we children are of God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who rely upon Him solely</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When they pass beneath the rod;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Father’s chastenings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bless above all earthly things.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Prompt us e’er to come before Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Joyously with hope in view;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sigh in us when we implore Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever plead for us anew;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then our prayer shall not be vain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And our faith new strength shall gain.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_232">[232]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. If our soul for comfort languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And despondency grow strong,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the heart must cry in anguish:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“O my God, my God, how long!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Comfort then the aching breast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant us courage, patience, rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Mighty Spirit of reliance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sure Defense in all our need,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the foe bids us defiance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bid Thy work in us Godspeed!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant us weapons for the strife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with victory crown our life.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Guard, O God, our faith forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let not Satan, death, or shame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever part us from our Savior;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, our Refuge is Thy name.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though our flesh would fain say Nay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thy Word to us still Yea.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. And when death life’s thread is rending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then assure us yet the more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the heirs of life unending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of the glory there in store</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which can never be exprest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But with which we shall be blest.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Held, † 1659.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_247">247</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 4, 8, 4, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Holy Spirit, enter in,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in our hearts Thy work begin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy temple deign to make us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sun of the soul, Thou Light Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Around and in us brightly shine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To joy and gladness wake us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we To Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Truly living, To Thee giving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prayer unceasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May in love be still increasing.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_233">[233]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Give to Thy Word impressive power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That in our hearts, from this good hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As fire it may be glowing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we confess the Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thee, the Spirit, Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy glory ever showing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O stay And sway</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our souls ever That they never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May forsake Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But by faith their refuge make Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou Fountain, whence all wisdom flows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which God on pious hearts bestows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant us Thy consolation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That in our pure faith’s unity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We faithful witnesses may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of grace that brings salvation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear us, Cheer us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy teaching; Let our preaching</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And our labor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Thee, Lord, and bless our neighbor.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Left to ourselves, we shall but stray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O lead us on the narrow way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With wisest counsel guide us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And give us steadfastness that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May ever faithful prove to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whatever woes betide us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, now Heal Thou</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All hearts broken And betoken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art near us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom we trust to light and cheer us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy heavenly strength sustain our heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may act the valiant part</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thee as our Reliance;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou our Refuge and our Shield</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may never quit the field,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But stand in bold defiance.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_234">[234]</span><div class="verse indent0">Descend, Defend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all errors And earth’s terrors;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be our constant consolation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O mighty Rock, O Source of Life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy dear Word, mid doubt and strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be so within us burning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we be faithful unto death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy pure love and holy faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thee true wisdom learning.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy grace And peace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On us shower; By Thy power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ confessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us win our Savior’s blessing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O gentle Dew, from heaven now fall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With power upon the hearts of all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy tender love instilling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That heart to heart more closely bound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In kindly deeds be fruitful found,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The law of love fulfilling;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then, Lord, Discord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall not grieve Thee; We receive Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Thou livest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace and love and joy Thou givest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Grant that our days, while life shall last,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In purest holiness be passed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou our Strength forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that our hearts henceforth be free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sinful lust and vanity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which us from Thee must sever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep Thou Pure now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From offenses Heart and senses.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessed Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us heavenly life inherit.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Michael Schirmer, 1640; Stanza 2 anon., c. 1660.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_235">[235]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_248">248</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Send, O God, a gentle shower,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For my heart is dry as sand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, bathe Thy drooping flower,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Water Thou Thy thirsty land;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy Holy Spirit’s boon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er me from Thy heavenly throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like abundant streams be flowing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessings on my heart bestowing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. By a human father, even</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though he is by sin defiled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only good gifts will be given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unto a beloved child;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How much more dost Thou the same,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For “Good Father” is Thy name!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou wilt send to me Thy Spirit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy good gifts I shall inherit.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus, who for my salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the Father didst ascend.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear my earnest supplication,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unto me Thy Spirit send;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the Comforter for aye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bide with me, my Strength and Stay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That in faith I may not waver,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Steadfast in the truth forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Holy Ghost, Strength of the simple,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O make Thine abode with me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me ever be Thy temple;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cheerfully I welcome Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do Thou purify my heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cast out all things that might part</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Me from those sweet joys of heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which by Thee to faith are given.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. With Thy gifts my heart endowing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make it new and clean and fair;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let in true love it be glowing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Living in Thy grace fore’er;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_236">[236]</span><div class="verse indent0">Give me courage bold and good,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sanctify my flesh and blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me, trusting in Christ’s merit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Worship God in truth and spirit.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Thus myself I will deliver,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, to Thee; my soul shall strive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only after heaven forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Until there I shall arrive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where the Father and the Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thyself in heaven’s high throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall praise and all Thy treasures</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In angelic, heavenly measures.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Kraemer, 1683; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_249">249</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, God, Creator, Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And visit Thou the souls of men;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill them with graces, as Thou dost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy creatures make pure again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. For Comforter Thy name we call,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweet Gift of God most high above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A holy Unction to us all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A living Fount, Fire, and Love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Our minds enlighten and refresh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Deep in our hearts let love burn bright;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou know’st the weakness of our flesh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O strengthen us with Thy might.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou with Thy wondrous sevenfold gifts,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Finger art of God’s right hand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father’s Word Thou sendest swift</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On tongues of fire to each land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Drive far from us our wily foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant us Thy blessed peace within,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That in Thy footsteps we may go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shun the dark ways of sin.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_237">[237]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Teach us to know the Father well</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Jesus Christ, His Son, our Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That in our hearts true faith may dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spirit of both, aye adored!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. To God the Father, God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who from the dead is risen again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And God the Spirit, Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be evermore praise. Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin <i>Veni, Creator Spiritus</i>, Martin Luther, 1524; L. W. Bacon, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_250">250</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spirit of mercy, truth, and love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O shed Thine influence from above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And still from age to age convey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wonders of this sacred day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In every clime, by every tongue,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be God’s surpassing glory sung;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let all the listening earth be taught</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wonders by our Savior wrought.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Unfailing Comfort, heavenly Guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still o’er Thy holy Church preside;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still let mankind Thy blessings prove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spirit of mercy, truth, and love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anon., 1774.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_251">251</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Holy Ghost, eternal God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest Comfort for life’s rugged road,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all my heart I pray to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear my entreaty graciously.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Lord, be Thou my Comforter</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lest in my sins I might despair;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Protect me from the snares of hell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that in Jesus Christ I dwell;</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_238">[238]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. That always I may ready be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To serve this Master faithfully</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And own Him in true living faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Lord and Savior unto death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O lead me in the narrow way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from the fold let me not stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That when this mortal frame I leave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The crown of life I may receive.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Helder, † 1635; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_252">252</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O enter, Lord, Thy temple,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou my spirit’s Guest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who gavest me, the earth-born,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A second birth more blest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou in the Godhead, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though here to dwell Thou deignest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forever equal reignest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Art equally adored.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O enter, let me know Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And feel Thy power within,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The power that breaks our fetters</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And rescues us from sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So wash and cleanse Thou me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I may serve Thee truly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And render honor duly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With perfect heart to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. An olive wild by nature</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou graftedst me anew;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death preyed upon my vitals</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And claimed me as his due:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Christ’s atoning blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In death true comfort granting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Drowned death with all his vaunting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His baptismal flood.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_239">[239]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou art, O Holy Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The true anointing Oil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through which are consecrated</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soul, body, ease, and toil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Christ, whose guardian wings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where’er their lot appointed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Protect His own anointed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His prophets, priests, and kings.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. ’Tis Thou, O Spirit, teachest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The soul to pray aright;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy songs have sweetest music,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy prayers have wondrous might;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unheard they cannot fall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They pierce the highest heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till He His help hath given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who surely helpeth all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Joy is Thy gift, O Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou wouldst not have us pine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In darkest hours Thy comfort</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Doth aye most brightly shine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And oh, how oft Thy voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath shed its sweetness o’er me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And opened heaven before me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bid my heart rejoice!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. All love is Thine, O Spirit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou hatest enmity;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou lovest peace and friendship,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All strife wouldst have us flee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where wrath and discord reign,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy whisper inly pleadeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to the heart that heedeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Brings love and light again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. The whole wide world, O Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon Thy hands doth rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our wayward hearts Thou turnest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As it may seem Thee best;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_240">[240]</span><div class="verse indent0">Once more Thy power make known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As Thou hast done so often,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Convert the wicked, soften</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou all the hearts of stone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. O Holy Spirit, hear us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make our sorrow cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy scattered flock restore now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To union, joy, and peace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bid flourish once again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The lands by men forsaken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The churches spoiled and shaken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By war’s unhallowed train.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. On those that rule our country,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Oh! shower Thy blessings down</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in Thy loving-kindness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Adorn, as with a crown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With piety our youth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With godliness our nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That all, to gain salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May know Thy heavenly truth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. With holy zeal then fill us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To keep the faith still pure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bless our lands and houses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With wealth that may endure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make the Foe to flee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who in us with Thee striveth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From out our heart he driveth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er delighteth Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Grant steadfastness and courage</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That bravely we contend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Against the wiles of Satan;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, Thy flock defend!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help us to battle well,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To triumph o’er the devil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To overcome the evil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all the powers of hell.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_241">[241]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Direct our paths in all things</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">According to Thy mind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when this life is over</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all must be resigned,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O grant us then to die</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With calm and fearless spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And after death inherit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal life on high.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_253">253</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy light within me shine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All my guilty fears remove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill me with Thy heavenly love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Speak Thy pardoning grace to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Set the burdened sinner free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead me to the Lamb of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wash me in His precious blood.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Life and peace to me impart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seal salvation on my heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dwell Thyself within my breast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earnest of eternal rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let me never from Thee stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep me in the narrow way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill my soul with joy divine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep me, Lord, forever Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Stocker, 1777, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_254">254</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let songs of praises fill the sky:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ, our ascended Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sends down His Spirit from on high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">According to His word:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All hail the day of Pentecost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The coming of the Holy Ghost!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_242">[242]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Spirit by His heavenly breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Creates new life within;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He quickens sinners from the death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of trespasses and sin:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All hail the day of Pentecost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The coming of the Holy Ghost!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The things of Christ the Spirit takes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shows them unto men;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fallen soul His temple makes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s image stamps again:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All hail the day of Pentecost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The coming of the Holy Ghost!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Come, Holy Spirit, from above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thy celestial fire;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come and with flames of zeal and love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our hearts and tongues inspire!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be this our day of Pentecost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The coming of the Holy Ghost!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Cotterill, 1819.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_255">255</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all Thy quickening powers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Kindle a flame of sacred love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In these cold hearts of ours.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. See how we grovel here below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fond of these earthly toys;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our souls, how heavily they go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To reach eternal joys!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. In vain we tune our formal songs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In vain we strive to rise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hosannas languish on our tongues,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And our devotion dies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Dear Lord, and shall we ever live</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At this poor, dying rate—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our love so cold, so faint to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Thine to us so great?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_243">[243]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all Thy quickening powers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, shed abroad a Savior’s love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And that shall kindle ours.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_256">256</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 5, 6, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy Spirit, hear us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On this sacred day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come to us with blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come with us to stay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Come as once Thou camest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the faithful few,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Patiently awaiting</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus’ promise true.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Up to heaven ascending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our dear Lord has gone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet His little children</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Leaves He not alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To His blessed promise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now in faith we cling.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Comforter, most holy!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spread o’er us Thy wing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lighten Thou our darkness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thyself our Light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strengthen Thou our weakness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spirit of all might.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Spirit of adoption,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make us overflow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thy sevenfold blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in grace to grow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Into Christ baptizèd</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant that we may be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Day and night, dear Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Perfected by Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Mohr, 1818; C. F. Hernamann, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_244">[244]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_257">257</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 9, 9, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be all Thy graces now outpoured</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On each believer’s mind and heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy fervent love to them impart.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, by the brightness of Thy light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou in the faith dost men unite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of every tongue and every nation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We, therefore, sing with exultation:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah! Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou holy Light, Guide Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O cause the Word of Life to shine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us to know our God aright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And call Him Father with delight.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From error, Lord, our souls defend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That they on Christ alone attend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Him with living faith abiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Him with all their might confiding.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah! Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou holy Fire, Source of rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that, with joy and hope possest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We always in Thy service stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And trouble drive us not away.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, by Thy power prepare each heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To our weak nature strength impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That firmly here we be contending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through life and death to Thee ascending.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Hallelujah! Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin <i>Veni, Sancte Spiritus</i>; Martin Luther, 1524.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_258">258</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Holy Spirit, come!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let Thy bright beams arise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dispel the sorrow from our minds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The darkness from our eyes.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_245">[245]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Revive our drooping faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our doubts and fears remove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And kindle in our breasts the flame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of never-dying love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Convince us of our sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then lead to Jesus’ blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to our wondering view reveal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The mercies of our God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. ’Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To sanctify the soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To pour fresh life on every part,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And new-create the whole.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Dwell, therefore, in our hearts;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our minds from bondage free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then shall we know and praise and love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Father, Son, and Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Joseph Hart, 1759.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_259">259</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy Ghost, with light divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shine upon this heart of mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chase the shades of night away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Turn the darkness into day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let me see my Savior’s face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me all His beauties trace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Show those glorious truths to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which are only known to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Holy Ghost, with power divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cleanse this guilty heart of mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy mercy pity me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sin’s bondage set me free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Holy Ghost, with joy divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cheer this saddened heart of mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yield a sacred, settled peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let it grow and still increase.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_246">[246]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Holy Spirit, all divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dwell within this heart of mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cast down every idol-throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Reign supreme and reign alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. See, to Thee I yield my heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shed Thy life through every part;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A pure temple I would be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wholly dedicate to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Andrew Reed, 1817.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_260">260</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 9, 11, 10, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now do we pray God the Holy Ghost</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the true faith which we need the most</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that He defend us when life is ending</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from exile home we shall be wending.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, have mercy!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Shine in our hearts, O most precious Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we Jesus Christ may know aright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clinging to our Savior, whose blood has bought us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who again to our true home has brought us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, have mercy!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou sweetest Love, grace on us bestow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Set our hearts with heavenly fire aglow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That with hearts united we love each other,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of one mind, in peace with every brother.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, have mercy!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou highest Comfort in every need!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that neither shame nor death we heed,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_247">[247]</span><div class="verse indent0">That e’en then our courage may never fail us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When at last th’ Accuser shall assail us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, have mercy!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1524; Stanza 1, 13th century.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="TRINITY">TRINITY.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_261">261</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">All glory be to God on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who hath our race befriended!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To us no harm shall now come nigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The strife at last is ended;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God showeth His good will to men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And peace shall reign on earth again;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O thank Him for His goodness!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We praise, we worship Thee, we trust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And give Thee thanks forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Father, that Thy rule is just</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wise and changes never.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy boundless power o’er all things reigns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Done is whate’er Thy will ordains:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Well for us that Thou rulest!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Jesus Christ, Thou only Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of God, Thy heavenly Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who didst for all our sins atone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the lost sheep dost gather:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Lamb of God, to Thee on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From out our depths, we sinners cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have mercy on us, Jesus!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Holy Ghost, Thou precious Gift,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou Comforter unfailing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er Satan’s snares our souls uplift</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let Thy power availing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Avert our woes and calm our dread;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For us the Savior’s blood was shed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We trust in Thee to save us.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">N. Decius, 1526; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_248">[248]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_262">262</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Thou almighty King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help us Thy name to sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help us to praise!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father all glorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er all victorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come and reign over us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ancient of Days.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus, our Lord, arise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Scatter our enemies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make them fall.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thine almighty aid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our sure defense be made;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our souls on Thee be stayed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, hear our call!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Come, Thou incarnate Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gird on Thy mighty sword,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our prayer attend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come and Thy people bless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And give Thy Word success;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spirit of Holiness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On us descend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Come, holy Comforter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy sacred witness bear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this glad hour.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou, who almighty art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now rule in every heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ne’er from us depart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spirit of Power!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. To the great One in Three</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The highest praises be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hence, evermore!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His sovereign majesty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we in glory see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to eternity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Love and adore!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1757.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_249">[249]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_263">263</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 12, 12, 10</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which wert and art and evermore shalt be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Perfect in power, in love, and purity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth and sky and sea;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Reginald Heber, 1827.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_264">264</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mystery hidden from the eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of learned men and sages,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God hath revealed us from the skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Scripture’s holy pages,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That He alone is King above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All other gods whatever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great, mighty, faithful, full of love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His people’s Shield and Savior;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One Essence, but Three Persons.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_250">[250]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. As Father, Son, and Holy Ghost</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The righteous seed adore Him;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So named, so praised, He is the boast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of all who bow before Him;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’s Abraham’s and Isaac’s God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Jacob’s, whom He knoweth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord of hosts, who every good,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Both night and day, bestoweth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who only worketh wonders.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The Father hath the Son begot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">First-born of every creature;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Son took our weak flesh, but not</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our sinfulness of nature;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Both from the Father and the Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Holy Ghost proceedeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all eternity; yet none</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In might and power exceedeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All equal, coeternal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Be glad, my heart, thy Portion see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy priceless Pearl and Treasure!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is thy Friend, supply will He</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy needs with bounteous measure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He made thee in His image, was</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For thy offenses smitten,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With true faith fill thee, through His grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Doth all thy crosses sweeten</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With His dear word of promise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Rise, then, to Him, the Ever-blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And learn to know Him rightly;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such knowledge can alone bring rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make thy soul burn brightly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the pure flame of holy love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which cheers thy course to heaven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For God will show thee things above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which here ’tis only given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To hear of and see darkly.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_251">[251]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. But woe to the ungodly race,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In wilful blindness living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rejecting God and His dear grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their hearts to creatures giving.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On them, alas! hell’s dreadful gates</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ere long will close forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For him who God rejects and hates</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God will reject and sever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From His eternal kingdom.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O Prince of Might, Thy mercy show,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou God of earth and heaven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To every sinner here below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy saving grace be given!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bring back Thy sheep that go astray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And blinded eyes enlighten,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And turn Thou everything away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That wickedly might frighten</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine own, whose faith is feeble.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Grant this, that we, Thy people, may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All reach the heavenly portals</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in Thy kingdom sing for aye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mid all the blest immortals:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou, O Lord, art King alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Above all gods whatever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father, Son, and Spirit, One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy people’s Shield and Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One Essence, but Three Persons!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1666.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_265">265</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God of my life, Thy boundless grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Chose, pardoned, and adopted me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Rest, my Home, my Dwelling-place:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Father, I come to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus, my Hope, my Rock, my Shield,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose precious blood was shed for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into Thy hands my soul I yield:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Savior, I come to Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_252">[252]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Spirit of glory and of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Long hast Thou deigned my Guide to be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now be Thy comfort sweet bestowed:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My God, I come to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I come to join that countless host</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who praise Thy name unceasingly;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My God, I come to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charlotte Elliott, 1841.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_266">266</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou who art Three in unity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">True God from all eternity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sun is fading from our sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shine Thou on us with heavenly light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We praise Thee with the dawning day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee at even also pray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With our poor song we worship Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now, ever, and eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let God the Father be adored,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And God the Son, the only Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And God the Holy Spirit be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Adored throughout eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin of St. Ambrose; M. Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_267">267</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father of glory, to Thy name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Immortal praise we give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who dost an act of grace proclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bid us rebels live.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Immortal honor to the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who makes Thine anger cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our lives He ransomed with His own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And died to make our peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To Thine almighty Spirit be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Immortal glory given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose teachings bring us near to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And train us up for heaven.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_253">[253]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let men with their united voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Adore th’ eternal God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And spread His honors and their joys</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through nations far abroad.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Let faith and love and duty join</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One grateful song to raise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let saints in earth and heaven combine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In harmony and praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, c. 1721.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_268">268</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to God the Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory be to God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to God the Spirit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Great Jehovah, Three in One!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Glory, glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While eternal ages run!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Glory be to Him who loved us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Washed us from each spot and stain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to Him who bought us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Made us kings with Him to reign!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Glory, glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the Lamb that once was slain!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Glory to the King of angels,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory to the Church’s King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory to the King of nations;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heaven and earth, your praises bring!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Glory, glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the King of Glory bring!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Glory, blessing, praise eternal!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thus the choir of angels sings;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Honor, riches, power, dominion!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thus its praise creation brings;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Glory, glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory to the King of kings!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Bonar, 1866.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_254">[254]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_269">269</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father of heav’n, whose love profound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A ransom for our souls has found,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Thy throne we sinners bend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To us Thy pardoning love extend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Almighty Son, Incarnate Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Thy throne we sinners bend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To us Thy saving grace extend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Eternal Spirit, by whose breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The soul is raised from sin and death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Thy throne we sinners bend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To us Thy quickening power extend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jehovah, Father, Spirit, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal Godhead, Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Thy throne we sinners bend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grace, pardon, life, to us extend.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. Cooper, 1805.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_270">270</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, in whom we live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In whom we are and move,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All glory, power, and praise receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thy creating love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Thou Incarnate Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let all Thy ransomed race</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unite in thanks, with one accord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thy redeeming grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Spirit of Holiness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let all Thy saints adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy sacred gifts and join to bless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy heart-renewing power.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Eternal Triune Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let all the hosts above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let all the sons of men record,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And dwell upon, Thy love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1746.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_255">[255]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_271">271</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 14 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God the Father, be our Stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When hell’s dread powers assail us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cleanse us from our sins, we pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor in our last hour fail us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Keep us from the Evil One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firm in the faith abiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Christ, our Savior, hiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And heartily confiding.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let us put God’s armor on:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all true Christians running</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our heavenly race and shunning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The devil’s wiles and cunning.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Amen, Amen, this be done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So sing we, Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus Christ, be Thou our Stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When hell’s dread powers assail us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cleanse us from our sins, we pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor in our last hour fail us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Keep us from the Evil One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firm in the faith abiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Christ, our Savior, hiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And heartily confiding.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let us put God’s armor on:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all true Christians running</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our heavenly race and shunning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The devil’s wiles and cunning.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Amen, Amen, this be done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So sing we, Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Holy Ghost, be Thou our Stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When hell’s dread powers assail us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cleanse us from our sins, we pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor in our last hour fail us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Keep us from the Evil One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firm in the faith abiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Christ, our Savior, hiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And heartily confiding.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_256">[256]</span><div class="verse indent2">Let us put God’s armor on:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all true Christians running</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our heavenly race and shunning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The devil’s wiles and cunning.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Amen, Amen, this be done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So sing we, Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Adapted by Martin Luther, 1524, from 15th Cent. Litany.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_272">272</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord, my God, be praised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Light, my Life from heaven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Maker, who to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath soul and body given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Father, who protects</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My life from infancy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And mighty gifts of love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath e’er bestowed on me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Lord, my God, be praised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Trust, my Life from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father’s own dear Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose life for me was given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who thus atoned for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With His most precious blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who giveth to my faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The greatest heavenly good.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The Lord, my God, be praised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Hope, my Life from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father’s Spirit, whom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Son to me hath given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who revives my heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And gives me strength and power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help, comfort, and support</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In sorrow’s gloomy hour.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The Lord, my God, be praised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He who forever liveth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To whom the heavenly host</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">E’er praise and honor giveth.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_257">[257]</span><div class="verse indent0">The Lord, my God, be praised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In whose great name I boast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God Father, God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And God the Holy Ghost.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. To Him we now sing praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With joy our offering bringing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with the angel host</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The “Holy! Holy!” singing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him all Christendom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sings praises joyfully;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord, my God, be praised</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Throughout eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="REFORMATION">REFORMATION.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_273">273</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 5, 5, 5, 6, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A Mighty Fortress is our God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A trusty Shield and Weapon;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He helps us free from every need</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That hath us now o’ertaken.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The old evil Foe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now means deadly woe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deep guile and great might</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are his dread arms in fight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On earth is not his equal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. With might of ours can naught be done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soon were our loss effected;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But for us fights the Valiant One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom God Himself elected.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ask ye, Who is this?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus Christ it is,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Sabaoth Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there’s none other God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He holds the field forever.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_258">[258]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Though devils all the world should fill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All eager to devour us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We tremble not, we fear no ill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They shall not overpower us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This world’s prince may still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Scowl fierce as he will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He can harm us none,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’s judged; the deed is done;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One little word can fell him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The Word they still shall let remain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And not a thank have for it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’s by our side upon the plain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With His good gifts and Spirit.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And take they our life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Goods, fame, child, and wife:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let these all be gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They yet have nothing won;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Kingdom ours remaineth.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1527.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_274">274</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Restrain the murderous Pope and Turk,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who fain would tear from off Thy throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ Jesus, Thy beloved Son.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lord Jesus Christ, Thy power make known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou art Lord of lords alone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shield Thy poor Christendom that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May evermore sing praise to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou Comforter of priceless worth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give one mind to Thy flock on earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stand by us in our final strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead us out of death to life.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Destroy their counsels, Lord, our God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And smite them with an iron rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let them fall into the snare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which for Thy Christians they prepare,</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_259">[259]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. So that at last they may perceive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, Lord, our God, Thou still dost live</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And dost deliver mightily</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All those who put their trust in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1541; Stanzas 4 and 5, J. Jonas, 1544.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_275">275</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine honor rescue, Christ, our Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear Zion’s sighs and help afford;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Destroy the wiles of mighty foes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who now Thy Word and truth oppose.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Their craft and vaunting pomp is great;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">High beat their hearts, with power elate;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our dearest hopes they but deride,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They deem us nothing in their pride.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Forgive, O Lord, our sins forgive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant us Thy grace and let us live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Convince Thy foes throughout the land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That godless counsels shall not stand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Preserve Thy little flock in peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor let Thy boundless mercy cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let it to all the world appear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thy true Church indeed is here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. That Thou art with us loud proclaim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who put’st our enemies to shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dost all their haughtiness suppress</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And help Thine own in their distress.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Heermann, 1630; M. Loy, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_276">276</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fear not, O little flock, the Foe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who madly seeks your overthrow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dread not his rage and power:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What though your courage sometimes faints,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His seeming triumph o’er God’s saints</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lasts but a little hour.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_260">[260]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Be of good cheer; your cause belongs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him who can avenge your wrongs;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Leave it to Him, our Lord.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though hidden yet from mortal eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His Gideon shall for you arise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Uphold you and His Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. As true as God’s own Word is true,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not earth nor hell with all their crew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Against us shall prevail.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A jest and byword are they grown;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is with us, we are His own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our victory cannot fail.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great Captain, now Thine arm make bare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fight for us once again!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So shall Thy saints and martyrs raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A mighty chorus to Thy praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">World without end. Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. M. Altenburg, † 1640; C. Winkworth, tr., 1855, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_277">277</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mouth of fools doth God confess,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But while their lips draw nigh Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their heart is full of wickedness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all their deeds deny Him.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Corrupt are they, and every one</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Abominable works hath done;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There is not one well-doer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Lord looked from His heavenly throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On all mankind below Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To see if there were any one</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who truly sought to know Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all his understanding bent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To search His holy Word, intent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To do His will in earnest.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_261">[261]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. But none there was who walked with God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For all aside had slidden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Delusive paths of folly trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And followed lusts forbidden;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not one there was who practised good,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though many deemed, in haughty mood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their deeds to God were pleasing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. “How long, by folly blindly led,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will they oppress the needy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And My own flock devour like bread?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So fierce are they and greedy!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In God they put no trust at all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor on His name in trouble call,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But be their own providers.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Therefore their heart is never still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A constant fear dismays them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is with him who doth His will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who trusts Him and obeys Him;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye shame the counsel of the poor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And mock him when he doth assure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That God is e’er his Refuge.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Who shall to Israel’s outcast race</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Zion bring salvation?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God will Himself at length show grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And loose the captive nation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That will He do by Christ, their King;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Jacob then be glad and sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Israel be joyful.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 14. Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_278">278</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, from heaven look down and see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A sight which well may move Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of godly men, how few there be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forsaken we who love Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Withheld is Thy pure Word, the light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of faith itself extinguished quite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In all the sons of Adam.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_262">[262]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Fictions they teach with cunning art</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And lies of man’s invention;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not grounded on God’s Word, their heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Breeds naught but strange dissension;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One chooses this, another that,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Untold division they create</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though saintlike in appearance.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. May God root out all heresy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And of false teachers rid us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who proudly say: “Now, where is he</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who would our speech forbid us!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We have the right and might alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And what we say must stand, we own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">None as our lord and master.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Therefore saith God: “I must arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To quell their great wrong-doing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Me ascend My people’s sighs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I have heard their suing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My saving Word shall take the field,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall be the poor man’s strength and shield,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall conquer all opponents.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. As silver seven times furnace-tried,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is pure from all its drosses,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So doth the Word of God abide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The brighter for its crosses;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For trial shows its worth aright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And manifests its strength and light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That through all lands it shineth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O God, preserve it pure and free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From this vile generation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let us be preserved by Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From their abomination.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wicked walk on every side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When mid Thy flock the vile abide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In power and are exalted.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 12. Martin Luther, 1524.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_263">[263]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_279">279</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">10, 10, 10, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, Thou the Champion of the band who own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Cross, O make Thy succor quickly known!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The schemes of those who long our blood have sought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bring Thou to naught.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Do Thou Thyself for us, Thy children, fight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Withstand the devil, quell his rage and might;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er assails Thy members left below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do Thou o’erthrow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And give us Thy peace: peace in Church and school;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace to the powers who o’er our country rule;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace to the conscience, peace within the heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do Thou impart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. So shall Thy goodness here be still adored,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Guardian of Thy little flock, dear Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And heaven and earth through all eternity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall worship Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. A. von Loewenstern, 1644; C. Winkworth, tr. abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_280">280</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 11, 11, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah! Lord, our God, let them not be confounded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who, though by want and woe and pain surrounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet day and night still for Thy hope are sighing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee are crying.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_264">[264]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But put to shame Thy foes who breathe defiance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make their own vain might their sole reliance.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O turn in mercy to Thy generation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, have compassion!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. We stand bereft of help and poor and lonely;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twere vain to trust in man. With Thee, Lord, only</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We may defeat the enemies around us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who seek to wound us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou art our Champion, who canst overthrow them</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And save the little flock now crushed below them.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We trust in Thee; for Jesus’ sake be near us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help, Helper, hear us!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Heermann, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_281">281</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">No change of time shall ever shock</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My firm affection, Lord, to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou hast always been a Rock,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A Fortress, and Defense to me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou my Deliverer art, my God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My trust is in Thy mighty power.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art my Shield from foes abroad;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At home, my Safeguard and my Tower.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To Thee I will address my prayer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To whom all praise we justly owe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So shall I, by Thy watchful care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be guarded safe from every foe.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_265">[265]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let the eternal Lord be praised,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Rock on whose defense I rest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er highest heavens His name be raised</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who me with His salvation blest.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 18. Tate and Brady, 1698, abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_282">282</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Had God not come, may Israel say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Had God not come to aid us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our enemies before this day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Would surely have dismayed us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For we are but a handful small,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Held in contempt and scorn by all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All men rise up against us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Their furious Wrath, did God permit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Would surely have consumed us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in the deep and yawning pit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With life and limb entombed us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like men o’er whom dark waters roll,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The streams had gone e’en o’er our soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And mightily o’erwhelmed us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Blest be the Lord, who from the pit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Snatched us when it was gaping;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our souls, like birds that break the net,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the blue skies escaping;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The snare is broken—we are free!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our help is ever, Lord, in Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The God of earth and heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 124. Martin Luther, 1525; R. Massie, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_283">283</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Rome had shrouded earth in night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God said again, Let there be light!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Luther with the Gospel came</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To spread the truth in Jesus’ name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When Rome the saints of God oppressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And burdened souls could find no rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Luther God deliv’rance sent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By His pure Word and Sacrament.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_266">[266]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Though hosts against us stand arrayed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ bids us still, Be not afraid.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though all its powers the truth assail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gates of hell shall not prevail.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To-day with joyful hearts we sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The guardian care of Christ, our King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who through His chosen instrument</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To us hath this salvation sent.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O Lord, whose mercies still endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Preserve to us Thy Gospel pure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let it alone within us reign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thine the glory may remain.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Loy, 1880.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_284">284</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">If God were not upon our side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When round us foes are raging,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were not Himself our Help and Guide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When bitter war they’re waging,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were He not Israel’s mighty Shield,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To whom their utmost craft must yield,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We surely must have perished.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But now no human wit or might</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His chosen people frighteth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God sitteth in the highest height,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And He their counsels blighteth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When craftiest snares and nets they lay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God doth His work another way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And makes a path before us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Against our souls they rage and mock,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Exciting great commotion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As billows meet with angry shock</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Out on the stormy ocean,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So they our lives with fury seek.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But God hath pity on the weak,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Him they have forgotten.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_267">[267]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. They call us heretics and aye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their Christian name are flaunting;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They seek to spill our blood, while they</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their fear of God are vaunting.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah, God! that precious name of Thine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er many a wicked deed must shine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But Thou wilt once avenge it.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. They open wide their ravenous jaws</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And threaten to devour us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But thanks to God, who rules our cause,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They shall not overpower us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their snares He yet will bring to naught</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And overthrow what they have taught;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God is too mighty for them.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. How richly He consoleth those</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom no one else befriendeth!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The door of grace doth never close;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sense cannot comprehend it</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How this may be and deems all lost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When through this very cross a host</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of champions God is raising.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Our foes, O God, are in Thy hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou knowest their endeavor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But only give us strength to stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let us waver never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though reason strives with faith, and still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It fears to wholly trust Thy will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sees not Thy salvation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. But heaven and earth, O Lord, are Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou alone hast made them;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy light let on Thy people shine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in their sorrow aid them.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ignite our hearts to love and faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That shall be steadfast e’en to death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Howe’er the world may murmur.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 124. Justus Jonas, 1524; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_268">[268]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="ST_MICHAEL_AND_ALL_ANGELS">ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_285">285</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">10s 4 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Filled with celestial resplendence and light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">These that, where night never followeth day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Raise the “Thrice holy, Lord!” ever and aye!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord God of Sabaoth, nearest Thy throne.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">These are Thy messengers; these dost Thou send,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help of the helpless ones, man to defend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When by Thy word earth was first poised in space,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the far planets first sped on their race,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When was completed the six days’ employ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then “all the sons of God shouted for joy.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Still let them succor us; still let them fight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We with the angels may bow and adore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Joseph of the Studium, c. 850; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_286">286</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord God, we all to Thee give praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thank-offerings meet to Thee we raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou didst angel hosts create</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Around Thy glorious throne to wait.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_269">[269]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. They glow with light and heavenly grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And constantly behold Thy face;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Obedience to Thy voice they yield</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And are with godly wisdom filled.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. They never rest nor sleep as we;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their whole delight is but to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever near Thee, gracious Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy little flock to watch and guard.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The foul old Dragon and dread Foe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With envy, hate, and wrath doth glow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It always is his aim and pride</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Christian people to divide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. As he has blighted earth of old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He keeps e’en now his deathly hold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chafes madly to annihilate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All virtue, honor, Church, and State.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Therefore no halt or rest he knows;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A roaring lion round he goes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or lies in wait with baneful snare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To drive the Christians to despair.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. But watchful is the angel band</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That follows Christ on every hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guards Thy holy Christendom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From harm that might from Satan come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. From Daniel’s case this may be seen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When he sat in the lions’ den,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And likewise angels rescued Lot</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the ungodly harmed him not.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. When the three Hebrews were at last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into the fiery furnace cast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No power had fiercest flames to harm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Against the rescuing angel’s arm.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_270">[270]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. And thus our God, still at this day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From harm and many an evil way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keeps near us His dear angel guard,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Placed over us as watch and ward.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. For this, now and eternally,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our praise shall rise, O God, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom all the angel hosts adore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joy now and forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. We also pray Thee to defend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By them unto the latter end</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy fold, that little flock, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That holds in honor Thy blest Word.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin of Philip Melanchthon. Paul Eber, 1566.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_287">287</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Brightness of the Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Life and Strength of all who live!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the presence of the angels</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory in Thy name we give:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thy wondrous praise rehearse,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Singing in harmonious verse.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Blessed Lord, by their protection</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shelter us from harm this day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep us pure in flesh and spirit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Save us from the Foe, we pray:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And vouchsafe us by Thy grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy paradise a place.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Glory to th’ almighty Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sing we with the heavenly host;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory to the great Redeemer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory to the Holy Ghost;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Three in One, and One in Three,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Throughout all eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Rhabanus Maurus, † 856; E. Caswall, tr., 1848, a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_271">[271]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="ALL_SAINTS">ALL SAINTS.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_288">288</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ten thousand times ten thousand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In sparkling raiment bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The armies of the ransomed saints</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Throng up the steeps of light.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis finished! all is finished,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their fight with death and sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fling open wide the golden gates,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let the victors in.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. What rush of alleluias</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fills all the earth and sky!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What ringing of a thousand harps</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bespeaks the triumph nigh!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O day, for which creation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all its tribes were made;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O joy, for all its former woes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A thousandfold repaid!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Oh, then, what raptured greetings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Canaan’s happy shore;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What knitting severed friendships up,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where partings are no more!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then eyes with joy shall sparkle</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That brimmed with tears of late;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Orphans no longer fatherless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor widows desolate.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Bring near Thy great salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou Lamb for sinners slain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill up the roll of Thine elect,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then take Thy power and reign.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Appear, Desire of nations,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine exiles long for home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Show in the heav’ns Thy promised sign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou Prince and Savior, come!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Alford, 1867.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_272">[272]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_289">289</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For all Thy saints, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who strove in Thee to live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our grateful hymn receive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. For all Thy saints, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Accept our thankful cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who counted Thee their great reward</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And strove in Thee to die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. They all in life and death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thee, their Lord, in view,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Learned from Thy Holy Spirit’s breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To suffer and to do.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For this Thy name we bless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And humbly pray that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May follow them in holiness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And live and die in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">R. Mant, 1837, abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_290">290</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the sound of holy voices</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Chanting o’er the crystal sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Alleluia, Alleluia,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Alleluia, Lord, to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Multitudes which none can number</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like the stars in glory stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clothed in white apparel, holding</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Palms of vict’ry in their hand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Patriarch, and holy prophet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who prepared the way of Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">King, apostle, saint, confessor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Martyr and evangelist,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Saintly maiden, godly matron,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Widows who have watched to prayer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joined in holy concert, singing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the Lord of all, are there.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_273">[273]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. They have come from tribulation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And have washed their robes in blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Washed them in the blood of Jesus;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Tried they were, and firm they stood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sawn asunder, slain with sword,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They have conquered death and Satan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By the might of Christ the Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Marching with Thy cross, their banner,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They have triumphed, following</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee, the Captain of salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee, their Savior and their King.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And by death to life immortal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They were born and glorified.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Now they reign in heavenly glory.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now they walk in golden light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now they drink, as from a river,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Holy bliss and infinite.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love and peace they taste forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all truth and knowledge see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the beatific vision</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of the blessed Trinity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Wordsworth, 1862.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="HARVEST_AND_THANKSGIVING">HARVEST AND THANKSGIVING.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_291">291</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, whose bounteous hand again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath poured Thy gifts in plenty down,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who all creation dost sustain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all the earth with goodness crown:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of the harvest, here we own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our joy Thy gift, and Thine alone.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_274">[274]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O may we ne’er with thankless heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forget from whom our blessings flow.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still, Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still teach us what to Thee we owe.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, may our lives with fruit divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Return Thy care and prove us Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lord, grant that each may sow to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant us in endless life to reap.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of every heart the Guardian be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By day and night Thy servants keep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That all to Thee may joy afford</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Thy great harvest-day, O Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anon.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_292">292</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, I sing with lips and heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Joy of my soul, to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To earth Thy knowledge I impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As it is known to me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou art the Fount of grace, I know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Spring so full and free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whence saving health and goodness flow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Each day so bounteously.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For what have all that live and move</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through this wide world below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That does not from Thy bounteous love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O heavenly Father, flow?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Who built the lofty firmament?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who spread th’ expanse of blue?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By whom are to our pastures sent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Refreshing rain and dew?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Who warmeth us in cold and frost?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who shields us from the wind?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who orders it that oil and must</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We in their season find?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_275">[275]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Who is it life and health bestows?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who keeps us with His hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In golden peace, wards off war’s woes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From our dear native land?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O Lord, of this and all our store</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art the Author blest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou keepest watch before our door</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While we securely rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Thou feedest us from year to year</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And constant dost abide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With ready help in time of fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou standest at our side.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. With patience dost Thou ever chide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And chasten’st sparingly;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou castest all our sins aside</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And drown’st them in the sea.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. When silent woe our bosom rends,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy pity sees our grief</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gives what to our glory tends</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No less than our relief.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Thou knowest when a Christian weeps</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And why his tear-drops fall;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in the book Thy mercy keeps</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">These things are noted all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Our deepest needs dost Thou supply,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou giv’st what lasts for aye;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou lead’st us to our home on high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When hence we pass away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Rejoice, my heart, be glad and sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A cheerful trust maintain!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For God, the Source of everything,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Portion will remain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. He is thy Treasure, He thy Joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Life and Light and Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Counselor when doubts annoy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Shield and great Reward.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_276">[276]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. In restless thought or blank despair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Why spend each day and night?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Him who made thee cast thy care;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He makes our burdens light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">16. Did not His love and truth and power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watch o’er thy childhood’s day?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has He not oft in threatening hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Turned dreaded ills away?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">17. His wisdom never plans in vain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ne’er falters or mistakes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that His counsels did ordain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A happy ending makes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">18. Upon thy lips, then, lay thy hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And trust His guiding love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then firm as rock thy peace shall stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here and in heaven above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_293">293</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We sing th’ almighty power of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who bade the mountains rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who spread the flowing seas abroad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And built the lofty skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We sing the wisdom that ordained</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The sun to rule the day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The moon shines, too, at His command,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all the stars obey.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. We sing the goodness of the Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who fills the earth with food;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who formed His creatures by a word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And then pronounced them good.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where’er we turn our eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whene’er we view the ground we tread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or gaze upon the skies!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_277">[277]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. There’s not a plant nor flower below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But makes Thy glories known;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And clouds arise and tempests blow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By order from Thy throne.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. On Thee each moment we depend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If Thou withdraw, we die.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, may we ne’er that God offend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who is forever nigh!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1715.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_294">294</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In hymns of adoration,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee bring sacrifice of praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With shouts of exultation:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bright robes of gold the fields adorn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The hills with joy are ringing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The valleys stand so thick with corn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That even they are singing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And now, on this our festal day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy bounteous hand confessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The first-fruits of Thy blessing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thee the souls of men are fed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With gifts of grace supernal,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou who dost give us earthly bread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Give us the Bread eternal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. We bear the burden of the day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And often toil seems dreary;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But labor ends with sunset ray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And rest comes for the weary.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we, the angel-reaping o’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand at the last accepted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ’s golden sheaves forevermore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To garners bright elected.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Oh, blessed is that land of God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where saints abide forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where golden fields spread fair and broad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where flows the crystal river.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_278">[278]</span><div class="verse indent0">The strains of all its holy throng</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With ours to-day are blending;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thrice blessed is that harvest-song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which never hath an ending.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. C. Dix, 1864.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_295">295</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, ye thankful people, come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Raise the song of Harvest-home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All is safely gathered in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere the winter storms begin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, our Maker, doth provide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For our wants to be supplied.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come to God’s own temple, come;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Raise the song of Harvest-home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We ourselves are God’s own field,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fruit unto His praise to yield;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wheat and tares together sown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto joy or sorrow grown;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">First the blade and then the ear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then the full corn shall appear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of harvest, grant that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wholesome grain and pure may be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For the Lord, our God, shall come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">and shall take His harvest home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From His field shall purge away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that doth offend, that day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give His angels charge at last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the fire the tares to cast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the fruitful ears to store</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His garner evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Come, Thou Lord of harvest, come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thy final Harvest-home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gather Thou Thy people in,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Free from sorrow, free from sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There, forever purified,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy garner to abide.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come with all Thine angels, come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Raise the glorious Harvest-home!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Alford, 1845.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_279">[279]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_296">296</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, by heav’nly hosts adored,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gracious, mighty, sov’reign Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God of nations, King of kings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Head of all created things,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the Church with joy contest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God o’er all forever blest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pleading at Thy throne we stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Save Thy people, bless our land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. On our fields of grass and grain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Send, O Lord, the kindly rain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er our wide and goodly land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Crown the labors of each hand.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy kind protection be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er our commerce on the sea.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Open, Lord, Thy bounteous hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bless Thy people, bless our land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let our rulers ever be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Men that love and honor Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the powers by Thee ordained</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be in righteousness maintained;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the people’s hearts increase</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love of piety and peace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus united we shall stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One wide, free, and happy land.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Harbaugh, 1860.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_297">297</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise, O praise our God and King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hymns of adoration sing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For His mercies still endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever faithful, ever sure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Praise Him that He made the sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Day by day his course to run;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For His mercies still endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever faithful, ever sure.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_280">[280]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And the silver moon by night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shining with her gentle light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For His mercies still endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever faithful, ever sure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Praise Him that He gave the rain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To mature the swelling grain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For His mercies still endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever faithful, ever sure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And hath bid the fruitful field</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Crops of precious increase yield;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For His mercies still endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever faithful, ever sure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Praise Him for our harvest store,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He hath filled the garner floor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For His mercies still endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever faithful, ever sure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. And for richer food than this,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pledge of everlasting bliss;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For His mercies still endure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever faithful, ever sure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Glory to our bounteous King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory let creation sing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory to the Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the Spirit, Three in One!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. W. Baker, 1861.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_298">298</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise to God, immortal praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the love that crowns our days;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bounteous Source of every joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy praise our tongues employ.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All to Thee, our God, we owe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Source whence all our blessings flow.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_281">[281]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. All the plenty summer pours;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Autumn’s rich, o’erflowing stores;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flocks that whiten all the plain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yellow sheaves of ripened grain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, for these our souls shall raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grateful vows and solemn praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Peace, prosperity, and health,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Private bliss, and public wealth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Knowledge with its gladdening streams,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure religion’s holier beams.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, for these our souls shall raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grateful vows and solemn praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. As Thy prospering hand hath blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we give Thee of our best</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And by deeds of kindly love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thy mercies grateful prove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sinking thus through all our days,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise to God, immortal praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">A. L. (Aikin) Barbauld, 1773, abr.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="NATIONAL">NATIONAL.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_299">299</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Swell the anthem, raise the song,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praises to our God belong;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Saints and angels join to sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praises to the heavenly King.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessings from His liberal hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flow around this happy land.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Kept by Him, no foes annoy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace and freedom we enjoy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Here, beneath a peaceful sway,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we cheerfully obey;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never feel oppression’s rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever own and worship God.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the voice of nature sings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praises to the King of kings;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us join the choral song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the grateful notes prolong.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Nathan Strong, 1799.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_282">[282]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_300">300</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O bless, Thou heavenly Potentate,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With wisdom, strength, the powers of state,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That wrong and violence may cease</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Church and home abide in peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Bless rich and poor, the great and small,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Both friend and foe; Lord, bless Thou all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The family on earth in love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fit all for Thy home above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thus, with Thy blessing on each hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will peace and plenty fill the land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And righteousness spring from the earth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And life below have higher worth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. All praise to Thee, O King of kings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose grace to us such blessings brings;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee, with the Father, we adore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Ghost, forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anon.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_301">301</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">What our Father does is well:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessed truth His children tell!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though He send, for plenty, want,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though the harvest-store be scant,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet we rest upon His love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seeking better things above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. What our Father does is well:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall the wilful heart rebel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If a blessing He withhold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the field or in the fold?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is He not Himself to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All our store eternally?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. What our Father does is well:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though He sadden hill and dell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upward yet our praises rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the strength His Word supplies.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He has called us sons of God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can we murmur at His rod?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_283">[283]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. What our Father does is well:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May the thought within us dwell;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though nor milk nor honey flow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In our barren Canaan now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God can save us in our need,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God can bless us, God can feed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Therefore unto Him we raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hymns of glory, songs of praise.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the Father and the Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the Spirit, Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Honor, might, and glory be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now and through eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Schmolck, 1720; H. W. Baker, tr., 1861.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_302">302</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, while for all mankind we pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of every clime and coast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, hear us for our native land,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The land we love the most!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Oh, guard our shores from every foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With peace our borders bless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With prosperous times our cities crown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our fields with plenteousness!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Unite us in the sacred love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of knowledge, truth, and Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let our hills and valleys shout</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The songs of liberty.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Here may religion, pure and mild,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Smile on our Sabbath hours</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And piety and virtue bless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The home of us and ours.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord of the nations, thus to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our country we commend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou her Refuge and her Trust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her everlasting Friend.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John R. Wreford, 1837.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_284">[284]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_303">303</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Almighty Lord, before Thy throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy mourning people bend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis on Thy grace in Christ alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our failing hopes depend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Dark judgments from Thy heavy hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy dreadful power display;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet mercy spares our guilty land,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And still we live to pray.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. How changed, alas! are truths divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For error, guilt, and shame!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What impious numbers, bold in sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Disgrace the Christian name!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Convert us by Thy grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then shall our hearts obey Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And see again Thy face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Then, should oppressing foes invade,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We will not yield to fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Secure of all-sufficient aid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When God in Christ is near.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, † 1778.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_304">304</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, our God, we fly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For mercy and for grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, hear our lowly cry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hide not Thou Thy face!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guard and bless our Fatherland.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Arise, O Lord of hosts,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be jealous for Thy name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And drive from out our coasts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The sins that put to shame.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guard and bless our Fatherland.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_285">[285]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy best gifts from on high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In rich abundance pour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may magnify</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And praise Thee more and more.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guard and bless our Fatherland.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The powers ordained by Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With heavenly wisdom bless;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May they Thy servants be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And rule in righteousness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guard and bless our Fatherland.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The Church of Thy dear Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Inflame with love’s pure fire;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bind her once more in one</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And life and truth inspire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guard and bless our Fatherland.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. W. How, 1871.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_305">305</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God bless our native land!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firm may she ever stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through storm and night;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the wild tempests rave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ruler of wind and wave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do Thou our country save</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By Thy great might!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. For her our prayer shall rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God above the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Him we wait:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou, who art ever nigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guarding with watchful eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee aloud we cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God save the State!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. T. Brooks, 1834; J. S. Dwight, 1844.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_286">[286]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="FAITH_AND_JUSTIFICATION">FAITH AND JUSTIFICATION.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_306">306</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My hope is built on nothing less</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I dare not trust the sweetest frame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All other ground is sinking sand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When darkness veils His lovely face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I rest on His unchanging grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In every high and stormy gale</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My anchor holds within the veil.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All other ground is sinking sand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. His oath, His covenant, and blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Support me in the sinking flood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When every earthly prop gives way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He then is all my Hope and Stay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All other ground is sinking sand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When I shall launch to worlds unseen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, may I then be found in Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dressed in His righteousness alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faultless to stand before the throne!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All other ground is sinking sand.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Edward Mote, 1836.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_307">307</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, we confess our numerous faults,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How great our guilt has been:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all our lives were sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But, O my soul, forever praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forever love, His name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of folly, sin, and shame.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_287">[287]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. ’Tis not by works of righteousness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which our own hands have done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But we are saved by love and grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Abounding through His Son.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. ’Tis from the mercy of our God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That all our hopes begin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis by the Water and the Blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our souls are washed from sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. ’Tis through the purchase of His death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who hung upon the tree</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Spirit is sent down to breathe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On such dry bones as we.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Raised from the dead, we live anew;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And justified by grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We shall appear in glory too</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And see our Father’s face.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_308">308</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that I was, my sin, my guilt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My death, was all my own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that I am, I owe to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My gracious God, alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The evil of my former state</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Was mine, and only mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The good in which I now rejoice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is Thine, and only Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The darkness of my former state,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The bondage, all was mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The light of life in which I walk,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The liberty, is Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thy grace first made me feel my sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It taught me to believe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then, in believing, peace I found,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And now I live, I live!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_288">[288]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. All that I am, e’en here on earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All that I hope to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Jesus comes and glory dawns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I owe it, Lord, to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Bonar, 1853.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_309">309</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest is the man, forever blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose guilt is pardoned by his God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose sins with sorrow are confessed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And covered with his Savior’s blood.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Blest is the man to whom the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Imputes not his iniquities;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He pleads no merit of reward</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And not on works, but grace relies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. From guile his heart and lips are free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His humble joy, his holy fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With deep repentance well agree</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And join to prove his faith sincere.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. How glorious is that righteousness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That hides and cancels all his sins,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While a bright evidence of grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through his whole life appears and shines!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_310">310</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dear Christians, one and all rejoice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With exultation springing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with united heart and voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And holy rapture singing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tell how our God beheld our need</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sing His sweet and wondrous deed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Right dearly it hath cost Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Fast bound in Satan’s chains I lay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Death brooded darkly o’er me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My sin oppressed me night and day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Therein my mother bore me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ever deeper yet I fell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life had become a living hell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So firmly sin possessed me.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_289">[289]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My good works could avail me naught,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For they with sin were stainèd;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Free will against God’s judgment fought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And dead to good remainèd;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grief drove me to despair, and I</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Had nothing left me but to die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To hell I fast was sinking.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Then God beheld my wretched state</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With deep commiseration;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He thought upon His mercy great</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And willed my soul’s salvation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He turned to me a Father’s heart—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not small the cost!—to heal my smart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He gave His best and dearest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He spake to His beloved Son:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“’Tis time to have compassion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then go, My heart’s most Precious One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bring to man salvation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sin and sorrow set him free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Slay bitter death for him that he</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May live with Thee forever.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The Son His Father did obey,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And, born of virgin mother,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He came a while on earth to stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That He might be my Brother.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His mighty power He hidden bore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A servant’s form like mine He wore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To lead the devil captive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. He spake to me: “Hold fast by Me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am thy Rock and Castle;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I wholly give Myself for thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For thee I strive and wrestle;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For I am thine, and thou art Mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Henceforth My place is also thine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The foe shall never part us.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_290">[290]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. “The foe shall shed My precious blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Me of My life bereaving.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All this I suffer for thy good;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be steadfast and believing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life shall from death the victory win,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mine innocence shall bear thy sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So art thou blest forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. “Now to My Father I depart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From earth to heaven ascending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thence heavenly wisdom to impart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Holy Spirit sending;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He shall in trouble comfort thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach thee to know and follow Me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Into all truth shall guide thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. “What I have done and taught do thou</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To do and teach endeavor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So shall My kingdom flourish now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And God be praised forever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take heed lest men with base alloy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heavenly treasure should destroy;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This counsel I bequeath thee.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1523.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_311">311</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">By grace I’m saved, grace free and boundless!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart, believ’st thou this or not?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why tremblest thou with terror groundless?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Has Scripture e’er a falsehood taught?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then this word also true must be:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By grace there is a crown for thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. By grace! Our works are all rejected,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All claims of merit pass for naught;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mighty Savior, long expected,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To us this blissful truth has brought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That He by death redeems our race</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we are saved alone by grace.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_291">[291]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. By grace! Mark well these words’ true meaning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When thou dost sorrow sin-opprest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Satan tempts with pride o’erweening,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When troubled conscience sighs for rest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What reason cannot comprehend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It pleases God by grace to send.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. By grace His Son, on earth appearing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Vouchsafed beneath thy woe to bend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hadst thou, damnation justly fearing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Done aught to render Him thy Friend?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was’t not that He thy welfare sought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And but by grace deliverance wrought?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. By grace! This ground of our salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As long as God is true, endures;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What saints have penned by inspiration,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What God by His own Word assures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What all our faith must rest upon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is grace, free grace, through His dear Son.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. By grace! But think not, thou who livest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Securely on in godless ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That thou—though all are called—receivest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The promised rest that wakes our praise.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By grace none find in heaven a place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who live in sin in hope of grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. By grace! They who have heard this sentence</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Must all hypocrisy forego;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For only after deep repentance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can any soul this treasure know;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To sin free grace a trifle seems,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To faith it bright with glory beams.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_292">[292]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. By grace the timid hearts that languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Find access to the Father’s heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When conflicts fierce and bitter anguish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bid all their joy and hopes depart.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where ofttimes should I strength obtain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Did grace my anchor not remain!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. By grace! On this in death I’ll rest me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rejoicing e’en though feeling naught;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know my sin,—it oft oppressed me,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But Him, too, who salvation brought.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart exults, grief flees apace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Because my soul is saved by grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. By grace! May sin and Satan hearken!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I bear my flag of faith in hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And pass—for doubts my joy can’t darken—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Red Sea to the Promised Land.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I cling to what my Savior taught</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And trust it, whether felt or not.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. L. Scheidt, 1742; M. Loy, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_312">312</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now I have found the sure foundation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where evermore my anchor grounds.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It lay there ere the world’s creation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where else but in my Savior’s wounds?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foundation, which unmoved shall stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When earth and heaven pass away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. It is that mercy never-ending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which all conception far transcends,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Him who, with love’s arms extending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To wretched sinners condescends;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose heart with pity still doth break</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whether we seek Him or forsake.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_293">[293]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Our ruin God has not intended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Salvation He would fain bestow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this His Son to earth descended</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And then to heaven again did go;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this so loudly evermore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He knocketh at our heart’s closed door.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O depth of love, in which, past finding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My sins through Christ’s blood disappear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This is for wounds the safest binding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There is no condemnation here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Jesus’ blood through earth and skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever Mercy! Mercy! cries.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I never will forget this crying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In faith I’ll trust it all my days,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I towards my Father’s heart will gaze;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For there is always to be found</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Free mercy without end and bound.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Though I be robbed of every pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That soul and body can make glad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bereft of every earthly treasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forlorn, forsaken, lone, and sad,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">However far His help may be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His mercy yet is left to me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Though earthly cares and want oppress me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And cause me sorrow and regret</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That things so vain can still distress me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And give me so much trouble yet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though I am bowed down to the dust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still in His mercy I will trust.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Though in the best of all my actions,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In works that are admired the most,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I must perceive great imperfections,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I surely have no right to boast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet this sweet comfort doth abide:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In mercy only I confide.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_294">[294]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Be it with me as He is willing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose mercy is a boundless sea;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May He Himself my heart be stilling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That this may ne’er forgotten be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then it will rest, in joy and woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On mercy while it beats below.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. On this foundation I unshrinking</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will stand while I on earth remain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This shall engage my acting, thinking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While I the breath of life retain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then I will sing eternally,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unfathomed Mercy, still of Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. A. Rothe, † 1758.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_313">313</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis God who justifies their souls,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And mercy, like a mighty stream,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er all their sins divinely rolls.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He lives! He lives! and sits above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever interceding there:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who shall divide us from His love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or what should tempt us to despair?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Shall persecution or distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Famine or sword or nakedness?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who hath loved us bears us through</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And makes us more than conquerors too.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Not all that men on earth can do,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor powers on high nor powers below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall cause His mercy to remove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or wean our hearts from Christ, our Love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_295">[295]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_314">314</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Salvation unto us has come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By God’s free grace and favor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Good works cannot avert our doom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They help and save us never:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faith looks to Jesus Christ alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who did for all the world atone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He is the Mediator.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. What God doth in His Law demand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No man to Him can render,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And so He draws His flaming brand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To punish the offender:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our flesh has not those pure desires</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which first of all the Law requires,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We are in condemnation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. It was a false, misleading dream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That God His Law had given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For us to keep and merit claim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And earn our way to heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God’s Law is but a mirror bright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bring the inbred sin to sight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That lurks within our nature.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. By our own strength to put aside</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s wrath and win His blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is useless task, by many tried,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is only guilt increasing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For God hypocrisy abhors;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flesh with the spirit ever wars,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For ’tis by nature evil.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And yet the Law fulfilled must be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or we were lost forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore God sent His Son that He</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Might us from death deliver;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He all the Law for us fulfilled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thus His Father’s anger stilled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which over us impended.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_296">[296]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Since Christ hath full atonement made</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And brought to us salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each Christian therefore may be glad</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And build on this foundation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy grace alone, dear Lord, I plead.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy death my life now is indeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou hast paid my ransom.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Not doubting this, I trust in Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Word cannot be broken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou all dost call, “Come unto Me!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No falsehood hast Thou spoken.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“He that believes and is baptized,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He shall be saved,” say’st Thou, O Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“And he shall never perish.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. He’s just ’fore God, and he alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who by this faith is living;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This faith will by good works be known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God the glory giving.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faith gives thee peace with God above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But thou thy neighbor, too, wilt love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If thou art a new creature.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. The Law reveals the guilt of sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And makes man conscience-stricken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Gospel then doth enter in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The sinful soul to quicken.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come to the Cross, trust Christ and live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Law to you no peace can give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all its good endeavors.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. From faith in Christ, whene’er ’tis right,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Good works are surely flowing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The faith is dead that shuns the light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No good works ever showing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By faith alone the just shall live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Good works alone the proof can give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of love, which true faith worketh.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Speratus, 1523, abr. Composite tr. 1910.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_297">[297]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_315">315</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessed are the sons of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They are bought with Christ’s own blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They are ransomed from the grave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life eternal they shall have.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With them numbered may we be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here and in eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. They are justified by grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They enjoy the Savior’s peace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All their sins are washed away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They shall stand in God’s great Day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With them numbered may we be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here and in eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. They are lights upon the earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Children of a heavenly birth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One with God, with Jesus one,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory is in them begun.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With them numbered may we be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here and in eternity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Humphreys, 1743.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_316">316</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I do not come because my soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is free from sin and pure and whole,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And worthy of Thy grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I do not speak to Thee because</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ve ever justly kept Thy laws</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And dare to meet Thy face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I know that sin and guilt combine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To reign o’er every thought of mine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And turn from good to ill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know that when I try to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upright and just and true to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am a sinner still.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_298">[298]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I know that often when I strive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To keep a spark of love alive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thee, the powers within</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leap up in unsubmissive might</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And oft benumb my sense of right</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pull me back to sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I know that, though in doing good</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I spend my life, I never could</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Atone for all I’ve done;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But though my sins are black as night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I dare to come before Thy sight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Because I trust Thy Son.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. In Him alone my trust I place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come boldly to Thy throne of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And there commune with Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Salvation sure, O Lord, is mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, all unworthy, I am Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Jesus died for me.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">F. B. St. John, 1878.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_317">317</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O how great is Thy compassion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Faithful Father, God of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That upon our wretchedness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That upon man’s sinful station</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou took’st pity, so that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Might be saved eternally!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy great love for this hath striven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That man from all pain shall free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And forever blessed be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, Thy Son Himself hath given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And extends an earnest call</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His Supper unto all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And for this our soul’s salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Voucheth Thy good Spirit, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy Sacraments and Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He doth prosper Thy vocation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Granteth us the gift of faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That we fear nor hell nor death.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_299">[299]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord, Thy mercy will not leave me,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Truth doth evermore abide,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then in Thee I will confide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Thy Word cannot deceive me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My salvation is to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Well assured eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I will praise Thy great compassion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Faithful Father, God of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That upon my wretchedness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That upon my sinful station</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou took’st pity graciously;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Evermore be praise to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_318">318</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Just as I am, without one plea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But that Thy blood was shed for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lamb of God, I come, I come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Just as I am and waiting not</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To rid my soul of one dark blot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lamb of God, I come, I come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Just as I am, though tossed about</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With many a conflict, many a doubt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fightings and fears within, without,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lamb of God, I come, I come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sight, riches, healing of the mind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lamb of God, I come, I come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Because Thy promise I believe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lamb of God, I come, I come.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_300">[300]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Just as I am, Thy love unknown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has broken every barrier down;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lamb of God, I come, I come.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charlotte Elliott, 1836, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_319">319</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not all the blood of beasts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Jewish altars slain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Could give the guilty conscience peace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or wash away the stain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Takes all our sins away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A sacrifice of nobler name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And richer blood than they.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My faith would lay her hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On that dear head of Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While like a penitent I stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And there confess my sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My soul looks back to see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The burdens Thou didst bear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When hanging on the cursed tree,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And knows her guilt was there.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Believing, we rejoice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To see the curse remove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sing His bleeding love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_320">320</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not what these hands have done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can save this guilty soul;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not what this toiling flesh has borne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can make my spirit whole.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_301">[301]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Not what I feel or do</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can give me peace with God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not all my prayers and sighs and tears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can bear my awful load.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy work alone, O Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can ease this weight of sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can give me peace within.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thy love to me, O God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Not mine, O Lord, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can rid me of this dark unrest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And set my spirit free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thy grace alone, O God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To me can pardon speak;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy power alone, O Son of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can this sore bondage break.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. I bless the Christ of God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I rest on love divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with unfaltering lip and heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I call this Savior mine.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Bonar, 1861.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_321">321</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drawn to the cross, which Thou hast blessed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With healing gifts for souls distressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To find in Thee my life, my rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ Crucified, I come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou knowest all my griefs and fears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy grace abused, my misspent years;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet now to Thee with contrite tears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ Crucified, I come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Wash me and take away each stain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let nothing of my sin remain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For cleansing, though it be through pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ Crucified, I come.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_302">[302]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And then for work to do for Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which shall so sweet a service be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That angels well might envy me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ Crucified, I come.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Genevieve M. Irons, 1880.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_322">322</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I lay my sins on Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The spotless Lamb of God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He bears them all and frees us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the accursed load.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I bring my guilt to Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To wash my crimson stains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">White in His blood most precious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till not a spot remains.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I lay my wants on Jesus;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All fulness dwells in Him;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He heals all my diseases,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He doth my soul redeem.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I lay my griefs on Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My burdens and my cares;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He from them all releases,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He all my sorrows shares.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I rest my soul on Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This weary soul of mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His right hand me embraces,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I on His breast recline.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I love the name of Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like fragrance on the breezes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His name abroad is poured.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I long to be like Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Meek, loving, lowly, mild;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I long to be like Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Father’s holy Child.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I long to be with Jesus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Amid the heavenly throng,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To sing with saints His praises,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To learn the angels’ song.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Bonar, 1849.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_303">[303]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_323">323</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Jesus’ blood and merit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am at peace with God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What, then, can daunt my spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">However dark my road?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My courage shall not fail me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For God is on my side;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though hell itself assail me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its rage I may deride.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. There’s nothing that can sever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Me from the love of God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No want, no pain whatever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No famine, peril, blood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though thousand foes surround me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in their base design</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A sheep for slaughter count me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The victory still is mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Yea, neither life’s temptation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor death’s terrific hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor angels of high station,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor any other power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor things that now are present,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor things that are to come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor height, however pleasant,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor depth of deepest gloom,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Nor any creature ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall from the love of God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This wretched sinner sever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For in my Savior’s blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This love its fountain taketh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He hears my faithful prayer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And nevermore forsaketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This child of His and heir.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. Dach, † 1659; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_304">[304]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_324">324</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nearer, my God, to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Word and Sacrament,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou com’st to me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy grace is ever near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Spirit ever here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Drawing to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Ages on ages rolled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ere earth appeared;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet Thine unmeasured love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The way prepared.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en then Thou yearn’st for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I might nearer be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy Son has come to earth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My sin to bear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My every wound to heal,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My pain to share.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“God in the flesh” for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Brings me now nearer Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lo! all my debt is paid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My guilt is gone.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See! He has ris’n for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My throne is won.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thanks, O my God, to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">None now can nearer be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Welcome, then, to Thy home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Blest One in Three!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thou hast promised, come!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, Lord, to me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Work, Thou, O God, through me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Live, Thou, O God, in me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever in me!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_305">[305]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. By the baptismal stream,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which made me Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the dear flesh and blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy love made mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Purge Thou all sin from me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may nearer be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Surely it matters not</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What earth may bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death is of no account,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grace will I sing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nothing remains for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Save to be nearer Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. E. Jacobs, 1887.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_325">325</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rock of Ages, cleft for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me hide myself in Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the water and the blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Thy riven side which flowed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be of sin the double cure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cleanse me from its guilt and power.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Not the labors of my hands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can fulfil Thy Law’s demands;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Could my zeal no respite know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Could my tears forever flow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All for sin could not atone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou must save, and Thou alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Nothing in my hand I bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Simply to Thy Cross I cling;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Naked, come to Thee for dress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Helpless, look to Thee for grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foul, I to the fountain fly,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wash me, Savior, or I die!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_306">[306]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. While I draw this fleeting breath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When my eyelids close in death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I soar to worlds unknown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See Thee on Thy judgment throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rock of Ages, cleft for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me hide myself in Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">A. M. Toplady, 1776, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_326">326</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My beauty are, my glorious dress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joy shall I lift up my head.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Bold shall I stand in that great Day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For who aught to my charge shall lay?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fully through these absolved I am</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who from the Father’s bosom came,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who died for me, e’en me t’ atone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now for my Lord and God I own.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord, I believe Thy precious blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which at the mercy-seat of God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever doth for sinners plead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For me—e’en for my soul—was shed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord, I believe were sinners more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than sands upon the ocean shore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast for all a ransom paid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For all a full atonement made.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. When from the dust of death I rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To claim my mansion in the skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en then this shall be all my plea:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus hath lived and died for me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Jesus, be endless praise to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose boundless mercy hath for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For me, and all Thy hands have made,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">An everlasting ransom paid.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">L. v. Zinzendorf, 1739; J. Wesley, 1740.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_307">[307]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_327">327</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our God so loved the world that He</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gave His own Son and did decree</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That all who would in Him believe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Should everlasting life receive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Christ Jesus is the ground of faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who was made flesh and suffered death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that confide in Him alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are built on this chief Corner-stone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. God would not have the sinner die;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His Son with saving grace is nigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His Spirit in the Word doth teach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How man the blessed goal may reach.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Be of good cheer, for God’s own Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forgives all sins which thou hast done;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou’rt justified by Jesus’ blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Baptism grants the highest good.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. If thou be sick, if death draw near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This truth thy troubled heart can cheer:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ Jesus saves my soul from death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That is the firmest ground of faith.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Glory to God the Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Spirit, Three in One!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, O blessed Trinity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be praise now and eternally!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_328">328</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grace! ’tis a charming sound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Harmonious to the ear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heav’n with the echo shall resound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all the earth shall hear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grace first contrived the way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To save rebellious man;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all the steps that grace display</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which drew the wondrous plan.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_308">[308]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Grace first inscribed my name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In God’s eternal book;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who all my sorrows took.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Grace led my roving feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To tread the heavenly road;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And new supplies each hour I meet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While pressing on to God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Grace taught my soul to pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And made my eyes o’erflow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twas grace that kept me to this day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And will not let me go.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Grace all the work shall crown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through everlasting days;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It lays in heaven the topmost stone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And well deserves the praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Philip Doddridge, 1755.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_329">329</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy works, not mine, O Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Speak gladness to this heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They tell me all is done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They bid my fear depart.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To whom, save Thee, who canst alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy cross, not mine, O Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Has borne the awful load</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of sins that none in heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or earth could bear but God.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To whom, save Thee, who canst alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy death, not mine, O Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Has paid the ransom due;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ten thousand deaths like mine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Would have been all too few.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To whom, save Thee, who canst alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_309">[309]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thy righteousness, O Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Alone can cover me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No righteousness avails</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Save that which is of Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To whom, save Thee, who canst alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Bonar, 1857.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_330">330</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Mystery of Love Divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That thought and thanks o’erpowers!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus, was our portion Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And is Thy portion ours?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Emmanuel, didst Thou take our place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To set us in Thine own?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Didst Thou our low estate embrace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To lift us to Thy throne?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Didst Thou fulfil each righteous deed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s perfect will express,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we, th’ unfaithful ones, might plead</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy perfect faithfulness?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. On Thy pure soul did dread and gloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In that drear garden rise?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are ours the brightness and the bloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Thine own Paradise?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. For Thee the Father’s hidden face?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thee the bitter cry?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For us the Father’s endless grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The song of victory?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Our load of sin and misery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Didst Thou, the Sinless, bear?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy spotless robe of purity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Do we, the sinners, wear?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_310">[310]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Lord Jesus, is it even so?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have we been lovèd thus?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What love can we on Thee bestow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who hast exchanged with us?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Thou, who our very place didst take,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dwell in our very heart.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou, who Thy portion ours dost make,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thyself, Thyself, impart.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. H. Gill, 1864.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="SANCTIFICATION">SANCTIFICATION.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="OBEDIENCE">OBEDIENCE.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_331">331</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">5, 5, 8, 8, 5, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, still lead on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till our rest be won;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And although the way be cheerless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We will follow calm and fearless.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guide us by Thy hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To our fatherland.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. If the way be drear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If the Foe be near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let no faithless fears o’ertake us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let not faith and hope forsake us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For through many a woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To our home we go.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When we seek relief</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From a long-felt grief;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When temptations come alluring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make us patient and enduring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Show us that bright shore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where we weep no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Jesus, still lead on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till our rest be won.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heavenly Leader, still direct us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still support, control, protect us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till we safely stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In our fatherland.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">L. v. Zinzendorf, 1721; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1853.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_311">[311]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_332">332</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God of my life, whose gracious power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through various deaths my soul hath led;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or turned aside the fatal hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or lifted up my sinking head:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In all my ways Thy hand I own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy ruling providence I see.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O help me still my course to run</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And still direct my path to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whither, O whither should I fly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But to my loving Savior’s breast?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Secure within Thine arms to lie</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And safe beneath Thy wings to rest!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I have no skill the snare to shun;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But Thou, O Christ, my Wisdom art!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I ever into ruin run;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But Thou art greater than my heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Foolish and impotent and blind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lead me a way I have not known;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bring me where I my heaven may find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The heaven of loving Thee alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Enlarge my heart to make Thee room;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Enter and in me ever stay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The crooked then shall straight become;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The darkness shall be lost in day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1740.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_333">333</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us ever walk with Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Follow His example pure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flee the world, that would deceive us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to sin our soul allure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever in His footsteps treading,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Body here, yet soul above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Full of faith and hope and love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us do the Father’s bidding.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Faithful Lord, abide with me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Savior, lead, I follow Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_312">[312]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let us suffer here with Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His image e’er conform;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaven’s glory soon will please us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sunshine follow on the storm.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Having sown in tears, in gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We shall reap. With patient cheer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let us hope and, void of fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bide the turning of our sadness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ, I suffer here with Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There, oh, share Thy joy with me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let us also die with Jesus.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His death from the second death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From our soul’s destruction, frees us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Quickens us with life’s glad breath.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us mortify, while living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Flesh and blood and die to sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the grave that shuts us in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall but prove the gate to heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, here I die to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There to live eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let us also live with Jesus;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Since He’s risen from the dead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Must the conquered grave release us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, Thou art now our Head,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We Thy body’s cherished members.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Thou livest, live shall we;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Own us evermore to be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dearest Friend, Thy loved brethren.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, here I live to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yonder, too, eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. v. Birken, 1652; J. A. Rimbach, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_334">334</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, follow Me, the Savior spake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All in My way abiding;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deny yourselves, the world forsake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Obey My call and guiding;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O bear the cross, whate’er betide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take My example for your guide.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_313">[313]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I am the Light, I light the way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A virtuous life displaying;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who comes to Me and follows, aye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I lead from his dark straying.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am the Way, and well I show</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How men should sojourn here below.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My heart in lowliness abounds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul with love is glowing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from My mouth are words and sounds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of meekness overflowing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart, My mind, My strength, My all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God I yield, on Him I call.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I teach you to avoid and flee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What harms your soul’s salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your heart to purify and free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From sin’s abomination.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your Rock and Fortress e’er am I</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead you to the life on high.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. But if too hot you find the fray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I, at your side, stand ready;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I fight Myself, I lead the way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At all times firm and steady.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A coward he who will not heed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the chief Captain takes the lead.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Who seeks to find his soul’s welfare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Without Me, he shall lose it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But who to lose it may appear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In God shall introduce it.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who bears no cross nor follows hard,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deserves not Me nor My reward.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Then let us follow our dear Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bear the cross appointed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, bravely cleaving to His Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In suffering be undaunted.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who has not stood the battle’s strain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The crown of life shall ne’er obtain.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Scheffler, 1668; C. W. Schaeffer, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_314">[314]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_335">335</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, I my cross have taken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All to leave and follow Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Destitute, despised, forsaken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou from hence my All shalt be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Perish every fond ambition,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All I’ve sought or hoped or known;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet how rich is my condition!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God and heaven are still my own.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let the world despise and leave me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They have left my Savior too;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Human hearts and looks deceive me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art not, like them, untrue.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And while Thou shalt smile upon me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God of wisdom, love, and might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foes may hate and friends may shun me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Show Thy face, and all is bright.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Go, then, earthly fame and treasure!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thy service, pain is pleasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thy favor, loss is gain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I have called Thee Abba, Father!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I have stayed my heart on Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All must work for good to me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Man may trouble and distress me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Twill but drive me to Thy breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life with trials hard may press me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, ’tis not in grief to harm me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While Thy love is left to me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, ’twere not in joy to charm me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Were that joy unmixed with Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Take, my soul, thy full salvation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rise o’er sin and fear and care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy to find in every station,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Something still to do or bear.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_315">[315]</span><div class="verse indent0">Think what Spirit dwells within thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What a Father’s smile is thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What a Savior died to win thee,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Haste, then, on from grace to glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Armed by faith and winged by prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s own hand shall guide thee there.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon shall close thy earthly mission,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hope soon change to glad fruition,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Faith to sight and prayer to praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. F. Lyte, 1824.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_336">336</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy Father! Thou hast taught me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I should live to Thee alone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Year by year Thy hand hath brought me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On through dangers oft unknown.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I wandered, Thou hast found me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When I doubted, sent me light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still Thine arm has been around me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All my paths were in Thy sight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In the world will foes assail me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Crafty, stronger far than I;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the strife will never fail me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Well I know, before I die.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore, Lord, I come, believing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou canst give the power I need,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through the prayer of faith receiving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strength, the Spirit’s strength, indeed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I would trust in Thy protecting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wholly rest upon Thine arm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Follow wholly Thy directing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou mine only Guard from harm!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep me from mine own undoing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me turn to Thee when tried;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still my footsteps, Father, viewing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep me ever at Thy side.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. M. Neale, 1842, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_316">[316]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_337">337</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, I follow on,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Guided by Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seeing not yet the hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That leadeth me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hushed be my heart and still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fear I no further ill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only to meet Thy will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My will shall be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Riven the rock for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thirst to relieve,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Manna from heaven falls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fresh every eve;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never a want severe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Causeth my eye a tear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Thou dost whisper near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Only believe!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Often to Marah’s brink</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have I been brought;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shrinking the cup to drink,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help I have sought;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with the prayer’s ascent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus the branch hath rent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quickly relief hath sent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweetening the draught.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Savior, I long to walk</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Closer with Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Led by Thy guiding hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Constantly near Thy side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quickened and purified,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Living for Him who died</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Freely for me.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. S. Robinson, 1862.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_338">338</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou who wouldst not have</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One wretched sinner die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who diedst Thyself my soul to save</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From endless misery,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_317">[317]</span><div class="verse indent0">Teach me my course to run,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While yet I sojourn here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That when Thou comest on Thy throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I may with joy appear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou art Thyself the Way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thyself in me reveal;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So shall I pass my life’s short day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Obedient to Thy will;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So shall I love my God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Because He first loved me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And praise Thee in Thy bright abode</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1749, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_339">339</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we Thy precepts, Lord, fulfil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And do on earth our Father’s will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As angels do above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still walk in Christ, the living Way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all Thy children and obey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The law of Christian love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. So may we join Thy name to bless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy grace adore, Thy power confess,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From sin and strife to flee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One is our calling, one our name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The end of all our hopes the same,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A crown of life with Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Spirit of Life, of Love and Peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unite our hearts, our joy increase,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy gracious help supply.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To each of us the blessing give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Christian fellowship to live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In joyful hope to die.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Edward Osler, 1836, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_318">[318]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_340">340</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pilgrim through this barren land;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am weak, but Thou art mighty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hold me with Thy powerful hand:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Bread of heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Feed me till I want no more!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Open now the crystal fountain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whence the healing streams do flow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the fiery, cloudy pillar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lead me all my journey through:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Strong Deliverer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou still my Strength and Shield!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When I tread the verge of Jordan,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bid my anxious fears subside;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death of death and hell’s Destruction,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Land me safe on Canaan’s side:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Songs of praises</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will ever give to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Wm. Williams, 1745; P. Williams, tr., 1771.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_341">341</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The man is ever blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who shuns the sinners’ ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Among their counsels never stands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor takes the scorners’ place;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But makes the Law of God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His study and delight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amid the labors of the day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And watches of the night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He like a tree shall thrive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With waters near the root;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fresh as the leaf his name shall live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His works are heavenly fruit.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_319">[319]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Not so th’ ungodly race,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They no such blessings find;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before the driving wind.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. How will they bear to stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before that judgment-seat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where all the saints at Christ’s right hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In full assembly meet?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. He knows and He approves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The way the righteous go;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But sinners and their works shall meet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A dreadful overthrow.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_342">342</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O that the Lord would guide my ways</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To keep His statutes still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O that my God would grant me grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To know and do His will!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Order my footsteps by Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make my heart sincere;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let sin have no dominion, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But keep my conscience clear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Assist my soul, too apt to stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A stricter watch to keep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And should I e’er forget Thy way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Restore Thy wandering sheep.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Make me to walk in Thy commands,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis a delightful road,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor let my head or heart or hands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Offend against my God.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_320">[320]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_343">343</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, from all eternity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy Son Thou didst elect me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore, Father, graciously</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my course to heaven direct me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Send to me Thy Holy Spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That His gifts I may inherit.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Though alive, I’m dead in sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To all good things lost by nature;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy Ghost, change me within,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make of me a new-born creature;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the flesh deserves damnation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And can never gain salvation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Drive away the gloomy night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of my sinful meditation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quench all thoughts that are not right,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Reason hold in limitation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that I from Thee with yearning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wisdom always may be learning.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. All desires and thoughts of mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From my youth, are only evil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Save me by Thy power divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From myself and from the devil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give me strength in ample measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Both to will and do Thy pleasure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Such a heart create in me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That in Thee, O God, believing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At the base iniquity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of my sins I may be grieving;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when hours of woe betide me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the wounds of Jesus hide me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. As a branchlet in the Vine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my blessed Lord, implant me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever of my Head divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To remain a member grant me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, let Him, my Lord and Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be my Life and Love forever!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_321">[321]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Faith and hope and charity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Graciously, O Father, give me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be my Guardian constantly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That no devil e’er may grieve me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant me humbleness and gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace and patience in my sadness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Help me speak what’s right and just,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And keep silence on occasion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me pray, Lord, as I must;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me bear my tribulation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me die and let my spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Everlasting life inherit.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Neumann, 1680; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_344">344</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How can I thank Thee, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For all Thy loving-kindness?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast so long a time</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Had patience with my blindness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When dead in many sins</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And trespasses I lay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And kindled, holy God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine anger every day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lord, Thou hast shown to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Divine commiseration:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I persevered in sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But Thou in great compassion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I did resist Thee, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Deferring to repent;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou didst defer Thy wrath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And instant punishment.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. It is Thy work alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That now I am converted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy power o’er Satan’s work</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In me Thou hast asserted;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_322">[322]</span><div class="verse indent0">Thy mercy, that doth reach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unto the clouds, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Did break my stony heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By Thine almighty Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Though able to offend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee, Lord, by sin and failing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still to regain Thy grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My strength was unavailing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though I could fall from grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And choose the way of sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I had no strength to rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A new life to begin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. But Thou hast raised me up</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with divine compassion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast shown me, Lord, the way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That leadeth to salvation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I thank Thee, Lord, that now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My former sins I hate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And freely—not from fear—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dead works abominate.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. That I may not backslide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But life in heaven inherit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant me, while here I live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, Thy Holy Spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That He may give me strength</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In mine infirmity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And e’er renew my heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To serve Thee willingly.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O guide and lead me, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While here below I wander;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that I follow Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Guide and my Commander.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For if I lead myself,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I soon am led astray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But if Thou leadest me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I do my duty aye.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_323">[323]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. O Father, God of Love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hear now my supplication!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus, Son of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O grant me Thy salvation!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou, O Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Always abide with me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may serve Thee here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And there eternally!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. Gesenius, c. 1647; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="CONSECRATION">CONSECRATION.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_345">345</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, what return has God, thy Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For all He gives thee day by day?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O hast thou in thy gift a favor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That can delight and please Him?—say!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The best of offerings He requires;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give Him thy heart with its desires.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Give God His own if aught thou’rt giving;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Say, soul, to whom belongs thy heart?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can Satan, he who hates the living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or any creature claim a part?—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee alone I will assign,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, my heart and all that’s mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Accept the gift which Thou requirest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The first-fruits of my heart, O God!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The offerings Thou so much desirest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For which Thy Son paid with His blood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee alone I now resign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart, to be forever Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Whom should I give my heart’s affection</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But Thee, who givest Thine to faith?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy fervent love is my protection;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, Thou hast loved me unto death.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart with Thine shall ever be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One heart throughout eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. F. Lochner, c. 1673.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_324">[324]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_346">346</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, Thou faithful God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou Fount that ever flowest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Without whom nothing is,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who all good gifts bestowest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A pure and healthy frame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O give me and within</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A conscience free from blame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A soul unhurt by sin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And grant me, Lord, to do,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With ready heart and willing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er Thou shalt command,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My calling here fulfilling;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To do it when I ought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all my strength; and bless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The work I thus have wrought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou must give success.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O let me never speak</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What bounds of truth exceedeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that no idle word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From out my mouth proceedeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And grant, when in my place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I must and ought to speak,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My words due power and grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor let me wound the weak.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. If dangers gather round,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still keep me calm and fearless;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me to bear the cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When life is dark and cheerless;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me subdue my foe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By words and actions kind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When counsel I would know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Good counsel let me find.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And let me with all men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As far as in me lieth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In peace and friendship live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And if Thy gift supplieth</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_325">[325]</span><div class="verse indent0">Me wealth and honor fair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then this refuse me not,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That naught be mingled there</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of goods unjustly got.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. And if a longer life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be here on earth decreed me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou through many a strife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To age at last wilt lead me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy patience in me shed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Avert all sin and shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And crown my hoary head</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With pure, untarnished fame.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Let me depart this life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Confiding in my Savior;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do Thou my soul receive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That it may live forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let my body have</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A quiet resting-place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beside a Christian’s grave;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let it sleep in peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. And on that solemn day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When all the dead are waking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stretch o’er my grave Thy hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thyself my slumbers breaking;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then let me hear Thy voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Change Thou this earthly frame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bid me aye rejoice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With those who love Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Heermann, 1630.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_347">347</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, forsake me not!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy gracious presence lend me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead Thou Thy helpless child,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Holy Spirit send me</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_326">[326]</span><div class="verse indent0">That I my course may run.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou my Light, my Lot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Staff, my Rock, my Shield,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God, forsake me not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O God, forsake me not!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take not Thy Spirit from me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And suffer not the might</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of sin to overcome me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Increase my feeble faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which Thou Thyself hast wrought;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou my Strength and Power,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God, forsake me not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O God, forsake me not!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, hear my supplication!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In every evil hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me o’ercome temptation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when the Prince of hell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My conscience seeks to blot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou not far from me,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God, forsake me not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O God, forsake me not!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy mercy I’m addressing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Father, God of Love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant me Thy heavenly blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To do the duty which</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To me Thou didst allot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To do what pleaseth Thee,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God, forsake me not!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O God, forsake me not!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, I am Thine forever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant me true faith in Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant that I leave Thee never;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant me a blessed end</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When my good fight is fought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me in life and death,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God, forsake me not!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. Franck, † 1725; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_327">[327]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_348">348</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, who formedst me to wear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The image of Thy Godhead here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who soughtest me with tender care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all my wand’rings wild and drear,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, I give myself to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine ever, only Thine, to be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Love, who ere life’s earliest dawn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On me Thy choice hast gently laid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, who here as man wast born</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And like to us in all things made,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, I give myself to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine ever, only Thine, to be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Love, who once in time wast slain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pierced through and through with bitter woe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, who, wrestling thus, didst gain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That we eternal joy might know,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, I give myself to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine ever, only Thine, to be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Love, of whom in truth and light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Word and Spirit, life and power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose heart was bared to them that smite,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To shield us in our trial hour,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, I give myself to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine ever, only Thine, to be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O Love, who thus hast bound me fast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Beneath that gentle yoke of Thine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love, who hast conquered me at last,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Enrapturing this heart of mine,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, I give myself to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine ever, only Thine, to be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O Love, who lovest me for aye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who for my soul dost ever plead;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, who didst my ransom pay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who for me e’er dost intercede,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, I give myself to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine ever, only Thine, to be.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_328">[328]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O Love, who once shalt bid me rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From out this dying life of ours;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, who once above yon skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Love, I give myself to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine ever, only Thine, to be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Scheffler, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_349">349</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee will I love, my Hope, my Joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee will I love with all my power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With ardor time shall ne’er destroy.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee will I love, O Light Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So long as life is mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thee will I love, my Life, my Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who art my best and truest Friend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee will I love and praise forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For never shall Thy kindness end;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee will I love with all my heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou my Bridegroom art.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Alas! that I so late have known Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who art the Fairest and the Best,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor sooner for my Lord could own Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our highest Good, our only Rest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now bitter shame and grief I prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er this my tardy love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I wandered long in willing blindness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I sought Thee, but I found Thee not;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For still I shunned Thy beams of kindness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The creature-light filled all my thought.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if at last I see Thee now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twas Thou to me didst bow!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_329">[329]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I thank Thee, Jesus, Sun from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose shining hath brought light to me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I thank Thee, who hast richly given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All that could make me glad and free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I thank Thee that my soul is healed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By what Thy lips revealed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O keep me watchful, then, and humble</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And suffer me no more to stray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Uphold me when my feet would stumble,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor let me loiter by the way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fill all my nature with Thy light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Radiance strong and bright!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O teach me, Lord, to love Thee truly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With soul and body, head and heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And grant me grace that I may duly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Practise fore’er love’s sacred art;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that my every thought may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Directed e’er to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Thee will I love, my Crown of gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee will I love, my God and Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amid the darkest depths of sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Not for the hope of high reward,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thine own sake, O Light Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So long as life is mine.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Scheffler, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1863.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_350">350</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Renew me, O eternal Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let my heart and soul be bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Illumined with the light of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That issues from Thy holy face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Destroy in me the lust of sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all impureness make me clean;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O grant me power and strength, my God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To strive against my flesh and blood.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_330">[330]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Create in me a new heart, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That gladly I obey Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And naught but what Thou wilt, desire;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With such new life my soul inspire.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Grant that I only Thee may love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And seek those things which are above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till I behold Thee face to face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Light eternal, through Thy grace.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. F. Ruopp, 1704; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_351">351</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My faith looks up to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Lamb of Calvary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Savior divine!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now hear me while I pray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take all my guilt away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let me from this day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be wholly Thine!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. May Thy rich grace impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strength to my fainting heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My zeal inspire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thou hast died for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, may my love to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure, warm, and changeless be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A living fire!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. While life’s dark maze I tread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And griefs around me spread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou my Guide.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bid darkness turn to day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wipe sorrow’s tears away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor let me ever stray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thee aside.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When ends life’s transient dream,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When death’s cold, sullen stream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall o’er me roll,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest Savior, then, in love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fear and distrust remove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, bear me safe above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A ransomed soul!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ray Palmer, 1830.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_331">[331]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_352">352</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy life was giv’n for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy blood, O Lord, was shed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I might ransomed be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And quickened from the dead.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy life was giv’n for me:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What have I giv’n for Thee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy Father’s home of light.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy rainbow-circled throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were left for earthly night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For wanderings sad and lone.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, all was left for me:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have I left aught for Thee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And Thou hast brought to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Down from Thy home above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Salvation full and free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy pardon and Thy love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great gifts Thou broughtest me:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What have I brought to Thee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Oh, let my life be given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My years for Thee be spent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">World’s fetters all be riven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pain with joy be blent!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou gavest Thyself for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I give myself to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">F. R. Havergal, 1858, abr. and a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_353">353</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, Thy dying love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou gavest me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor should I aught withhold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dear Lord, from Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In love my soul would bow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart fulfil its vow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some off’ring bring Thee now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Something for Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_332">[332]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O’er the blest mercy-seat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pleading for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My feeble faith looks up,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, to Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me the cross to bear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy wondrous love declare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some song to raise or pray’r,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Something for Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Give me a faithful heart—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Likeness to Thee—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That each departing day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Henceforth may see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some work of love begun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some deed of kindness done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some wand’rer sought and won,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Something for Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. All that I am and have—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy gifts so free—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In joy, in grief, through life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dear Lord, for Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when Thy face I see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My ransomed soul shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through all eternity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Something for Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. D. Phelps, 1867.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_354">354</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O for a faith that will not shrink,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though pressed by many a foe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That will not tremble on the brink</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of poverty or woe;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. That will not murmur nor complain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Beneath the chastening rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But in the hour of grief or pain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can lean upon its God;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. A faith that shines more bright and clear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When tempests rage without;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, when in danger, knows no fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In darkness feels no doubt;</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_333">[333]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. That bears unmoved the world’s dread frown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor heeds its scornful smile;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That sin’s wild ocean cannot drown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor Satan’s arts beguile;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. A faith that keeps the narrow way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till life’s last hour is fled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with a pure and heavenly ray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lights up a dying bed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lord, give us such a faith as this,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And then, whate’er may come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We’ll taste, e’en here, the hallowed bliss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of an eternal home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. H. Bathhurst, 1830, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_355">355</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take my life and let it be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take my moments and my days,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let them flow in ceaseless praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Take my hands and let them move</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At the impulse of Thy love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take my feet and let them be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Swift and beautiful for Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Take my voice and let me sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Always, only, for my King;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take my lips and let them be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Filled with messages from Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Take my silver and my gold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not a mite would I withhold;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take my intellect and use</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every power as Thou shalt choose.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Take my will and make it Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It shall be no longer mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take my heart, it is Thine own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It shall be Thy royal throne.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_334">[334]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Take my love, my Lord, I pour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At Thy feet its treasure-store;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take myself, and I will be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever, only, all for Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">F. R. Havergal, 1874.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_356">356</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 7, 7, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who Thy Father’s flock dost keep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe we wake and safe we sleep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Guarded still by Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In Thy promise firm we stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">None can pluck us from Thy hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Speak—we hear—at Thy command</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We will follow Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. By Thy blood our souls were bought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy life salvation wrought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy light our feet are taught,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, to follow Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Father, draw us to Thy Son;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We with joy will follow on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the work of grace is done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And, from sin set free,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. We, in robes of glory dressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Join th’ assembly of the blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gathered to eternal rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the fold with Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Henry Cook, 1868.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="GIVING">GIVING.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_357">357</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord of heaven and earth and sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee all praise and glory be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How shall we show our love to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who givest all?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou didst not spare Thine only Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But gav’st Him for a world undone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And freely with that Blessed One</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou givest all.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_335">[335]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou giv’st the Spirit’s holy dower,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spirit of Life and Love and Power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And dost His sevenfold graces shower</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon us all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For means of grace and hopes of heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What can to Thee, O Lord, be given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who givest all?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. We lose what on ourselves we spend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We have, as treasure without end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who givest all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Repaid a thousandfold will be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then gladly will we give to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who givest all.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Wordsworth, abr., 1863.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_358">358</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of Glory, Thou hast bought us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thy life-blood as the price,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never grudging for the lost ones</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That tremendous sacrifice;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with that hast freely given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Blessings countless as the sand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To th’ unthankful and the evil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thine own unsparing hand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gladly, freely, of Thine own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the sunshine of Thy goodness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Melt our thankless hearts of stone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till our cold and selfish natures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Warmed by Thee, at length believe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That more happy and more blessed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis to give than to receive.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_336">[336]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Wondrous honor hast Thou given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To our humblest charity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thine own mysterious sentence,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Ye have done it unto Me.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can it be, O gracious Master,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou dost deign for alms to sue,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Saying by Thy poor and needy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Give as I have given to you”?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord of Glory, who hast bought us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thy life-blood as the price,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never grudging for the lost ones</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That tremendous sacrifice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give us faith to trust Thee boldly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hope, to stay our souls on Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But oh! best of all Thy graces,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Give us Thine own charity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. S. Alderson, 1868, abr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_359">359</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, lead the way the Savior went,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By lane and cell obscure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let love’s treasures still be spent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like His, upon the poor.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Like Him through scenes of deep distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who bore the world’s sad weight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We, in their crowded loneliness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Would seek the desolate.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For Thou hast placed us side by side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this wide world of ill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that Thy followers may be tried,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The poor are with us still.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Mean are all offerings we can make,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But Thou hast taught us, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If given for the Savior’s sake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They lose not their reward.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. Crosswell, 1831.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_337">[337]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_360">360</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Almighty Father, heav’n and earth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With lavish wealth before Thee bow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those treasures owe to Thee their birth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Creator, Ruler, Giver, Thou.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The wealth of earth, of sky, of sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The gold, the silver, sparkling gem,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The waving corn, the bending tree,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are Thine; to us Thou lendest them.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To Thee, as early morning’s dew,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our praises, alms, and prayer shall rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As rose, when joyous earth was new,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Faith’s patriarchal sacrifice.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. We, Lord, would lay, at Thy behest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The costliest offerings on Thy shrine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But when we give, and give our best,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We only give Thee what is Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O Father, whence all blessings come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Son, Dispenser of God’s store,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Spirit, bear our offerings home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, make them Thine forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. A. Dayman, 1868.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_361">361</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We give Thee but Thine own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whate’er the gift may be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that we have is Thine alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A trust, O Lord, from Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. May we Thy bounties thus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As stewards true receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gladly, as Thou blessest us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee our first-fruits give!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To comfort and to bless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To find a balm for woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To tend the lone and fatherless—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is angels’ work below.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_338">[338]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The captive to release,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God the lost to bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To teach the way of life and peace—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It is a Christlike thing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And we believe Thy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though dim our faith may be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er for Thine we do, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We do it unto Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. W. How, 1858, abr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_362">362</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God of mercy, God of might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In love and pity infinite,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us, as ever in Thy sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To live our life to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And Thou, who cam’st on earth to die</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That fallen man might live thereby,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O hear us, for to Thee we cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In hope, O Lord, to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To feel for those Thy blood hath bought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That every word and deed and thought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May work a work for Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For all are brethren, far and wide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then teach us, whatsoe’er betide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To love them all in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. In sickness, sorrow, want, or care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er it be, ’tis ours to share;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we, where help is needed, there</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Give help as unto Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. And may Thy Holy Spirit move</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All those who live to live in love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till Thou shalt greet in heaven above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All those who give to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. Thring, 1879.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_339">[339]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="TRUST">TRUST.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_363">363</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">All depends on our possessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God’s free love and grace and blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though all earthly wealth depart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who God for his hath taken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid the changing world unshaken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keeps a free, heroic heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He who hitherto hath fed me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to many a joy hath led me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is and ever shall be mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who did so gently school me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who still doth guide and rule me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will not leave me now to pine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Shall I weary me with fretting</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er vain trifles and regretting</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Things that never can remain?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will strive but that to win me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which can shed true rest within me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rest the world must seek in vain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When my heart with longing sickens,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hope again my courage quickens,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For my wish shall be fulfilled.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If it please His will most tender,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul and body I surrender</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unto Him on whom I build.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Well He knows how best to grant me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the longing hopes that haunt me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things have their proper day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I would dictate to Him never;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As God wills, so be it ever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When He wills, I will obey.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. If on earth He bids me linger,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He will guide me with His finger</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through the years that now look dim.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that earth has fleets and changes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As a river onward ranges,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But I rest in peace on Him.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anon., 1673; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_340">[340]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_364">364</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God of Jacob, by whose hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy people still are fed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who through this weary pilgrimage</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hast all our fathers led;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To Thee our humble vows we raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee address our prayer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in Thy kind and faithful breast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Deposit all our care.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Through each perplexing path of life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our wandering footsteps guide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give us each day our daily bread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And raiment fit provide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O spread Thy covering wings around</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till all our wanderings cease</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And at our Father’s loved abode</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our souls arrive in peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. To Thee, as to our covenant God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We’ll our whole selves resign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thankful own that all we are,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all we have, is Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Philip Doddridge, 1737, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_365">365</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 6, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, hear the voice of my complaint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee I now commend me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not my heart and hope grow faint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But deign Thy grace to send me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">True faith from Thee, my God, I seek,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The faith that loves Thee solely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keeps me lowly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And prompt to aid the weak,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And mark each word that Thou dost speak.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_341">[341]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Yet more from Thee I dare to claim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose goodness is unbounded;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let me ne’er be put to shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My hope be ne’er confounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But e’en in death still find Thee true,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in that hour, else lonely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Trust Thee only,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not aught that I can do;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For such false trust I sore should rue.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O grant that from my very heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My foes be all forgiven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forgive my sins and heal their smart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And grant new life from heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word, that blessed food, bestow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which best the soul can nourish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make it flourish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through all the storms of woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That else my faith might overthrow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Then be the world my foe or friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep me to her a stranger,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy steadfast follower to the end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through pleasure and through danger;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Thee alone comes such high grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No works of ours obtain it</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or can gain it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our pride hath here no place—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This Thy free promise we embrace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Help me, for I am weak; I fight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet scarce can battle longer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I cling but to Thy grace and might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis Thou canst make me stronger;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When sore temptations are my lot</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And tempests round me lower,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Break the power:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So, through deliverance wrought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know that Thou forsak’st me not.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Agricola, 1531; C. Winkworth, 1863, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_342">[342]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_366">366</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 8, 4, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, I love Thee from my heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I pray Thee, ne’er from me depart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With tender mercy cheer me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I scorn the richest earthly lot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en heaven and earth attract me not,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If only Thou be near me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, though my heart be like to break,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou shalt my Trust that naught can shake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Portion and my Comfort be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who by Thy blood hast purchased me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord Jesus Christ!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God and Lord, my God and Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forsake me not who trust Thy Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Yea, Lord, ’twas Thy free bounty gave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My body, soul, and what I have</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this poor life of labor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O grant that I may through Thy grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Use all my powers to show Thy praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And serve and help my neighbor.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all false doctrine keep me, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Satan’s lies and malice ward,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In every cross uphold Thou me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may bear it patiently.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord Jesus Christ!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God and Lord, my God and Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In death Thy comfort still afford.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ah! Lord, let Thy dear angels come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At my last end to bear me home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I may die unfearing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in its narrow chamber keep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My body safe in painless sleep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Until Thy reappearing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And then from death awaken me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That these mine eyes with joy may see,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_343">[343]</span><div class="verse indent0">O Son of God, Thy glorious face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior and my Fount of grace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord Jesus Christ!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My prayer attend, my prayer attend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I will praise Thee without end.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Schalling, c. 1567.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_367">367</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He makes me down to lie</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In pastures green; He leadeth me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The quiet waters by.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My soul He doth restore again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And me to walk doth make</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within the path of righteousness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">E’en for His own name’s sake.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet will I fear no ill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou art with me, and Thy rod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And staff me comfort still.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My table Thou hast furnishèd</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In presence of my foes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My head Thou dost with oil anoint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And my cup overflows.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Goodness and mercy, all my life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall surely follow me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in God’s house forevermore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My dwelling-place shall be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">F. Rous, 1643.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_368">368</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I can read my title clear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To mansions in the skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I bid farewell to every fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wipe my weeping eyes.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_344">[344]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Should earth against my soul engage</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hellish darts be hurled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then I can smile at Satan’s rage</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And face a frowning world.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let cares like a wild deluge come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And storms of sorrow fall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May I but safely reach my home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My God, my heaven, my all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. There shall I bathe my weary soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In seas of heavenly rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And not a wave of trouble roll</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Across my peaceful breast.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_369">369</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My spirit on Thy care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Blest Savior, I recline;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou wilt not leave me to despair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou art Love divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In Thee I place my trust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Thee I calmly rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know Thee good, I know Thee just,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And count Thy choice the best.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whate’er events betide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy will they all perform;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe in Thy breast my head I hide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor fear the coming storm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let good or ill befall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It must be good for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Secure of having Thee in all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of having all in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. F. Lyte, 1834.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_370">370</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 5, 8, 3</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Trusting only Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trusting Thee for full salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Great and free.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_345">[345]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I am trusting Thee for pardon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At Thy feet I bow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thy grace and tender mercy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Trusting now.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I am trusting Thee for cleansing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the crimson flood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trusting Thee to make me holy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By Thy blood.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I am trusting Thee to guide me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou alone shalt lead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every day and hour supplying</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All my need.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I am trusting Thee for power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine can never fail;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Words which Thou Thyself shalt give me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Must prevail.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Never let me fall;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am trusting Thee forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And for all.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">F. R. Havergal, 1874.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_371">371</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee, O dear, dear Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My spirit turns for rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My peace is in Thy favor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My pillow on Thy breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though all the world deceive me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I know that I am Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou wilt never leave me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O blessed Savior mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In Thee my trust abideth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Thee my hope relies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou whose love provideth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For all beneath the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou whose mercy found me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From bondage set me free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And then forever bound me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With threefold cords to Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_346">[346]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My grief is in the dulness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With which this sluggish heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Doth open to the fulness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of all Thou wouldst impart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My joy is in Thy beauty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of holiness divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My comfort in the duty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That binds my life in Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Alas, that I should ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have failed in love to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The only One who never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forgot or slighted me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, for a heart to love Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">More truly as I ought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And nothing place above Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In deed or word or thought!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Oh, for that choicest blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of living in Thy love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thus on earth possessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The peace of heaven above!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, for the bliss that by it</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The soul securely knows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The holy calm and quiet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of faith’s serene repose!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. S. B. Monsell, 1863.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_372">372</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where’er I go, whate’er my task,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The counsel of my God I ask,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who ruleth all things right;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unless He give both thought and deed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The utmost pains can ne’er succeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And vain must be man’s might.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. For what can all my toil avail?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My care, my watching,—all must fail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unless my God is there.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then let Him order all for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As in His will He shall decree;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Him I cast my care.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_347">[347]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For naught can come, as naught has been,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But what my Father has foreseen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And what shall work my good.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er He gives me I will take,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er He chooses I will make</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My choice with thankful mood.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I lean upon His mighty arm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which shieldeth me from every harm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all calamity.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If in His precepts I shall live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er is useful He will give;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And naught can injure me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. But only may He of His grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The record of my guilt efface</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wipe out all my debt;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though I have sinned, He will not straight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pronounce His judgment, He will wait,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have patience with me yet.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. I travel to a distant land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To serve the post wherein I stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which He hath bid me fill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And He will bless me with His light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may serve His world aright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make me know His will.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. And though through desert wilds I fare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet Jesus Christ is with me there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lord Himself is near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In all my dangers He will come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And He who kept me safe at home</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can keep me safely here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Yes, He will speed me on my way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And point me where to go and stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And help me still and lead;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me in health and safety live</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And time and wind and weather give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And whatsoe’er I need.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_348">[348]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. His holy angel being near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My enemies I need not fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For He protects me well;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I owe it to my faithful Guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who never yet hath left my side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I in peace may dwell.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. When late at night my sleep I take,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When early in the morn I wake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At rest, or on my way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In hours of weakness or in bonds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When, vexed with fears, my heart desponds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s Word is e’er my stay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Since, then, my course is traced by Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will not fear that future dim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But go, whate’er befall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Well knowing naught awaits me there</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Too hard for me through Him to bear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Him I’ll conquer all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. To Him myself I wholly give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At His command I die or live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I trust His love and power;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if to-morrow or to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His summons come, I will obey,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He knows the proper hour.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. But if it please that Love most kind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if this voice within my mind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be whispering not in vain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I yet shall praise my God ere long</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In many a sweet and joyful song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When in my home again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. To those I love will He be near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With His consoling light appear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who is my Shield and theirs;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And He will grant beyond our thought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What they and I alike have sought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With tears and fervent prayers.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Fleming, 1642; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_349">[349]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_373">373</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, my Truth, my Way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My sure unerring Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Thee my feeble soul I stay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which Thou wilt lead aright.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My Wisdom and my Guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Counselor Thou art;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let me never leave Thy side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor from Thy paths depart!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou seest my feebleness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, be Thou my Power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Help and Refuge in distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Fortress and my Tower.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Give me to trust in Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be Thou my sure Abode;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Horn and Rock and Buckler be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Savior and my God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Myself I cannot save,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Myself I cannot keep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But strength in Thee I surely have,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose eyelids never sleep.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. My soul to Thee alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now, therefore, I commend.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou, Jesus, having loved Thine own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wilt love me to the end!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1749.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_374">374</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord my Shepherd is,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I shall be well supplied:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since He is mine and I am His,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What can I want beside?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He leads me to the place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where heavenly pasture grows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where living waters gently pass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And full salvation flows.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_350">[350]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. If e’er I go astray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He doth my soul reclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guides me in His own right way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For His most holy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. While He affords His aid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I cannot yield to fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though I should walk through death’s dark shade,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Shepherd’s with me there.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The bounties of Thy love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall crown my following days;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor from Thy house will I remove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor cease to speak Thy praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_375">375</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">11s 4 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What more can He say than to you He hath said,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In every condition,—in sickness, in health,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In poverty’s vale or abounding in wealth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Fear not, I am with Thee, oh, be not dismayed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_351">[351]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When through the deep waters I call thee to go,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. E’en down to old age all My people shall prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will not, I will not, desert to His foes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll never, no never, no never, forsake!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Keen, 1787.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="WARFARE">WARFARE.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_376">376</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fight the good fight with all thy might;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ is thy Strength and Christ thy Right.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lay hold on life, and it shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy joy and crown eternally.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_352">[352]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Run the straight race through God’s good grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lift up thine eyes and seek His face;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life with its way before us lies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ is the Path and Christ the Prize.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Cast care aside; upon thy Guide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lean, and His mercy will provide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lean, and the trusting soul shall prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ is its Life and Christ its Love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Faint not, nor fear, His arms are near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He changeth not, and thou art dear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only believe, and thou shalt see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Christ is all in all to thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. S. B. Monsell, 1863.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_377">377</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye soldiers of the Cross;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lift high His royal banner,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It must not suffer loss.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From victory unto victory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His army shall He lead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till every foe is vanquished</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Christ is Lord indeed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The trumpet call obey;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forth to the mighty conflict</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In this His glorious day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye that are men, now serve Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Against unnumbered foes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let courage rise with danger</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And strength to strength oppose.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand in His strength alone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The arm of flesh will fail you,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye dare not trust your own.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_353">[353]</span><div class="verse indent0">Put on the Gospel armor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Each piece put on with prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where duty calls or danger,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be never wanting there.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The strife will not be long;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This day the noise of battle,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The next, the victor’s song.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To him that overcometh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A crown of life shall be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He with the King of Glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall reign eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. Duffield, 1858.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_378">378</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Am I a soldier of the Cross,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A follower of the Lamb?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shall I fear to own His cause</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or blush to speak His name?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Must I be carried to the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On flowery beds of ease</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While others fought to win the prize</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sailed through bloody seas?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Are there no foes for me to face?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Must I not stem the flood?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is this vile world a friend to grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To help me on to God?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Sure I must fight if I would reign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Increase my courage, Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Supported by Thy Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thy saints, in all this glorious war,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall conquer, though they die;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They see the triumph from afar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With faith’s discerning eye.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_354">[354]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. When that illustrious day shall rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all Thine armies shine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In robes of victory through the skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The glory shall be Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_379">379</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul, be on thy guard;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ten thousand foes arise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hosts of sin are pressing hard</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To draw thee from the skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O watch and fight and pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The battle ne’er give o’er;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Renew it boldly every day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And help divine implore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ne’er think the victory won,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor lay thine armor down;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine arduous work will not be done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till thou receive thy crown.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Fight on, my soul, till death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall bring thee to thy God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’ll take thee at thy parting breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His divine abode.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">George Heath, 1781.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_380">380</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soldiers of Christ, arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And put your armor on;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strong in the strength which God supplies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through His eternal Son.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Strong in the Lord of hosts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in His mighty power.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who in the strength of Jesus trusts</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is more than conqueror.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Stand, then, in His great might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all His strength endued;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But take, to arm you for the fight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The panoply of God:</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_355">[355]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. That, having all things done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all your conflicts past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye may o’ercome through Christ alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And stand entire at last.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. From strength to strength go on,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wrestle and fight and pray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tread all the powers of darkness down</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And win the well-fought day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Still let the Spirit cry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In all His soldiers, “Come,”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till Christ the Lord descends from high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And takes the conquerors home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1749.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_381">381</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rise, my soul, to watch and pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From thy sleep awake thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lest at last the evil day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Suddenly o’ertake thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Foe, Well we know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oft his harvest reapeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While the Christian sleepeth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But first rouse thee and awake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From secure indiff’rence;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Else will follow in its wake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Woe without deliv’rance.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O beware! Soul, take care!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death in sins might find thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere thou look behind thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Wake and watch, or else thy night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ can ne’er enlighten;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far off still will seem the light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That thy path should brighten;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God demands Eyes and hands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Open for the offers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He so richly proffers.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_356">[356]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Watch against the devil’s snares</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lest asleep he find thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For, indeed, no pains he spares</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To deceive and blind thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Satan’s prey Oft are they</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who are soundly sleeping</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And no good watch keeping.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Watch against the world that frowns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Darkly to dismay thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Watch when she thy wishes crowns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Smiling to betray thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Watch and see Thou art free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From false friends that charm thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While they seek to harm thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Watch against thyself, my soul;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See thou do not stifle</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grace that should thy thoughts control</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor with mercy trifle.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pride and sin Lurk within</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All thy hopes to scatter;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">List not when they flatter.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. But while watching, also see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That thou pray unceasing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Lord must make thee free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strength and faith increasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So to do Service true.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not sloth enslave thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pray, and He will save thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Yea, indeed, He bids us pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Promising to hear us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’er to be our Staff and Stay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever to be near us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere we plead Will He heed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strengthen, keep, defend us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And deliv’rance send us.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_357">[357]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Courage, then, for all things must</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Work for good and bless us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If we but in prayerful trust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His Son address us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For He will Richly fill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And His Spirit send us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who to Him commend us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Therefore let us watch and pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever without ceasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For we know with every day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dangers are increasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the end Doth impend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the trumpet calleth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth in ruins falleth.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. B. Freystein, 1704.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_382">382</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye servants of the Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Each in his office wait,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Observant of His heavenly Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And watchful at His gate.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let all your lamps be bright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And trim the golden flame;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gird up your loins, as in His sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For awful is His name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Watch! ’tis your Lord’s command;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And while we speak, He’s near.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mark the first signal of His hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ready all appear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O happy servant he</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In such a posture found!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He shall his Lord with rapture see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And be with honor crowned.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Philip Doddridge, 1755.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_358">[358]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="RESIGNATION">RESIGNATION.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_383">383</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, as Thou wilt, deal Thou with me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No other wish I cherish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In life and death I cling to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, let me not perish!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let but Thy grace ne’er from me part,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Else as Thou wilt; grant patient heart:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy will the best is ever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grant honor, truth, prosperity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And love Thy Word to ponder;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">False doctrines, Lord, keep far from me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And grant both here and yonder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What serves my everlasting bliss;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Preserve me from unrighteousness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In all my life and doings.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When at Thy summons I must leave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This world of sin and sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant me Thy grace, Lord, not to grieve,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But to depart with gladness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My spirit I commend to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, a blessed end give me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through Jesus Christ;—yea. Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Melissander, 1574.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_384">384</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy way, not mine, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">However dark it be!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead me by Thine own hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Choose out my path for me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I dare not choose my lot;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I would not if I might.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Choose Thou for me, my God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So shall I walk aright.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The kingdom that I seek</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is Thine; so let the way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That leads to it be Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Else I must surely stray.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_359">[359]</span><div class="verse indent0">Take Thou my cup and it</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With joy or sorrow fill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As best to Thee may seem;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Choose Thou my good and ill.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Choose Thou for me my friends,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My sickness or my health;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Choose Thou my cares for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My poverty or wealth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not mine, not mine, the choice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In things or great or small;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou my Guide, my Strength,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Wisdom and my All.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Bonar, 1857.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_385">385</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">What is the world to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all its vaunted pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Thou, and Thou alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord Jesus, art my Treasure!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou only, dearest Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul’s Delight shalt be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art my Peace, my Rest,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is the world to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The world is like the smoke,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A fleeting exhalation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A shadow faint and dim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of very short duration.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Jesus doth abide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though all things fade and flee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My everlasting Rock,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is the world to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The world strives to be praised</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And honored by the mighty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor will at all reflect</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How frail they are and flighty.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But what I glory in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Above all things is He,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Jesus, He alone,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is the world to me!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_360">[360]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The world seeks after wealth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And unto Mammon offers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its all, content if gold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is hoarded in its coffers.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know a higher good,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which e’er my joy shall be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Jesus is my Wealth,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is the world to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The world is sorely grieved</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whenever it is slighted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As though an enemy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its honor would have blighted.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, I bear Thy reproach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While thus it pleaseth Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’m honored by my Lord,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is the world to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The world cannot extol</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Too highly sinful pleasures</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And foolishly resigns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For them the heavenly treasures.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let others love the world</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To please their vanity:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I love the Lord, my God,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is the world to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. What is the world to me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It rapidly must vanish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all its gorgeous pomp</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pale death it cannot banish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its riches pass away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all its joys must flee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Jesus doth abide,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is the world to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. What is the world to me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Jesus is my Treasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Life, my Wealth, my All,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Friend, my Love, my Pleasure,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_361">[361]</span><div class="verse indent0">My heavenly Happiness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Bliss eternally.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once more, then, I would say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What is the world to me!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. M. Pfefferkorn, 1667; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_386">386</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, my Father, while I stray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far from my home, on life’s rough way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O teach me from my heart to say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Thy will be done!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Though dark my path and sad my lot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me be still and murmur not.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or breathe the prayer divinely taught,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Thy will be done!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. What though in lonely grief I sigh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For friends beloved, no longer nigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Submissive still would I reply,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Thy will be done!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Though Thou hast called me to resign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What most I prized, it ne’er was mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I have but yielded what was Thine:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Thy will be done!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Should grief or sickness waste away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My life in premature decay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Father, still I strive to say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Thy will be done!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Let but my fainting heart be blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thy sweet Spirit for its Guest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, to Thee I leave the rest:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Thy will be done!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Renew my will from day to day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blend it with Thine and take away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All that now makes it hard to say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Thy will be done!”</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_362">[362]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Then, when on earth I breathe no more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The prayer, oft mixed with tears before,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll sing upon a happier shore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Thy will be done!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charlotte Elliott, 1834.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_387">387</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6s 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Jesus, as Thou wilt!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Oh, may Thy will be mine!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into Thy hand of love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I would my all resign.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through sorrow or through joy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Conduct me as Thine own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And help me still to say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Lord, Thy will be done.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My Jesus, as Thou wilt!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If needy here and poor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give me Thy people’s bread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their portion rich and sure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The manna of Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let my soul feed upon;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if all else should fail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Lord, Thy will be done.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My Jesus, as Thou wilt!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though seen through many a tear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not my star of hope</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grow dim or disappear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Thou on earth hast wept</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sorrowed oft alone.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If I must weep with Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Lord, Thy will be done.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My Jesus, as Thou wilt!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All shall be well for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each changing future scene</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I gladly trust with Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Straight to my home above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I travel calmly on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sing in life or death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Lord, Thy will be done.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Schmolck, † 1737; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1854.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_363">[363]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_388">388</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest be Thy love, dear Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That taught us this sweet way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only to love Thee for Thyself</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And for that love obey.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Thou, our soul’s chief Hope,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We to Thy mercy fly;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where’er we are Thou canst protect,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whate’er we need, supply.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whether we sleep or wake,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee we both resign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The darkest night is as the day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If Thy light on us shine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Whether we live or die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Both we submit to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In death we live, as well as life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If Thine in death we be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Austin, 1668.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_389">389</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, my best desire fulfil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And help me to resign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life, health, and comfort to Thy will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make Thy pleasure mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Why should I shrink at Thy command,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose love forbids my fears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or tremble at the gracious hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That wipes away my tears?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. No, rather let me freely yield</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What most I prize to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who never hast a good withheld,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor wilt withhold, from me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thy favor, all my journey through,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art engaged to grant;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What else I want, or think I do,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis better still to want.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. Cowper, 1779.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_364">[364]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="CATECHISM">CATECHISM.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_390">390</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, grant that we e’er pure retain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The catechismal doctrine plain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Luther taught the heavenly truth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In simple words to tender youth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. That we Thy holy Law may know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And mourn our sin and all its woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And yet believe in Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Spirit, Three in One.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. That we on Thee, our Father, call,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who canst and wilt give help to all;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That as Thy children we may live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom Thou in Baptism didst receive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. That, if we fall, we rise again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Repentingly confess our sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And take the Sacrament in faith.—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amen. God grant a happy death!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">L. Helmbold, 1577; M. Loy, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="LAW">LAW.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_391">391</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 7, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">That man a godly life might live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God did these Ten Commandments give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By His true servant Moses, high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon the Mount Sinai.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I am thy God and Lord alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No other god beside Me own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Put thy whole confidence in Me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And love Me e’er cordially.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. By idle word and speech profane</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take not My holy name in vain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And praise but that as good and true</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which I Myself say and do.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_365">[365]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Hallow the day which God hath blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That thou and all thy house may rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep hand and heart from labor free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That God may so work in thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Give to thy parents honor due,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be dutiful, and loving too,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And help them when their strength decays,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So shalt thou have length of days.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. In sinful wrath thou shalt not kill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor hate, nor render ill for ill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be patient and of gentle mood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to thy foe do thou good.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Be faithful to thy marriage vows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy heart give only to thy spouse;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy life keep pure, and lest thou sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Use temp’rance and discipline.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Steal not; all usury abhor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor wring their life-blood from the poor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But open wide thy loving hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all the poor in the land.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Bear not false witness nor belie</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy neighbor by foul calumny;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Defend his innocence from blame;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With charity hide his shame.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Thy neighbor’s house desire thou not,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His wife, nor aught that he hath got,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But wish that his such good may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As thy heart doth wish for thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_366">[366]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. God these commandments gave, therein</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To show thee, child of man, thy sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make thee also well perceive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How man unto God should live.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Help us, Lord Jesus Christ, for we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A Mediator have in Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our works cannot salvation gain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They merit but endless pain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_392">392</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 7, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wilt thou, O man, live happily</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And dwell with God eternally?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Ten Commandments keep, for thus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our God Himself biddeth us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I am thy Lord and God; take heed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lest other gods do thee mislead.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy heart shall trust alone in Me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou shalt My own kingdom be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Honor My name in word and deed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And call on Me in time of need.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hallow the Sabbath that I may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Work in thy heart on that day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Obedient always, next to Me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To father and to mother be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Kill no man, but to wrath be slow.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be true to thy marriage vow.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Steal not nor do thy neighbor wrong</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By bearing witness with false tongue.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy neighbor’s wife desire thou not</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor grudge him aught he hath got.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Have mercy, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1525; R. Massie, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_367">[367]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="CREED">CREED.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_393">393</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We all believe in one true God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Present Helper in all need,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praised by all the heavenly host,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By whose mighty power alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All is made and wrought and done.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And we believe in Jesus Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Son of God and Mary’s Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who from heaven above came down</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And leads us to heaven’s throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By whose blood and death are we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rescued from all misery.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And we confess the Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who from both fore’er proceeds;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who upholds and comforts us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the midst of fears and needs.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest and holy Trinity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise forever be to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. Clausnitzer, † 1684.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_394">394</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8s 10 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We all believe in one true God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Maker of the earth and heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father, who to us in love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath the claim of children given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He in soul and body feeds us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All we want His hand provides us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through all snares and perils leads us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watches that no harm betides us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He cares for us by day and night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All things are governed by His might.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And we believe in Jesus Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His own Son, our Lord, possessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">An equal Godhead, throne, and might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through whom comes the Father’s blessing:</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_368">[368]</span><div class="verse indent0">Conceived of the Holy Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Born of Mary, virgin-mother,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That lost man might life inherit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Made true man, our Elder Brother,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was crucified for sinful men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And raised by God to life again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. We in the Holy Ghost believe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who sweet grace and comfort giveth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with the Father and the Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In eternal glory liveth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who the Christian Church doth even</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep in unity of spirit.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sins are truly here forgiven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through the blest Redeemer’s merit.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All flesh shall rise again, and we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall live with God eternally. Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1525.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="PRAYER">PRAYER.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_395">395</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">What a Friend we have in Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All our sins and griefs to bear!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What a privilege to carry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Everything to God in prayer!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, what peace we often forfeit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Oh, what needless pain we bear,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All because we do not carry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Everything to God in prayer!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Have we trials and temptations?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is there trouble anywhere?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We should never be discouraged,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take it to the Lord in prayer.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can we find a Friend so faithful,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who will all our sorrows share?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus knows our every weakness,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take it to the Lord in prayer.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_369">[369]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Are we weak and heavy-laden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cumbered with a load of care?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Precious Savior, still our Refuge,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take it to the Lord in prayer.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take it to the Lord in prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou wilt find a solace there.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Joseph Scriven, 1855.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_396">396</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Father, Thou in heaven above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who biddest us to dwell in love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As brothers of one family,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And cry for all we need to Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us to mean the words we say</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from our inmost heart to pray.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy name be hallowed! Help us, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To keep in purity Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead according to Thy name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A holy life, untouched by blame.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let no false teachings do us hurt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All poor, deluded souls convert.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy kingdom come! Thine let it be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In time and through eternity!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, let Thy Holy Spirit dwell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With us to rule and guide us well.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Satan’s mighty power and rage</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Preserve Thy Church from age to age.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thy will be done on earth, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As where in heaven Thou art adored!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Patience in time of grief bestow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Obedience in weal and woe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our sinful flesh and blood control</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That thwart Thy will within the soul.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_370">[370]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Give us this day our daily bread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all that for this life we need;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From war and strife be our Defense,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From famine and from pestilence,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may live in godly peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unvexed by cares and avarice.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lord, all our trespasses forgive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That they our hearts no more may grieve,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As we forgive their trespasses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who unto us have done amiss.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus let us dwell in charity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And serve each other willingly.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Into temptation lead us not;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when the Foe doth war and plot</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Against our souls on every hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then, armed with faith, O may we stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Against him as a valiant host,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through comfort of the Holy Ghost.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. From evil, Lord, deliver us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The times and days are perilous.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Redeem us from eternal death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when we yield our dying breath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Console us, grant us calm release,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And take our souls to Thee in peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Amen! that is, So let it be!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Confirm our faith continually</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may doubt not, but believe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That what we ask we shall receive;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus in Thy name and at Thy word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We say: Amen; O hear us, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1539.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_397">397</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our heavenly Father, hear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The prayer we offer now;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy name be hallowed far and near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee all nations bow.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_371">[371]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy kingdom come; Thy will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On earth be done in love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As saints and seraphim fulfil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy holy will above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Our daily bread supply</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While by Thy word we live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The guilt of our iniquity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forgive as we forgive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. From dark temptation’s power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Satan’s wiles defend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deliver in the evil hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And guide us to the end.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thine shall forever be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory and power divine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The scepter, throne, and majesty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of heaven and earth are Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1825.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_398">398</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Uttered or unexpressed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The motion of a hidden fire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That trembles in the breast.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Prayer is the burden of a sigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The falling of a tear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The upward glancing of an eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When none but God is near.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Prayer is the simplest form of speech</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That infant lips can try;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prayer the sublimest strains that reach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Majesty on high.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Prayer is the contrite sinner’s voice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Returning from his ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While angels in their songs rejoice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And cry, “Behold, he prays!”</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_372">[372]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Prayer is the Christian’s vital breath.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Christian’s native air,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His watchword at the gate of death,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He enters heaven with prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The saints in prayer appear as one</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In word and deed and mind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While with the Father and the Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweet fellowship they find.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Nor prayer is made by man alone,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Holy Spirit pleads,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Jesus on th’ eternal throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For sinners intercedes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. O Thou, by whom we come to God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Life, the Truth, the Way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The path of prayer Thyself hast trod,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, teach us how to pray!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1818.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_399">399</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Jesus answers prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There humbly fall before His feet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For none can perish there.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thy promise is my only plea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With this I venture nigh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou callest burdened souls to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And such, O Lord, am I.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Bowed down beneath a load of sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By Satan sorely pressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By wars without and fears within,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I come to Thee for rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That, sheltered near Thy side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I may my fierce Accuser face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And tell him Thou hast died.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_373">[373]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O wondrous Love, to bleed and die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To bear the cross and shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That guilty sinners such as I</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Might plead Thy gracious name!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Newton, 1779.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="BAPTISM">BAPTISM.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_400">400</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Baptized into Thy name most holy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I claim a place, though weak and lowly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Among Thy seed, Thy chosen host.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Buried with Christ and dead to sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Spirit now shall live within.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My loving Father, Thou dost take me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To be henceforth Thy child and heir;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My faithful Savior, Thou dost make me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The fruit of all Thy sorrows share;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou, Holy Ghost, wilt comfort me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When darkest clouds around I see.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And I have vowed to fear and love Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to obey Thee, Lord, alone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I felt Thy Holy Spirit move me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And freely pledged myself Thine own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Renouncing sin to keep the faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And war with evil unto death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My faithful God, Thou failest never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy covenant surely will abide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O cast me not away forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Should I transgress it on my side;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If I have sore my soul defiled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet still forgive, restore Thy child.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Yea, all I am and love most dearly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee I offer new the whole;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O let me make my vows sincerely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take full possession of my soul;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let naught within me, naught I own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Serve any will but Thine alone.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_374">[374]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Depart, depart, thou Prince of Darkness!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No more by thee I’ll be enticed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mine is indeed a tarnished conscience,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But sprinkled with the blood of Christ.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Away, vain world! O sin, away!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! I renounce you all this day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. And never let my purpose falter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But keep me faithful to Thine altar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till Thou shalt call me from my post;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So unto Thee I’ll live and die</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And praise Thee evermore on high.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. J. Rambach, † 1735; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_401">401</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Jordan came our Lord, the Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To do God’s pleasure willing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there was by Saint John baptized,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All righteousness fulfilling;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There did He consecrate a bath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To wash away transgression</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And quench the bitterness of death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By His own blood and Passion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He would a new life give us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. So hear ye all and well perceive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What God doth call a Baptism</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And what a Christian should believe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who error shuns and schism:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we should water use the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Declareth is His pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not simple water, but the Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Spirit without measure;—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is the true Baptizer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To show us this, He hath His Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With signs and symbols given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Jordan’s banks was plainly heard</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Father’s voice from heaven:</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_375">[375]</span><div class="verse indent0">“This is My well-beloved Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In whom My soul delighteth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear Him!” Yea, hear Him, every one,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom He Himself inviteth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear and obey His teaching!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. In tender manhood God the Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Jordan’s water standeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Holy Ghost from heaven’s throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In dovelike form descendeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That thus the truth be not denied,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor should our faith e’er waver,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That all three Persons do preside</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At Baptism’s holy laver</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And dwell with the believer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thus Jesus His disciples sent:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Go, teach ye every nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, lost in sin, they must repent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And flee from condemnation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He that believes and is baptized</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall thereby have salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A new-born man he is in Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From death free and damnation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He shall inherit heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Who in this mercy hath not faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor aught therein discerneth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is yet in sin, condemned to death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And fire that ever burneth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His holiness avails him not,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor aught which he is doing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His inborn sin brings all to naught</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And maketh sure his ruin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Himself he cannot succor.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. The eye of sense alone is dim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And nothing sees but water;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faith sees Christ Jesus and in Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lamb ordained for slaughter;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_376">[376]</span><div class="verse indent0">It sees the cleansing fountain, red</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the dear blood of Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which from the sins, inherited</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From fallen Adam, frees us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from our own misdoings.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_402">402</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blessed Jesus, here we stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Met to do as Thou hast spoken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And this child, at Thy command,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now we bring to Thee in token</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That to Christ it here is given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For of such shall be Thy heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Yes, Thy warning voice is plain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And we would obey it duly:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“He who is not born again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heart and life renewing truly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Born of water and the Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will My kingdom ne’er inherit.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Therefore hasten we to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take the pledge we bring, O take it!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us here Thy glory see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And in tender pity make it</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now Thy child and leave it never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine on earth and Thine forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Wash it, Jesus, in Thy blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the sin-stain of its nature;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let it rise from out this flood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Clothed in Thee, a new-born creature;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May it, washed as Thou hast bidden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thine innocence be hidden.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Turn its darkness into light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thy grace receive and save it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heal the Serpent’s venomed bite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the font where now we lave it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here let flow a Jordan river</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from leprosy deliver.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_377">[377]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Make it, Head, Thy member now;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shepherd, take Thy lamb and feed it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prince of Peace, its Peace be Thou;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Way of Life, to heaven lead it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Vine, this branch may nothing sever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Graft by faith in Thee forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Now into Thy heart we pour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Prayers that from our hearts proceeded;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let our sighing heavenward soar,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let our warm desires be heeded.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Write the name we now have given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Write it in the book of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Schmolck, 1704; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_403">403</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now Christ, the very Son of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On sinners sends another flood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is the water which the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has comprehended in the Word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. This flood, to cleanse sin’s leprosy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mere earthly water cannot be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But water and God’s gracious Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Conjoined, this saving bath afford.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. “Go ye,” says Christ, “My Word proclaim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Baptize the nations in God’s name;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All who are baptized and believe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My full salvation shall receive.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To be baptized invites the host;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He will be present, though unseen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all their sins to wash them clean.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. So, too, by our repentance, must</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The old man, with his sins and lust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be daily drowned and then arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A new man, righteous, pure, and wise.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_378">[378]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. That by the water and the Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We’re born again, we thank Thee, Lord.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In life and death Thine let us be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thine in all eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">N. Selnecker, 1572; C. H. L. Schuette, tr., 1880.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_404">404</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">This child we dedicate to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God of grace and purity!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shield it from sin and threatening wrong</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let Thy love its life prolong.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Oh, may Thy Spirit gently draw</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its willing soul to keep Thy Law!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May virtue, piety, and truth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dawn even with its dawning youth!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. We, too, before Thy gracious sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once shared the blest baptismal rite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And would renew its solemn vow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With love and thanks and praises now.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Grant that with true and faithful heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We still may act the Christian’s part,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cheered by each promise Thou hast given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And laboring for the prize in heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the German. S. Gilman, tr., 1823.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_405">405</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">10, 6, 10, 6, 8, 8, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father of heaven, who hast created all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And rulest all, we pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Look on this babe, who at Thy gracious call</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now enters on life’s way.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, make it Thine; Thy blessing give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That to Thy glory it may live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Father of heav’n!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_379">[379]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Son of God, atoning Lord, behold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We bring this babe to Thee:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take it, O loving Shepherd, to Thy fold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forever Thine to be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Defend it through this earthly strife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lead it on the path of life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Son of God!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Holy Ghost, who broodest o’er the wave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Descend upon this child;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give it undying life, its spirit lave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With waters undefiled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make it evermore to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">An heir of bliss, a shrine for Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Holy Ghost!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Triune God, what Thou hast willed is done;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We speak, but Thine the might.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This babe hath hardly seen our earthly sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet on it pour Thy light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of faith and hope and joyful love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Sun of all below, above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Triune God!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">A. Knapp, 1841; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_406">406</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Savior kindly calls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our children to His breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He folds them in His gracious arms,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Himself declares them blest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. “Let them approach,” He cries,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Nor scorn their humble claim;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heirs of heaven are such as these,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For such as these I came.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. With joy we bring them, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Devoting them to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imploring that, as we are Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine may our offspring be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. U. Onderdonk, 1826.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_380">[380]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_407">407</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stand, soldier of the Cross,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy high allegiance claim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And vow to hold the world but loss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thy Redeemer’s name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Arise and be baptized</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wash thy sins away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy league with God be solemnized,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy faith confessed to-day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. No more thine own, but Christ’s;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all the saints of old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Apostles, seers, evangelists,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And martyr-throngs enrolled:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. In God’s whole armor strong,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Front hell’s embattled powers.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The warfare may be sharp and long,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The victory must be ours.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O bright the conqueror’s crown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The song of triumph sweet.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When faith casts every trophy down</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At our great Captain’s feet!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. H. Bickersteth, 1870, a.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="CONFIRMATION">CONFIRMATION.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_408">408</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me be Thine forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou faithful God and Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me forsake Thee never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor wander from Thy Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, do not let me waver,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But give me steadfastness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And for such grace forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy holy name I’ll bless.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lord Jesus, my Salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Light, my Life divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My only Consolation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O make me wholly Thine!</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_381">[381]</span><div class="verse indent0">For Thou hast dearly bought me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With blood and bitter pain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me, since Thou hast sought me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Eternal life obtain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And Thou, O Holy Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Comforter and Guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that in Jesus’ merit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I always may confide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Him to the end confessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom I have known by faith.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give me Thy constant blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And grant a Christian death.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">N. Selnecker, 1572; M. Loy, tr., a., 1880.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_409">409</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 5, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the hour of trial,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, plead for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lest by base denial</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I depart from Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Thou see’st me waver,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With a look recall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor from fear or favor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Suffer me to fall.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. With forbidden pleasures</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Would this vain world charm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or its sordid treasures</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spread to work me harm.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bring to my remembrance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sad Gethsemane</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or, in darker semblance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cross-crowned Calvary.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Should Thy mercy send me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sorrow, toil, and woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or should pain attend me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On my path below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that I may never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fail Thy hand to see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that I may ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cast my care on Thee.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_382">[382]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When my last hour cometh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fraught with strife and pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When my dust returneth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the dust again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Thy truth relying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through that mortal strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, take me, dying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To eternal life.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1834, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_410">410</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Arm these Thy soldiers, mighty Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With shield of faith and Spirit’s sword.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forth to the battle may they go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And boldly fight against the foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With banner of the Cross unfurled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And by it overcome the world;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And so at last receive from Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The palm and crown of victory.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make Thy servants’ hearts Thy home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May each a living temple be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hallowed forever, Lord, to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enrich that temple’s holy shrine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With sevenfold gifts of grace divine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With wisdom, light, and knowledge bless,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With counsel, strength, fear, godliness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Trinity in Unity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One only God and Persons Three;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In whom, through whom, by whom we live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee we praise and glory give.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O grant us so to use Thy grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may see Thy glorious face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ever with the heavenly host</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Wordsworth, 1862.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_383">[383]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_411">411</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine forever, God of Love!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear us from Thy throne above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine forever may we be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here and in eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thine forever, Lord of Life!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shield us through our earthly strife;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guide us to the realms of day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thine forever! O how blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They who find in Thee their rest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, Guardian, heavenly Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O defend us to the end!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thine forever! Savior, keep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">These Thy frail and trembling sheep!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe alone beneath Thy care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let us all Thy goodness share.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thine forever! Thou our Guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All our wants by Thee supplied,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All our sins by Thee forgiven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Mary F. Maude, 1848.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_412">412</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, accept my heart this day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make it always Thine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I from Thee no more may stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No more from Thee decline.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Before the cross of Him who died,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Behold, I prostrate fall;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let every sin be crucified,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let Christ be all in all!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Adopt me for Thine own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may see Thy glorious face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And worship at Thy throne!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_384">[384]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. May the dear blood, once shed for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My blest atonement prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I from first to last may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The purchase of Thy love!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Let every thought and work and word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee be ever given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then life shall be Thy service, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And death the gate of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Bridges, 1848.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="CONFESSION">CONFESSION.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_413">413</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 4, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My only hope on earth I place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For other comforter is none,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No help have I but in Thy grace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is no man nor creature here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No angel in the heavenly sphere,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who in my need can succor me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I cry to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thee I trust implicitly.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My sin is very sore and great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I mourn beneath its dreadful load;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O free me from this heavy weight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Savior, through Thy precious blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with Thy Father for me plead</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou hast suffered in my stead;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From me the burden then is rolled.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, I lay hold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Thy dear promises of old.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And in Thy mercy now bestow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">True Christian faith on me, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That all the sweetness I may know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which in Thy holy Cross is stored,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love Thee o’er earthly pride or pelf,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And love my neighbor as myself;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when at last is come my end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou my Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Satan’s wiles my soul defend.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_385">[385]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Glory to God in highest heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Father of eternal love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To His dear Son, for sinners given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose watchful grace we daily prove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God the Holy Ghost on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, ever be His comfort nigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And teach us, in His love and fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To please Him here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And serve Him in the heavenly sphere!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Schneesing, 1542; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_414">414</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus sinners doth receive!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O may all this saying ponder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who in sin’s delusions live</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And from God and heaven wander!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This alone sure hope can give—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus sinners doth receive!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We deserve but grief and shame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet His words, rich grace revealing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pardon, peace, and life proclaim;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here their ills have perfect healing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who with humble hearts believe—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus sinners doth receive!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Sheep that from the fold did stray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Every faithful shepherd seeketh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Weary souls that lost their way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ, the Shepherd, seeks and taketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In His arms that they may live—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus sinners doth receive!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Come, ye sinners, one and all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, ye all have invitation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, obey His gracious call,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, accept His free salvation!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firmly in these words believe:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus sinners doth receive!”</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_386">[386]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. I, a sinner, come to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And acknowledge my transgression;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tender mercy show to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant me graciously remission;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let these words my soul relieve:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus sinners doth receive!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Henceforth I need fear no foe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Were as scarlet my transgression,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It shall be as white as snow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By the virtue of Thy Passion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For in these words I believe:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus sinners doth receive!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Now my conscience is at ease,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now I fear no condemnation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who grants me full release</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath atoned for my transgression.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In true faith to Him I cleave,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Jesus sinners doth receive!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Erdmann Neumeister, 1718.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_415">415</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out of the depths I cry to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, hear my lamentation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bend down Thy gracious ear to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And grant my supplication;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For if Thou fix Thy searching eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On all sin and iniquity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who, Lord, can stand before Thee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. But love and grace with Thee prevail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God, our sins forgiving;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The best and holiest deeds must fail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of all before Thee living;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Thee none can boasting stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But all must fear Thy strict demand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And live alone by mercy.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_387">[387]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My hope I rest, then, on the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And build not on my merit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart shall trust His gracious Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His goodness stays my spirit.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His precious Word assureth me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He will my Joy and Comfort be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This is my firm reliance.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And though it tarry till the night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And till the morn appeareth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart still trusteth in His might,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It doubteth not nor feareth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye of the Spirit born indeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wait for your God’s appearing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Though great our sins and sore our woes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His grace much more aboundeth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His helping love no limit knows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our utmost need it soundeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Shepherd is the Lord, and He</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At last shall set His Israel free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From all their sin and sorrow.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1524.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_416">416</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, to Thee I make confession,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I have sinned and gone astray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I have multiplied transgression,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Chosen for myself my way.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Led at last to see my errors,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, I tremble at Thy terrors.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Yet, though conscience’ voice appall me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Father, I will seek Thy face;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though Thy child I dare not call me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet receive me to Thy grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do not for my sins forsake me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not yet Thy wrath o’ertake me.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_388">[388]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For Thy Son hath suffered for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the blood He shed for sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That can heal me and restore me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Quench this burning fire within;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis alone His cross can vanquish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">These dark fears and soothe this anguish.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Then on Him I cast my burden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sink it in the depths below!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me feel Thy gracious pardon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wash me, make me white as snow.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy Spirit leave me never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Make me only Thine forever!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Franck, 1649; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_417">417</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus, Lamb of God, who art</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Life and Comfort of my heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I, wretched sinner, come to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bring so many sins with me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O God, my sinfulness is great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I groan beneath a dreadful weight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet be Thou merciful, I pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take guilt and punishment away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Saint John the Baptist biddeth me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To cast my burden, Lord, on Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Thou hast left Thy heavenly throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That for our sins Thou might’st atone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Help me amend my ways, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And willingly obey Thy Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do always, then, abide with me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when I die, take me to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Helder, 1620; A. Crull, tr., 1880.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_418">418</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With broken heart and contrite sigh,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy pardoning grace is rich and free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, be merciful to me!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_389">[389]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I smite upon my troubled breast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With deep and conscious guilt opprest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ and His Cross my only plea;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, be merciful to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Far off I stand with tearful eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor dare uplift them to the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Thou dost all my anguish see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, be merciful to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Nor alms nor deeds that I have done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can for a single sin atone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Calvary alone I flee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, be merciful to me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And when, redeemed from sin and hell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all the ransomed throng I dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My raptured song shall ever be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God has been merciful to me!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Elven, 1852.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_419">419</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though all my crimes before Thee lie,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold them not with angry look,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But blot their memory from Thy book.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Create my nature pure within,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And form my soul averse to sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy good Spirit ne’er depart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor hide Thy presence from my heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I cannot live without Thy light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cast out and banished from Thy sight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy holy joys, my God, restore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guard me that I fall no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His help and comfort still afford;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let me now come near Thy throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To plead the merits of Thy Son.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_390">[390]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. A broken heart, my God, my King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is all the sacrifice I bring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And save the soul condemned to die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O may Thy love inspire my tongue!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Salvation shall be all my song;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all my powers shall join to bless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_420">420</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Th’ abyss of many a former sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Encloses me and bars me in;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like billows my transgressions roll—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou the Pilot of my soul—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to salvation’s harbor bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Savior and Thou glorious King!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My Father’s heritage abused,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wasted by lust, by sin misused,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To shame and want and misery brought,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The slave to many a fruitless thought:—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I cry to Thee, who lovest men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O pity and receive again!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. In hunger now, no more possest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of that my portion bright and blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The exile and the alien see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who yet would fain return to Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And save me, Lord, who seeks to raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thy dear love the hymn of praise!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. With that saved thief my prayer I make,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Remember for Thy mercy’s sake!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With that poor publican I cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Be merciful, O God most high!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With that lost prodigal I fain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Back to my home would turn again.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_391">[391]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And raise to Christ the contrite prayer:—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou, who freely wast made poor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My sorrows and my sins to cure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Me, poor of all good works, embrace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enriching with Thy boundless grace!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Joseph of the Studium, c. 860; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_421">421</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Alas, my God! my sins are great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My conscience doth upbraid me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And now I find that in my strait</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No man hath power to aid me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And fled I hence in my despair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In some lone spot to hide me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My griefs would still be with me there</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And peace still be denied me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lord, Thee I seek. I merit naught,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet pity and restore me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be not Thy wrath, just God, my lot;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Son hath suffered for me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. If pain and woe must follow sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then be my path still rougher.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here spare me not; if heaven I win,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On earth I gladly suffer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. But curb my heart, forgive my guilt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make Thou my patience firmer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For they must miss the good Thou wilt</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who at Thy chastenings murmur.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Then deal with me as seems Thee best,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy grace will help me bear it,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If but at last I see Thy rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with my Savior share it.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Rutilius, 1604; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_392">[392]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_422">422</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wilt Thou pardon, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A sinner such as I,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Although Thy book his crimes record</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of such a crimson dye?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. So deep are they engraved,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So terrible their fear:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The righteous scarcely shall be saved,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And where shall I appear?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Thou Physician blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make clean my guilty soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And me, by many a sin opprest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Restore and keep me whole.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I know not how to praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy mercy and Thy love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But deign Thy servant to upraise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I shall learn above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Joseph of the Studium, c. 860; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_423">423</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out of the deep I call</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thee, O Lord, to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Thy throne of grace I fall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be merciful to me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Out of the deep I cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The woeful deep of sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of evil done in days gone by,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of evil now within;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Out of the deep of fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And dread of coming shame.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From morning watch till night is near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I plead the precious name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord, there is mercy now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As ever was, with Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before Thy throne of grace I bow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be merciful to me.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. W. Baker, 1868.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_393">[393]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="ABSOLUTION">ABSOLUTION.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_424">424</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, Thou righteous, faithful Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I have not kept Thy holy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But sinned and oft offended Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now I repent, it grieveth me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou, Father, merciful and kind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No pleasure in my death dost find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But strong desire doth in Thee burn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I should unto Thee return.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Since Thou, dear Father, callest me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I, poor lost sinner, come to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Relying on Christ’s precious blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which from His holy five wounds flowed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I pray through Christ, Thine only Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who for my good our flesh put on,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To me let Thy love never fail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er justice let Thy grace prevail.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. In mercy, Father, let Thy grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Jesus’ blood my sins efface;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then I, the poor lost child, will be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From all my sins forever free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Grant that, according to Thy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I lead a godly life, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let me, after time is o’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Inherit life forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anon., 1650; A. Crull, tr., 1880.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_425">425</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O faithful God, we worship Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou pardon’st our iniquity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou grantest help in sin’s distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And soul and body Thou dost bless.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou, through Thy servant, say’st to me:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Thy sins are all forgiven thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Depart in peace; but sin no more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And e’er My pardoning grace adore.”</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_394">[394]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Lord, we bless Thy gracious heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou Thyself dost heal our smart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Christ our Savior’s precious blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which for the sake of sinners flowed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Give us Thy Spirit, peace afford</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now and forever, gracious Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word and holy Sacrament</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Preserve to us till life is spent.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">N. Selnecker, 1587.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_426">426</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, as I live, Jehovah saith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I do not wish the sinner’s death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But that he turn from error’s ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Repent, and live through endless days.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Hence Christ His servants gave command:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Go forth and preach in every land;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forgiveness to each soul extend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That mourns, believes, and will amend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. “Whose sins soever ye remit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I truly pardon and acquit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose sins soever ye retain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Condemned and guilty shall remain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. “What ye shall bind, that bound shall be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What ye shall loose, that shall be free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all alike the keys are given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To ope and close the gates of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. “They who believe, when ye proclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The joyful tidings in My name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I for them My blood have shed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are free from guilt and Judgment dread.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The words which absolution give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are His who died that we might live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The minister whom Christ has sent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is but His humble instrument.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_395">[395]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. However great our sin may be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The absolution sets us free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Appointed by God’s own dear Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bring the pardon He has won.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. When ministers lay on their hands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Absolved by Christ the sinner stands;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who by grace the Word believes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The purchase of His blood receives.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. This is the power of holy keys,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It binds and doth again release;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Church retains them at her side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our mother and Christ’s holy bride.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Let those who stings of conscience bear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom sin would drive to dark despair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Jesus come with trustful mind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And peace in absolution find.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. All praise, eternal Son, to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For absolution full and free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In which Thou showest forth Thy grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From false indulgence guard our race.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Praise God the Father and the Son</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Spirit, Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As ’twas, is now, and so shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">World without end, eternally!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Nikolaus Herman, 1560; M. Loy, tr., 1880.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="THE_LORDS_SUPPER">THE LORD’S SUPPER.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_427">427</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">10s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Draw nigh and take the body of your Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And drink the holy blood for you outpoured.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Offered was He for greatest and for least,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Himself the Victim and Himself the Priest.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_396">[396]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He that in this world rules His saints and shields,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all believers life eternal yields,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With heavenly bread makes them that hunger whole,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gives living waters to the thirsting soul.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Approach ye, then, with faithful hearts sincere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And take the pledges of salvation here.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Judge of all, our only Savior Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this Thy feast of love be with us now.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Latin, c. 680; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_428">428</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Jesus, bruised and wounded more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Than bursted grape or bread of wheat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Life of life without our souls,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Cup of our salvation sweet!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We come to show Thy dying hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy streaming vein, Thy broken flesh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And still the blood is warm to save,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And still the fragrant wounds are fresh.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Heart, that with a double tide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of blood and water maketh pure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Flesh, once offered on the cross,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The gift that makes our pardon sure,—</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let nevermore our sinful souls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The anguish of Thy cross renew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor forge again the cruel nails</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That pierced Thy victim body through.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Come, Bread of heaven, to feed our souls,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with Thee, Jesus, enter in!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Wine of God! and as we drink</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His precious blood, wash out our sin.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Mrs. C. F. Alexander.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_397">[397]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_429">429</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, and is Thy table spread?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And does Thy cup with love o’erflow?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thither be all Thy children led</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let them all its sweetness know.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Hail, sacred feast which Jesus makes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rich banquet of His flesh and blood!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thrice happy he who here partakes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That sacred stream, that heavenly food!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Why are its blessings all in vain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before unwilling hearts displayed?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was not for us the Victim slain?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are we forbid the children’s bread?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O let Thy table honored be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And furnished well with joyful guests;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And may each soul salvation see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That here its sacred pledges tastes!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Philip Doddridge, 1755, abr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_430">430</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy table I approach,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dear Savior, hear my prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, let no unrepented sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Prove hurtful to me there!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lo, I confess my sins</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And mourn their wretched bands;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A contrite heart is ever wont</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To find grace at Thy hands.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy body and Thy blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Once slain and shed for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are taken at Thy table here—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A wondrous mystery!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Here I with mouth and soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Incomprehensibly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall eat the precious flesh of Christ</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In blest reality.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_398">[398]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Search not how this takes place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor whether it can be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God can accomplish vastly more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Than seemeth plain to thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Vouchsafe, O blessed Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That earth and hell combined</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May ne’er about this Sacrament</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A doubt raise in my mind!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. And may I never fail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To thank Thee day and night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thy true body and true blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God, my Peace and Light!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. W. Molanus, 1673; M. Loy, 1880, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_431">431</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 8, 11, 8, 5, 9, 9, 6, 7, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">May God be praised henceforth and blest forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who, Himself both Gift and Giver,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With His own flesh and blood our souls doth nourish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May they grow thereby and flourish!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, have mercy!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy holy body, the selfsame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which from Thine own mother Mary came,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the drops Thou didst bleed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help us in the hour of need.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, have mercy!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou hast to death Thy holy body given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life to win for us in heaven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By stronger love, dear Lord, Thou couldst not bind us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whereof this should well remind us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, have mercy!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, Thy love constrained Thee for our good</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mighty things to do by Thy dear blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast paid all we owed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast made our peace with God.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, have mercy!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_399">[399]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. May God bestow on us His grace and blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, His holy footsteps tracing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We walk as brethren dear in love and union</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor repent this sweet Communion.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, have mercy!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not Thy good Spirit forsake us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that heavenly-minded He make us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thy poor Church may see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Days of peace and unity.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, have mercy!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">1st stanza 15th cent.; Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_432">432</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come into the daylight’s splendor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There with joy thy praises render</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto Him whose grace unbounded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hath this wondrous banquet founded;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">High o’er all the heavens He reigneth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Hasten as a bride to meet Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with loving reverence greet Him;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For with words of life immortal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now He knocketh at thy portal;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Haste to ope the gates before Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Saying, while thou dost adore Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I nevermore will leave Thee.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He who costly goods desireth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To obtain much gold requireth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But to freely give the treasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Thy love is Thy good pleasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For on earth there is no coffer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which as payment we might offer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this cup, Thy blood containing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And this manna, on us raining.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_400">[400]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Ah, how hungers all my spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the love I do not merit!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thought upon this food with longing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the battle well-nigh worsted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this cup of life have thirsted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the Friend, who here invites us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to God Himself unites us.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Now I sink before Thee lowly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Filled with joy most deep and holy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As with trembling awe and wonder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Thy mighty works I ponder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How, by mystery surrounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Depths no man hath ever sounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">None may dare to pierce unbidden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Secrets that with Thee are hidden.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Nay, though reason here doth ponder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It can never reach this wonder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That this bread is never lessened,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though it nourish thousands present,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that Christ His blood is giving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the wine we are receiving.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, these mysteries, unsounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are by God alone expounded!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Sun, who all my life doth brighten,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Light, who dost my soul enlighten,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joy, the sweetest man e’er knoweth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fount, whence all my being floweth,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At Thy feet I cry, my Maker,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me be a fit partaker</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of this blessed food from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For our good, Thy glory, given.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Lord, Thy fervent love hath driven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee to leave Thy throne in heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For us on the cross to languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to die in bitter anguish,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_401">[401]</span><div class="verse indent0">To forego all joy and gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to shed Thy blood in sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which we drink now; grant that never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We forget Thy love, dear Savior!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Jesus, Bread of life, I pray Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me gladly here obey Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never to my hurt invited,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thy love with love requited;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From this banquet let me measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, how vast and deep love’s treasure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through the gifts Thou here dost give me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thy guest in heaven receive me.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Franck, 1649; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_433">433</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo, upon the altar lies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bread of heaven from the skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Food to mortal wanderers given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the sons and heirs of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Thy flock in safety keep.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Living Bread! Thy life supply;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strengthen us, or else we die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou, who feedest us below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Source of all we have or know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that with Thy saints above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We may reach Thy feast of love!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Aquinas, † 1274; E. Caswall, tr., 1848.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_434">434</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We celebrate with one accord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is our comfort in distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our heart’s sweet joy and happiness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He blotted out with His own blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The judgment that against us stood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He full atonement for us made,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all our debt He fully paid.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_402">[402]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. That this is so and ever true</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He gives an earnest ever new,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this His holy Supper here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We taste His love so sweet, so near.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For His true body, as He said,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And His true blood, for sinners shed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this communion we receive;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His sacred Word we do believe.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. A precious food this is indeed,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It never faileth, such we need,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A heavenly manna for our soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may safely reach our goal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Then blessed is each worthy guest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who in this promise finds His rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Jesus will in love abide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With those who do in Him confide:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. The guest that comes with true intent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To turn to God and to repent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To live for Christ, to die to sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thus a holy life begin.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Who does unworthy here appear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Does not believe nor is sincere,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Salvation here he cannot find.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we this warning bear in mind!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto Thy cross we now draw near;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy sacred wounds indeed make whole</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A wounded and afflicted soul.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Help us sincerely to believe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we Thy mercy do receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in Thy grace do find our rest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Amen. He who believes is blest.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Spegel, 1686; J. O. Wallin, 1814.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_403">[403]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_435">435</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O living Bread from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How hast Thou fed Thy guest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gifts Thou now hast given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have filled my heart with rest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O wondrous Food of blessing!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Cup that heals our woes!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My heart, this gift possessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In thankful song o’erflows.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My Lord, Thou here hast led me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Within Thy holiest place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there Thyself hast fed me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With treasures of Thy grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou hast freely given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What earth could never buy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Bread of life from heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That now I shall not die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou givest all I wanted.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The food can death destroy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou hast freely granted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The cup of endless joy.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah, Lord, I do not merit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The favor Thou hast shown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all my soul and spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bow down before Thy throne.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With heavenly food, while here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My course on earth is lengthened,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I serve with holy fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when Thou call’st my spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To leave this world below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I enter, through Thy merit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where joys unmingled flow.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Rist, 1651, a.; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_436">436</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus, Thou art truly good;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou spread’st for our salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy body and Thy blood as food</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And giv’st us invitation;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_404">[404]</span><div class="verse indent0">As weary souls, with sin opprest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We come to Thee for needed rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For counsel and forgiveness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Although Thou didst ascend to heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where angels bow before Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And now to mortals ’tis not given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By sight here to adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until begins Thy Judgment grand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When we before Thy throne shall stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And cheerfully behold Thee;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Yet art Thou ever with us, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with Thy congregation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And not confined—so says Thy Word—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To any habitation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firm as a rock Thy Word still stands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unshaken by the en’mies’ hands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though they be e’er so cunning.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou say’st: “This is My body; eat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And orally receive Me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This is My blood; drink all of it</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And henceforth never leave Me.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What Thou hast spoken true must be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art almighty, and with Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Impossible is nothing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Although my reason cannot see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How in so many places</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy body at one time may be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet faith Thy Word embraces.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How it can be I leave to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word alone sufficeth me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou wilt that we trust it.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lord, I believe in simple trust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strength in my weakness give me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For I am naught but sinful dust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor of Thy Word bereave me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Baptism, Supper, and Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My consolation are, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For they contain my treasure.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_405">[405]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Grant that we worthily receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Supper, Lord, our Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That for our sins we truly grieve</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And prove by our behavior</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we obtained Thy saving grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And trust in it throughout our days;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then will our life be godly.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. For Thy consoling Supper, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be praised throughout all ages!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Preserve it, for with one accord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The world against it rages.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant that Thy body and Thy blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May be my comfort and sweet food</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my last moments. Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. Kinner, 1638; E. Cronenwett, tr., 1880.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_437">437</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">An awful mystery is here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To challenge faith and waken fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Savior comes as food divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Concealed in earthly bread and wine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. This world is loveless—but above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What wondrous boundlessness of love!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The King of Glory stoops to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My spirit’s Life and Strength to be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. In consecrated wine and bread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No eye perceives the mystery dread;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Jesus’ words are strong and clear:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“My body and My blood are here.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. How dull are all the powers of sense,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Employed on proofs of love immense!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The richest food remains unseen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And highest gifts appear how mean!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. But here we have no boon on earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And faith alone discerns its worth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Word, not sense, must be our guide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And faith assure, since sight’s denied.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_406">[406]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Lord, show us still that Thou art good</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And grant us evermore this food;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give faith to ev’ry wav’ring soul</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make each wounded spirit whole.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Loy, 1880.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_438">438</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Invited, Lord, by boundless grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I stood a guest before Thy face;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As host Thou spread’st no common food;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here is Thy body and Thy blood!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. How holy is this Sacrament,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where pardon, peace, and life are spent!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This bread and cup my lips have pressed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou blessedst, and my soul is blessed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Now lettest Thou Thy guest depart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With full assurance in his heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For such communion, Lord, with Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May a new life my offering be!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When Thou shalt in Thy glory come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To gather all Thy people home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then let me, as Thy heavenly guest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In anthems praise Thee with the blest!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. Cronenwett, c. 1880.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_439">439</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twas on that dark, that doleful night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When powers of earth and hell arose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Against the Son of God’s delight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And friends betrayed Him to His foes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Before the mournful scene began,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He took the bread and blessed and brake;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What love through all His actions ran!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What wondrous words of grace He spake!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. “This is My body, broke for sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Receive and eat the living food”;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then took the cup and blessed the wine:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“’Tis the new covenant in My blood.”</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_407">[407]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. “Do this,” He said, “till time shall end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In memory of your dying Friend.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Meet at My table and record</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The love of your departed Lord.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus, Thy feast we celebrate;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We show Thy death, we sing Thy name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till Thou return and we shall eat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The marriage supper of the Lamb.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_440">440</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">At Thy command, our dearest Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here we attend Thy dying feast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy blood, like wine, adorns the board,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Thine own flesh feeds every guest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Our faith adores Thy bleeding love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And trusts for life in One that died;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We hope for heavenly crowns above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From a Redeemer crucified.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let the vain world pronounce it shame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And fling their scandals on the cause;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We come to boast our Savior’s name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And make our triumphs in His cross.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. With joy we tell the scoffing age,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He that was dead has left His tomb;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lives above their utmost rage,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And we are waiting till He come.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_441">441</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 7, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus Christ, our blessed Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Turned away God’s wrath forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Suffering pains no tongue can tell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He saved us from the pains of hell.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To remind us that, to save us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He hath died, His flesh He gave us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With this bread, a quick’ning food,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with this wine His precious blood.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_408">[408]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whoso to this board repaireth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take good heed how he prepareth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death instead of life shall he</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Receive who comes unworthily.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou shalt hold with faith unshaken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That this food is to be taken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the sick who are distressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By those whose heart is sin-oppressed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Christ says: “Come, ye heavy-laden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I your weary hearts will gladden;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They that are yet strong and well,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Despise the best physician’s skill.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. “Couldst thou earn thine own salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Useless were My death and Passion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This feast is not spread for thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If thine own helper thou wilt be.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. If thou this believest truly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And confession makest duly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou a welcome guest art here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This heavenly food thy soul shall cheer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. But the fruits must not be missing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love thy neighbor without ceasing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That true love let him receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which here to thee thy God doth give.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Huss, † 1415; Martin Luther, 1524.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="MARRIAGE_FAMILY_CHILDREN">HOME, MARRIAGE, CHILDREN.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_442">442</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The voice that breathed o’er Eden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That earliest wedding-day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The primal marriage blessing,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It hath not passed away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Still in the pure espousal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Christian man and maid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Holy Three are with us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The threefold grace is said.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_409">[409]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Be present, loving Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To give away this bride,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Eve Thou gav’st to Adam</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Out of his own pierced side.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Be present, Son of Mary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To join their loving hands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thou didst bind two natures</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thine eternal bands.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Be present, Holiest Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To bless them as they kneel,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thou for Christ, the Bridegroom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The heavenly spouse dost seal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O spread Thy pure wings o’er them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let no ill power find place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When onward to Thine altar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their hallowed path they trace,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. To cast their crowns before Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In perfect sacrifice,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till to the home of gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Christ’s own Bride they rise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Keble, 1857, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_443">443</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, who at Cana’s wedding-feast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Didst as a Guest appear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou dearer far than earthly guest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Vouchsafe Thy presence here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For holy Thou indeed dost prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The marriage-vow to be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Proclaiming it a type of love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Between the Church and Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The holiest vow that man can make,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The golden thread in life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bond that none may dare to break,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That bindeth man and wife;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which, blessed by Thee, whate’er betides,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No evil shall destroy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through care-worn days each care divides,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And doubles every joy.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_410">[410]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. On those who now before Thee kneel,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, Thy blessing pour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That each may wake the other’s zeal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To love Thee more and more.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, grant them here in peace to live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In purity and love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, this world leaving, to receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A crown of life above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">A. Thrupp, 1853, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_444">444</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 10, 11, 10</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O perfect Love, all human thought transcending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lowly we kneel in pray’r before Thy throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That theirs may be the love which knows no ending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whom Thou forevermore dost join in one.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O perfect Life, be Thou their full assurance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of tender charity and steadfast faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of patient hope and quiet, brave endurance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With childlike trust, that fears nor pain nor death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Grant them the joy which brightens earthly sorrow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant them the peace which calms all earthly strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to life’s day the glorious unknown morrow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That dawns upon eternal love and life.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Dorothy F. Bloomfield, 1883.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_445">445</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O blest the house, whate’er befall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Jesus Christ is all in all;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, if He were not dwelling there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How poor and dark and void it were!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_411">[411]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O blest that house where faith ye find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all within have set their mind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To trust their God and serve Him still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And do in all His holy will!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O blest the parents who give heed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto their children’s foremost need</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And weary not of care or cost!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To them and heaven shall none be lost.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Blest such a house, it prospers well,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In peace and joy the parents dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in their children’s lot is shown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How richly God can bless His own.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Then here will I and mine to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A solemn covenant make and say:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though all the world forsake Thy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I and my house will serve the Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. C. von Pfeil, 1782; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_446">446</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Happy the man who feareth God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose feet His holy ways have trod;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine own good hand shall nourish thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And well and happy shalt thou be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lo! to that man these blessings cleave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who in God’s holy fear doth live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From him the ancient curse hath fled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Adam’s race inherited.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Out of Mount Zion God shall send</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And crown with joy thy latter end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That thou Jerusalem may’st see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In favor and prosperity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He shall be with thee in thy ways</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And give thee health and strength of days;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, thou shalt children’s children see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And peace on Israel shall be.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_412">[412]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Praise God the Father, God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And God the Spirit, Three in One;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As ’twas through ages heretofore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is now, and shall be evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., abr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_447">447</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gracious Savior, gentle Shepherd,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Children all are dear to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gathered with Thine arms and carried</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy bosom may they be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweetly, fondly, safely tended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From all want and danger free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Tender Shepherd, never leave them</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Thy fold to go astray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy warning love directed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May they walk the narrow way!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus direct them, thus defend them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lest they fall an easy prey.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Cleanse their hearts from sinful folly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the stream Thy love supplied,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mingled stream of blood and water</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Flowing from Thy wounded side;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to heavenly pastures lead them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Thine own still waters glide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let Thy holy Word instruct them;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fill their minds with heavenly light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy powerful grace constrain them</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To approve whate’er is right;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let them feel Thy yoke is easy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let them prove Thy burden light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Taught to lisp Thy holy praises</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which on earth Thy children sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Both with lips and hearts, unfeignèd,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glad thank-offerings may they bring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then with all the saints in glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Join to praise their Lord and King.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Jane E. Leeson, 1857.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_413">[413]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_448">448</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shepherd of tender youth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guiding in love and truth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through devious ways;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, our triumphant King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We come Thy name to sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And here our children bring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To join Thy praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou art our holy Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O all-subduing Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Healer of strife.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou didst Thyself abase</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That from sin’s deep disgrace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou mightest save our race</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And give us life.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thou art the great High Priest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast prepared the feast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of holy love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in our mortal pain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">None calls on Thee in vain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help Thou dost not disdain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help from above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Ever be near our side,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Shepherd and our Guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Staff and Song;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, Thou Christ of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thine enduring Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead us where Thou hast trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make our faith strong.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. So now, and till we die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sound we Thy praises high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And joyful sing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let all the holy throng</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who to Thy Church belong</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unite and swell the song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Christ, our King!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Clement of Alexandria, 211; H. M. Dexter, tr., 1846.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_414">[414]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_449">449</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, who Thy flock art feeding</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the Shepherd’s kindest care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the feeble gently leading,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While the lambs Thy bosom share,—</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Now, these little ones receiving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fold them in Thy gracious arm;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There, we know, Thy Word believing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Only there secure from harm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Never, from Thy pasture roving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let them be the Lion’s prey;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy tenderness, so loving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep them through life’s dangerous way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Then within Thy fold eternal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let them find a resting-place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Feed in pastures ever vernal,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Drink the rivers of Thy grace.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. A. Muehlenberg, 1826.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHURCH">CHURCH.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="LAYING_OF_CORNER-STONE">LAYING OF CORNER-STONE.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_450">450</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bounds of the eternal hills</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And yet vouchsaf’st, in Christian lands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To dwell in temples made with hands;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grant that all we who here to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rejoicing this foundation lay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May be in very deed Thine own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Built on the precious Corner-stone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The heads that guide endue with skill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The hands that work preserve from ill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we, who these foundations lay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May raise the top-stone in its day.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_415">[415]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. But now and ever, Lord, protect</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The temple of Thine own elect;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou in them and they in Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O ever-blessed Trinity!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. M. Neale, 1844, abr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_451">451</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the name which earth and heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever worship, praise, and fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall a house be builded here.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here with prayer its deep foundations,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the faith of Christ, we lay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trusting by His help to crown it</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the top-stone in its day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Here as in their due succession</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stone on stone the workmen place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus, we pray, unseen, but surely,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus, build us up in grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till, within these walls completed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We complete in Thee are found</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to Thee, the one Foundation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strong and living stones, are bound.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Fair shall be Thine earthly temple;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here the careless passer-by</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall bethink him, in its beauty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of the holier house on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Weary hearts and troubled spirits</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here shall find a still retreat;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sinful souls shall bring their burden</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here to the Absolver’s feet.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Yet with truer, nobler beauty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, we pray, this house adorn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Thy Bride, Thy Church redeemèd,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Robes her for her marriage morn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clothed in garments of salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rich with gems of heavenly grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spouse of Christ, arrayed and waiting</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till she may behold His face.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_416">[416]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Here in due and solemn order</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May her ceaseless prayer arise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here may strains of holy gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lift her heart above the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here the Word of Life be spoken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here the child of God be sealed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here the Bread of Heaven be broken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Till He come,” Himself revealed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Praise to Thee, O Master Builder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Maker of the earth and skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise to Thee, in whom Thy temple,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fitly framed together, lies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise to Thee, eternal Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Binding all that lives in one,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till our earthly praise be ended</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And th’ eternal song begun!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Ellerton, 1871, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_452">452</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behold the sure Foundation-stone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which God in Zion lays</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To build our heavenly hopes upon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And His eternal praise!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Chosen of God, to sinners dear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let saints adore the name;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They trust their whole salvation here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor shall they suffer shame.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The foolish builders, scribe and priest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Reject it with disdain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet on this Rock the Church shall rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And envy rage in vain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. What though the gates of hell withstood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet must this building rise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis Thine own work, Almighty God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wondrous in our eyes.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_417">[417]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_453">453</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ is our Corner-stone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Him alone we build:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With His true saints alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The courts of heav’n are filled;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On His great love our hopes we place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of present grace and joys above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Oh, then with hymns of praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">These hallowed courts shall ring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our voices we will raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Three in One to sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thus proclaim in joyful song,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Both loud and long, that glorious name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here, gracious God, do Thou</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forevermore draw nigh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Accept each faithful vow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And mark each suppliant sigh;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In copious shower, on all who pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each holy day, Thy blessing pour.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Here may we gain from heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The grace which we implore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And may that grace, once given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be with us evermore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until that day when all the blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To endless rest are called away!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin, 6th or 7th cent.; J. Chandler, tr., 1837.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="DEDICATION_OF_CHURCH">DEDICATION OF CHURCH.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_454">454</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ, Thou art the sure Foundation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou the Head and Corner-stone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chosen of the Lord and precious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Binding all the Church in one;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou Thy Zion’s Help forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And her Confidence alone.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_418">[418]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To this temple, where we call Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thy wonted loving-kindness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hear Thy servants as they pray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thy fullest benediction</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shed within these walls alway.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What they ask of Thee to gain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What they gain from Thee forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the blessed to retain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hereafter in Thy glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Evermore with Thee to reign.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Praise and honor to the Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise and honor to the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise and honor to the Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever Three and ever One;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One in might and one in glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While eternal ages run.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin; J. M. Neale, 1851, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_455">455</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Thy redeemed behold Thy face;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enter this temple, now Thine own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let Thy glory fill the place.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We praise Thee that to-day we see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its sacred walls before Thee stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis Thine for us; ’tis ours for Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Reared by Thy kind, assisting hand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Oft as returns the day of rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let heartfelt worship here ascend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thine own joy fill every breast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thine own power Thy Word attend.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_419">[419]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Here in the dark and sorrowing day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bid Thou the throbbing heart be still;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, wipe the mourner’s tears away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And give new strength to meet Thy will!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When at Thine altar we shall meet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And keep the feast of dying love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be our communion ever sweet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thee and with Thy Church above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thine own arms the lambs infold;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give help to climb the heavenward steep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till Thy full glory we behold.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ray Palmer, 1875, a. and abr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_456">456</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal Son of God, O Thou,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before whom earth and heaven bow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Regard Thy people as they raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee their songs of prayer and praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. This house they dedicate to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That here Thy glory they may see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy body and Thy blood they here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Receive their fainting souls to cheer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here in baptismal water pure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They find for sin a gracious cure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their children here to Thee they bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou our death-subduing King.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Here sin’s diseases healing find;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The weak grow strong, light cheers the blind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The troubled heart with peace is blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And weariness finds heavenly rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When tempests shake the world around,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The rock-built Church secure is found;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gates of hell may here assail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whom Christ defends, but not prevail.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_420">[420]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. To God the Father, God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And God the Spirit, Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be praise! Do Thou, whom we adore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us to praise Thee evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin, tr., 1880.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_457">457</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In loud, exalted strains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The King of Glory praise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er heav’n and earth He reigns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through everlasting days;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Zion, with His presence blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is His delight, His chosen rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O King of Glory, come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with Thy favor crown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This temple as Thy home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This people as Thy own;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How God can dwell with men below.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Now let Thine ear attend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our supplicating cries;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now let our praise ascend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Accepted, to the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now let Thy Gospel’s joyful sound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spread its celestial influence round.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Here may the listening throng</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Imbibe Thy truth and love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here Christians join the song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of seraphim above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till all who humbly seek Thy face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rejoice in Thy abounding grace.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Francis, 1774.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_458">458</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great is the Lord, our God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let His praise be great;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He makes the Church His own abode,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His most delightful seat.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_421">[421]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In Zion God is known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A Refuge in distress;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How bright has His salvation shone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all her palaces!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Oft have our fathers told,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our eyes have often seen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How well our God secures the fold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where His own sheep have been.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. In every new distress</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We’ll to His house repair;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We’ll think upon His wondrous grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And seek deliverance there.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719, abr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_459">459</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here in Thy name, eternal God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We build this earthly house for Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, choose it for Thy fixed abode</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And keep it from all error free!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Here, when Thy people seek Thy face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And dying sinners pray to live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear Thou in heaven, Thy dwelling-place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And when Thou hearest, Lord, forgive.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here, when Thy messengers proclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The blessed Gospel of Thy Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still by the power of His great name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be mighty signs and wonders done.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When children’s voices raise the song,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Hosanna to the heavenly King!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let heaven with earth the strain prolong,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hosanna! let the angels sing.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thy glory never hence depart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy kingdom come to every heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In every bosom fix Thy throne.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1822.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_422">[422]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="THE_COMMUNION_OF_SAINTS">THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_460">460</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is within this heart of mine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A little church, with sacred shrine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And stained forever with the blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Here dwelleth God the Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Holy Spirit, Three in One;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is my soul’s beloved Guest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And grants my heart true peace and rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. This little church looks poor and odd;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But being the abode of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It has a glorious, peerless grace:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is God’s royal dwelling-place.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. This little church, Lord, I commend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unto Thy care and pray: Defend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shield it from calamity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dwell there now and eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From the Latin of B. Walther; B. Derschau, † 1639; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_461">461</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, in Thy kingdom there shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No aliens from each other,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But even as he loves himself</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Each saint shall love his brother.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When in Thy courts below we meet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To mourn our sinful living</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with united hearts repeat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Confession, creed, thanksgiving:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Make us to hear in each sweet word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Holy Spirit calling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To oneness with Thy Church and Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That heavenly bond forestalling.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. One Baptism and one faith have we,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One Spirit sent to win us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One Lord, one Father, and one God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Above and through and in us.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_423">[423]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Never, by schism or by sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May we that union sever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till all, to perfect stature grown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are one with Thee forever!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Anstice, † 1836.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_462">462</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest be the tie that binds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our hearts in Christian love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fellowship of kindred minds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is like to that above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Before our Father’s throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We pour our ardent prayers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our comforts and our cares.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. We share our mutual woes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our mutual burdens bear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And often for each other flows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The sympathizing tear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When we asunder part,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It gives us inward pain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But we shall still be joined in heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hope to meet again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. This glorious hope revives</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our courage by the way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While each in expectation lives</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And longs to see the day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. From sorrow, toil, and pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sin we shall be free;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And perfect love and friendship reign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Fawcett, 1772.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_463">463</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The saints on earth and those above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But one communion make;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joined to their Lord, in bonds of love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All of His grace partake.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_424">[424]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. One family, we dwell in Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One Church above, beneath;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though now divided by the stream,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The narrow stream, of death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. One army of the living God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To His commands we bow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Part of the host have passed the flood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And part are crossing now.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lo, thousands to their endless home</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are swiftly borne away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we are to the margin come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And soon must launch as they.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then, when the word is given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bid death’s cold flood its waves divide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And land us safe in heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709, and Charles Wesley, 1759, a.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="GLORY_OF_THE_CHURCH">GLORY OF THE CHURCH.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_464">464</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glorious things of thee are spoken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Zion, city of our God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He whose word cannot be broken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Formed thee for His own abode:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the Rock of Ages founded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What can shake thy sure repose?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With salvation’s walls surrounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou may’st smile at all thy foes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. See, the streams of living waters</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Springing from eternal love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Well supply thy sons and daughters</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all fear of want remove.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who can faint while such a river</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever flows their thirst t’assuage—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Never fails from age to age?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_425">[425]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Savior, since of Zion’s city</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I, through grace, a member am,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the world deride or pity,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I will glory in Thy name.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fading is the worldling’s pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All his boasted pomp and show;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Solid joys and lasting treasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">None but Zion’s children know.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">John Newton, 1779.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_465">465</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Zion stands with hills surrounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Zion, kept by power divine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All her foes shall be confounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though the world in arms combine.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Happy Zion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What a happy lot is thine!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Every human tie may perish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Friend to friend unfaithful prove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Brothers cease their own to cherish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heaven and earth at last remove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">But no changes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can attend Jehovah’s love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. In the furnace God may prove thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thence to bring thee forth more bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But can never cease to love thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art precious in His sight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">God is with thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God, thine everlasting Light.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Kelly, 1806.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_466">466</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Church’s one foundation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is Jesus Christ, her Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She is His new creation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By water and the Word.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From heav’n He came and sought her</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To be His holy bride;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With His own blood He bought her,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And for her life He died.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_426">[426]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Elect from every nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet one o’er all the earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her charter of salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One Lord, one faith, one birth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One holy name she blesses,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Partakes one holy food,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to one hope she presses,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With every grace endued.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Though with a scornful wonder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Men see her sore oppressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By schisms rent asunder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By heresies distressed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet saints their watch are keeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their cry goes up, “How long?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And soon the night of weeping</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall be the morn of song.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Mid toil and tribulation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And tumult of her war</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She waits the consummation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of peace forevermore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till with the vision glorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her longing eyes are blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the great Church victorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall be the Church at rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Yet she on earth hath union</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With God, the Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And mystic, sweet communion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With those whose rest is won.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O happy ones and holy!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, give us grace that we,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like them, the meek and lowly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On high may dwell with Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. J. Stone, 1866.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_467">467</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the Church proclaims her honor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And her strength is only this;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God hath laid her choice upon her,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the work she doth is His.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_427">[427]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. He His Church has firmly founded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He will guard what He began;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We, by sin and foes surrounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Build her bulwarks as we can.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Frail and fleeting are our powers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Short our days, our foresight dim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we own the choice not ours,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We were chosen first by Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Onward, then! for naught despairing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Calm we follow at His word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus through joy and sorrow bearing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Faithful witness to our Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Though we here must strive in weakness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though in tears we often bend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What His might began in meekness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall achieve a glorious end.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. Preiswerk, 1844; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_468">468</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I love Thy Zion, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The house of Thine abode,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Church our blest Redeemer saved</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With His own precious blood.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I love Thy Church, O God!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her walls before Thee stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dear as the apple of Thine eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And graven on Thy hand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Should I with scoffers join</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her altars to abuse?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No! better far my tongue were dumb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My hand its skill should lose.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For her my tears shall fall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For her my prayers ascend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To her my cares and toils be given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till toils and cares shall end.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_428">[428]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Beyond my highest joy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I prize her heavenly ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her sweet communion, solemn vows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her hymns of love and praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Jesus, Thou Friend Divine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our Savior and our King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy hand from every snare and foe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall great deliverance bring.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Sure as Thy truth shall last,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Zion shall be given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The brightest glories earth can yield</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And brighter bliss of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. Dwight, 1800, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_469">469</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of the worlds above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How pleasant and how fair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dwellings of Thy love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine earthly temples are!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thine abode</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart aspires,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With warm desires</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To see my God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Oh, happy souls who pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where God appoints to hear!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, happy men who pay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their constant service there!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They praise Thee still;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And happy they</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who love the way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Zion’s hill.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. They go from strength to strength</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through this dark vale of tears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till each arrives at length,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till each in heaven appears.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, glorious seat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When God, our King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall thither bring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our willing feet!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_429">[429]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="MISSIONS">MISSIONS.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_470">470</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Saints of God, the dawn is brightening,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Token of our coming Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er the earth the field is whitening;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Louder rings the Master’s word:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Pray for reapers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the harvest of the Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Now, O Lord, fulfil Thy pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Breathe upon Thy chosen band,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, with Pentecostal measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Send forth reapers o’er our land,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Faithful reapers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gathering sheaves for Thy right hand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Broad the shadow of our nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Eager millions hither roam;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! they wait for Thy salvation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">By Thy Spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring Thy ransomed people home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Soon shall end the time of weeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soon the reaping time will come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaven and earth together keeping</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s eternal Harvest-home.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Saints and angels</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shout the world’s great Harvest-home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Maxwell, 1849.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_471">471</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The morning light is breaking;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The darkness disappears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sons of earth are waking</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To penitential tears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each breeze that sweeps the ocean</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Brings tidings from afar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of nations in commotion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Prepared for Zion’s war.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_430">[430]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. See heathen nations bending</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before the God we love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thousand hearts ascending</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In gratitude above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While sinners, now confessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Gospel call obey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And seek the Savior’s blessing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A nation in a day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Blest river of salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pursue thy onward way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flow thou to every nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor in thy richness stay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stay not till all the lowly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Triumphant reach their home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stay not till all the holy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Proclaim, “The Lord is come!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. F. Smith, 1832.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_472">472</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our country’s voice is pleading,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye men of God, arise!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His providence is leading,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The land before you lies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Day-gleams are o’er it brightening,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And promise clothes the soil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wide fields, for harvest whitening,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Invite the reaper’s toil.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Go where the waves are breaking</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On California’s shore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ’s precious Gospel taking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">More rich than golden ore;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Alleghany’s mountains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all the Western vale,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beside Missouri’s fountains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rehearse the wondrous tale.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_431">[431]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. His love of Christ unfolding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Speed on from east to west,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till all, His Cross beholding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Him are fully blessed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great Author of salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Haste, haste the glorious day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When we, a ransomed nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy scepter shall obey.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Maria F. Anderson, 1848.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_473">473</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Spirit of the living God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In all Thy plenitude of grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where’er the foot of man hath trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Descend on our apostate race.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Give tongues of fire and hearts of love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To preach the reconciling Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give power and unction from above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where’er the joyful sound is heard.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Be darkness, at Thy coming, light;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Confusion—order, in Thy path;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Souls without strength inspire with might;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bid mercy triumph over wrath.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Spirit of the Lord, prepare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A sinful world their God to meet;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Breathe Thou abroad like morning air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till hearts of stone begin to beat.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Baptize the nations; far and nigh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The triumphs of the Cross record;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The name of Jesus glorify</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till every kindred call Him Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. God from eternity hath willed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All flesh shall His salvation see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So be the Father’s love fulfilled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Savior’s sufferings crowned through Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1825.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_432">[432]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_474">474</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Greenland’s icy mountains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From India’s coral strand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Afric’s sunny fountains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Roll down their golden sand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From many an ancient river,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From many a palmy plain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They call us to deliver</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their land from error’s chain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. What though the spicy breezes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Blow soft o’er Ceylon’s isle,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though every prospect pleases</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And only man is vile;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In vain with lavish kindness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The gifts of God are strown;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heathen in his blindness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bows down to wood and stone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With wisdom from on high,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall we to men benighted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The lamp of life deny?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Salvation, O salvation!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The joyful sound proclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till earth’s remotest nation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Has learned Messiah’s name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And you, ye waters, roll,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till, like a sea of glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It spreads from pole to pole;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till o’er our ransomed nature</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lamb for sinners slain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Redeemer, King, Creator,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In bliss returns to reign.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Reginald Heber, 1819.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_475">475</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Christ, our true and only Light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enlighten those who sit in night;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let those afar now hear Thy voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in Thy fold with us rejoice.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_433">[433]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Fill with the radiance of Thy grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The souls now lost in error’s maze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all whom in their secret minds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some dark delusion haunts and blinds.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. And all who else have strayed from Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O gently seek! Thy healing be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To every wounded conscience given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let them also share Thy heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O make the deaf to hear Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who dare not yet the faith avow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though secretly they hold it now.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Shine on the darkened and the cold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Recall the wanderers from Thy fold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unite all those who walk apart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Confirm the weak and doubting heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. So they with us may evermore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such grace with wondering thanks adore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And endless praise to Thee be given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By all Thy Church in earth and heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Heermann, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_476">476</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! the voice of Jesus crying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Who will go and work to-day?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fields are white and harvests waiting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who will bear the sheaves away?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Loud and long the Master calleth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rich reward He offers thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who will answer, gladly saying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Here am I, send me, send me”?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. If you cannot cross the ocean</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the heathen lands explore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You can find the heathen nearer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">You can help them at your door;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If you cannot give your thousands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">You can give the widow’s mite;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the least you give for Jesus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will be precious in His sight.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_434">[434]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. If you cannot speak like angels,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If you cannot preach like Paul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You can tell the love of Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">You can say He died for all.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If you cannot rouse the wicked</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the Judgment’s dread alarms,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You can lead the little children</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the Savior’s waiting arms.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Let none hear you idly saying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“There is nothing I can do,”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While the souls of men are dying</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the Master calls for you.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Take the task He gives you gladly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let His work your pleasure be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Answer quickly when He calleth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Here am I, send me, send me!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">D. March, 1868.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_477">477</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, sprinkle many nations;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fruitful let Thy sorrows be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thy pains and consolations</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Draw the Gentiles unto Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Thy Cross the wondrous story,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be it to the nations told;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let them see Thee in Thy glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Thy mercy manifold.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let to mortals all be given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee to know and life to gain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee the very God of heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee the Man for sinners slain!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Speak Thou, through the Gospel-tiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Peace to every human breast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant to all in Thee confiding</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Mercy, solace, hope, and rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Great the need in every nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dense the darkness of sin’s night;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Thy Spirit bring salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Love’s pure flame, and wisdom’s light.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_435">[435]</span><div class="verse indent0">Give the Word, Thy preachers strengthen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With the prophets’ power of old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help them Zion’s cords to lengthen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All Thy wandering sheep to fold!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">A. C. Coxe, 1851; Stanzas 2 and 3 a., W. G. Polack, 1927.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_478">478</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">10s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Exalt thy towering head and lift thine eyes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See heaven its sparkling portals wide display</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And break upon thee in a flood of day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. See a long race thy spacious court adorn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See future sons and daughters, yet unborn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In crowding ranks on every side arise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Demanding life, impatient for the skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. See barbarous nations at thy gates attend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Walk in the light and in thy temple bend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While every land its joyful tribute brings.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But fixed this Word, this saving power, remains;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Alexander Pope, 1720.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_479">479</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Look from Thy sphere of endless day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O God of mercy and of might!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In pity look on those who stray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Benighted in this land of light.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_436">[436]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In peopled vale, in lonely glen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In crowded mart, by stream or sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How many of the sons of men</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hear not the message sent from Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The thoughtless young, the hardened old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A scattered, homeless flock, till all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Send them Thy mighty Word to speak,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till faith shall dawn and doubt depart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To awe the bold, to stay the weak,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bind and heal the broken heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Then all these wastes, a dreary scene,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That makes us sadden as we gaze,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall grow with living waters green</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And lift to heaven the voice of praise.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">William Cullen Bryant, 1840, a.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_480">480</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">May God bestow on us His grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With blessings rich provide us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And may the brightness of His face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To life eternal guide us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we His gracious work may know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And what is His good pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And also to the heathen show</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ’s riches without measure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And unto God convert them.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thine over all shall be the praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And thanks of every nation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all the world with joy shall raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The voice of exultation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou shalt judge the earth, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor suffer sin to flourish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy people’s pasture is Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their souls to feed and nourish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In righteous paths to keep them.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_437">[437]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O let the people praise Thy worth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In all good works increasing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The land shall plenteous fruit bring forth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy Word is rich in blessing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May God the Father, God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And God the Spirit bless us!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let all the world praise Him alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let solemn awe possess us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now let our hearts say, Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Luther, 1524.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_481">481</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The watchmen of the Church’s youth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who faced the foe’s envenomed ire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who witnessed day and night Thy truth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose voices loud are ringing still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bringing hosts to know Thy will.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Lord, let our earnest prayer be heard,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The prayer Thy Son hath bid us pray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For, lo, Thy children’s hearts are stirred</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In every land in this our day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To cry with fervent soul to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O help us, Lord! So let it be!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O haste to help ere we are lost!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Send preachers forth, in spirit strong,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Armed with Thy Word, a dauntless host,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bold to attack the rule of wrong;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let them the earth for Thee reclaim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy heritage, to know Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Would there were help within our walls!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O let Thy Spirit come again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before whom every barrier falls;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And now once more shine forth as then.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O rend the heavens and make us free!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, Lord, and bring us back to Thee!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_438">[438]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And let Thy Word have speedy course,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through every land be glorified,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till all the heathen know its force</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And fill Thy churches far and wide.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spread Thou the conquest of Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let Thy kingdom come, O Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The Church’s desert paths restore;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let stumbling-blocks that in them lie</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hinder Thy Word henceforth no more;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Error destroy, and heresy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let Thy Church, from hirelings free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bloom as a garden fair to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. H. Bogatzky, 1750; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1855.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_482">482</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soldiers of the Cross, arise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gird you with your armor bright;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mighty are your enemies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hard the battle ye must fight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O’er a faithless, fallen world</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Raise your banner in the sky;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let it float there wide unfurled;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bear it onward, lift it high.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Mid the homes of want and woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strangers to the living Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the Savior’s heralds go,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let the voice of hope be heard.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Where the shadows deepest lie,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Carry truth’s unsullied ray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where are crimes of blackest dye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There the saving sign display.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. To the weary and the worn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Tell of realms where sorrows cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the outcast and forlorn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Speak of mercy and of peace.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_439">[439]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Guard the helpless; seek the strayed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comfort troubles; banish grief;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the might of God arrayed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Scatter sin and unbelief.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Be the banner still unfurled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still unsheathed the Spirit’s Sword,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the kingdoms of the world</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are the kingdom of the Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. W. How, 1854.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_483">483</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus shall reign where’er the sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Does his successive journeys run;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His kingdom stretch from shore to shore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till moons shall wax and wane no more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To Him shall endless prayer be made</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And endless praises crown His head;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With every morning sacrifice.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. People and realms of every tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dwell on His love with sweetest song;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And infant voices shall proclaim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their early blessings on His name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Blessings abound where’er He reigns;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The prisoner leaps to loose his chains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The weary find eternal rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all the sons of want are blest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Where He displays His healing power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death and the curse are known no more;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Him the tribes of Adam boast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More blessings than their father lost.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Let every creature rise and bring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peculiar honors to our King;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Angels descend with songs again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And earth repeat the loud Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1719.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_440">[440]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_484">484</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 8, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Send Thou, O Lord, to every place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Swift messengers before Thy face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heralds of Thy wondrous grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Thou Thyself wilt come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Send men whose eyes have seen the King,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Men in whose ears His sweet words ring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Send such Thy lost ones home to bring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Send them where Thou wilt come,—</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To bring good news to souls in sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bruised and broken hearts to win;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In every place to bring them in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Thou Thyself wilt come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou who hast died, Thy victory claim;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Assert, O Christ, Thy glory’s name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And far to lands of pagan shame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Send men where Thou wilt come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Gird each one with the Spirit’s Sword,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sword of Thine own deathless Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And make them conquerors, conquering Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Thou Thyself wilt come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Raise up, O Lord the Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From this broad land a mighty host,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their war-cry, “We will seek the lost</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Thou, O Christ, wilt come!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Mrs. M. E. Gates, 1889.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="THE_MINISTRY">THE MINISTRY.</h3>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_485">485</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of the Church, we humbly pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For those who guide us in Thy way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And speak Thy holy Word;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With love divine their hearts inspire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And touch their lips with hallowed fire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And needful strength afford.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_441">[441]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Help them to preach the Truth of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Redemption through the Savior’s blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor let the Spirit cease</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On all the Church His gifts to shower,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To them a messenger of power;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To us, of life and peace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. So may they live to Thee alone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then hear the welcome word, “Well done!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And take their crown above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enter into their Master’s joy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all eternity employ</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In praise and bliss and love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">E. Osler, 1836.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_486">486</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">10s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God of the prophets, bless the prophets’ sons;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Elijah’s mantle o’er Elisha cast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each age its solemn task may claim but once;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make each a nobler, stronger than the last!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Anoint them prophets! Make their ears attent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Thy divinest speech; their hearts awake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To human need; their lips make eloquent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">T’assure the right and every evil break.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Anoint them priests! Strong intercessors they</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For pardon and for charity and peace!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah, if with them the world might pass, astray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Into the dear Christ’s life of sacrifice!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_442">[442]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Anoint them kings; aye, kindly kings, O Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Anoint them with the Spirit of Thy Son!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Theirs not a jeweled crown, a blood-stained sword;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom won!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Make them apostles, heralds of Thy Cross!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forth may they go to tell all realms Thy grace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Inspired of Thee, may they count all but loss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And stand at last with joy before Thy face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O mighty age of prophet-kings, return!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O truth, O faith, enrich our urgent time!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus Christ, again with us sojourn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A weary world awaits Thy reign sublime!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">D. Wortman, 1884.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_487">487</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, when at Thy command</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Word of Life we sow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Watered by Thy almighty hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The seed shall surely grow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The virtue of Thy grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A large increase shall give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And multiply the faithful race</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who to Thy glory live.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Now, then, the ceaseless shower</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Gospel-blessings send</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let the soul-converting power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy ministers attend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On multitudes confer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The heart-renewing love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And by the joy of grace prepare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For fuller joys above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_443">[443]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_488">488</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Thine ordainèd servants bless;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Graces and gifts to each supply</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And clothe Thy priests with righteousness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Within Thy temple when they stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To teach the truth as taught by Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savior, like stars in Thy right hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let all Thy Church’s pastors be.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Wisdom and zeal and faith impart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Firmness and meekness from above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bear Thy people in their heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And love the souls whom Thou dost love;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. To watch and pray and never faint</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By day and night strict guard to keep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To warn the sinner, cheer the saint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To feed Thy lambs, and fold Thy sheep.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. So, when their work is finished here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They may in hope their charge resign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So, when their Master shall appear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They may with crowns of glory shine.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1833.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_489">489</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We bid thee welcome in the name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of Jesus, our exalted Head.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come as a servant,—so He came,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And we receive thee in His stead.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Come as a shepherd; guard and keep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This fold from hell and earth and sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nourish the lambs and feed the sheep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The wounded heal, the lost bring in.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Come as a teacher sent from God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Charged His whole counsel to declare;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lift o’er our ranks the prophet’s rod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While we uphold thy hands with prayer.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_444">[444]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Come as a messenger of peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Filled with the Spirit, fired with love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Live to behold our large increase</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And die to meet us all above.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_490">490</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How beauteous are their feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who stand on Zion’s hill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who bring salvation on their tongues</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And words of peace reveal!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. How charming is their voice!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How sweet their tidings are!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Zion, behold thy Savior-King!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He reigns and triumphs here.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. How happy are our ears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That hear this joyful sound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Which kings and prophets waited for</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sought, but never found!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. How blessed are our eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That see this heavenly light!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prophets and kings desired it long,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But died without the sight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The watchmen join their voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And tuneful notes employ;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And deserts learn the joy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The Lord makes bare His arm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all the earth abroad.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let every nation now behold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their Savior and their God.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_491">491</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of the harvest, hear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy needy servants cry;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Answer our faith’s effectual prayer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all our wants supply.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_445">[445]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. On Thee we humbly wait,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our wants are in Thy view.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The harvest, truly, Lord, is great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The laborers are few.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Convert and send forth more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Into Thy Church abroad</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let them speak Thy Word of Power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As workers with their God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Oh, let them spread Thy name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their mission fully prove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy universal grace proclaim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine all-redeeming love!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1742.</p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_492">492</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou who the night in prayer didst spend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And then didst Thine apostles send,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bidd’st us pray the harvest’s Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To send forth sowers of Thy Word,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hear and Thy chosen servants bless</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With sevenfold gifts of holiness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Oh, may Thy pastors faithful be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not laboring for themselves, but Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give grace to feed with wholesome food</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sheep and lambs bought by Thy blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To tend Thy flock, and thus to prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How dearly they the Shepherd love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Oh, may Thy people faithful be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in Thy pastors honor Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with them work, and for them pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gladly Thee in them obey;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Receive the prophet of the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gain the prophet’s own reward!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. So may we, when our work is done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Together stand before Thy throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And joyful hearts and voices raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In one united song of praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all the bright celestial host,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Wordsworth.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_446">[446]</span></p>
+
+<h4 id="hymn_493">493</h4>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bow down Thine ear, almighty Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hear Thy Church’s suppliant cry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For all who preach Thy saving Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And wait upon Thy ministry.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In mercy, Father, now give heed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pour Thy quickening Spirit’s breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On those whom Thou dost call to feed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy flock redeemed by Jesus’ death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Savior, from Thy piercèd hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shed o’er them all Thy gifts divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That those who in Thy presence stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May do Thy will with love like Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Blest Spirit, in their hearts abide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And give them grace to watch and pray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That, as they seek Thy flock to guide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Themselves may keep the narrow way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O God, Thy strength and mercy send</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To shield them in their strife with sin;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant them, enduring to the end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The crown of life at last to win.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. E. Powell, 1864.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="CROSS_AND_COMFORT">CROSS AND COMFORT.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_494">494</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er God will, let that be done;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His will is ever wisest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His grace will all thy hope outrun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who to that faith arisest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gracious Lord Will help afford,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He chastens with forbearing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who God believes And to Him cleaves,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall not be left despairing.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_447">[447]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My God is my sure Confidence,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Hope, and my Existence;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His counsel is beyond my sense,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet I’ll not make resistance.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His Word declares The very hairs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon my head are numbered;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His mercy large Holds me in charge,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With care that never slumbered.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The time has come when at His will</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My life in this world ceases;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I think upon it and am still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let come whate’er He pleases.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him I trust My soul, my dust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When flesh and spirit sever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Christ we sing Has plucked the sting</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Away from death forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Yet one thing, Lord, I ask of Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O grant my supplication:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Satan sorely tempteth me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Save me from desperation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, my Lord, True to Thy Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Do Thou my soul deliver!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who doth believe, He shall receive.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy name be praised forever!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anon., 1554; N. L. Frothingham, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_495">495</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thee, Lord, have I put my trust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave me not helpless in the dust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let me not be confounded;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let in Thy Word My faith, O Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be always firmly grounded.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Bow down Thy gracious ear to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hear my prayers, Lord, speedily,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O grant me Thy protection!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For woes and fear Surround me here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me in my affliction.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_448">[448]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My God and Shield, now let Thy power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be unto me a mighty tower,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whence bravely I defend me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Against the foes That round me close;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Lord, assistance lend me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thy Word hath said, Thou art my Rock,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Fortress that can fear no shock,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Help, my Life, my Treasure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Howe’er distress And dangers press,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All must perform Thy pleasure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The world for me has falsely set</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Full many a secret snare and net,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dark lies, and sore temptations.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, hear my prayers And break these snares</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hellish machinations.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. With Thee, Lord, would I cast my lot;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, my God, forsake me not;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For, Lord, I am commending</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul to Thee; Deliver me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now and when life is ending.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. All honor, praise, and majesty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Father, Son, and Spirit be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our God forever glorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In whose rich grace We’ll run our race</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till we depart victorious.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 31. Adam Reusner, 1533; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_496">496</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, it belongs not to my care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whether I die or live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To love and serve Thee is my share,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And this Thy grace must give.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. If life be long, I will be glad</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I may long obey;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If short, yet why should I be sad</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To soar to endless day?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_449">[449]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Christ leads me through no darker rooms</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Than He went through before;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He that into God’s kingdom comes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Must enter by this door.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy blessed face to see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For if Thy work on earth is sweet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What will Thy glory be?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Then shall I end my sad complaints</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And weary, sinful days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And join with the triumphant saints</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That sing Jehovah’s praise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. My knowledge of that life is small,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The eye of faith is dim;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But ’tis enough that Christ knows all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I shall be with Him.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Richard Baxter, 1681, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_497">497</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Thou, from whom all goodness flows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I lift my heart to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dear Lord, remember me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When on my aching, burdened heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My sins lie heavily,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My pardon speak, new peace impart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In love remember me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Temptations sore obstruct my way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ills I cannot flee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O give me strength, Lord, as my day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For good remember me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Distressed with pain, disease, and grief,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This feeble body see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant patience, rest, and kind relief;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hear and remember me!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_450">[450]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When in the solemn hour of death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I wait Thy just decree,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be this the prayer of my last breath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Good Lord, remember me!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. And when before Thy throne I stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And lift my soul to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then with the saints at Thy right hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Good Lord, remember me!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas Haweis and Thomas Cotterill, 1792, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_498">498</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">If thou but suffer God to guide thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hope in Him through all thy ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’ll give thee strength, whate’er betide thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bear thee through the evil days.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who trusts in God’s unchanging love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Builds on the Rock that naught can move.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. What can these anxious cares avail thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">These never-ceasing moans and sighs?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What can it help if thou bewail thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’er each dark moment as it flies?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our cross and trials do but press</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heavier for our bitterness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Be patient and await His leisure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In cheerful hope, with heart content,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To take whate’er thy Father’s pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And His discerning love hath sent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor doubt our inmost wants are known</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him who chose us for His own.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He knows the time for joy and, truly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will send it when He sees it meet;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When He has tried and purged thee duly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And finds thee free from all deceit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He comes to thee all unaware</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And makes thee own His loving care.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_451">[451]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Nor think amid the heat of trial</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That God hath cast thee off unheard;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That he whose hopes meet no denial</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Must surely be of God preferred;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Time passes and much change doth bring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sets a bound to everything.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. All are alike before the Highest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis easy to our God, we know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To raise thee up, though low thou liest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To make the rich man poor and low.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">True wonders still by Him are wrought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who setteth up and brings to naught.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So do thine own part faithfully</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And trust His Word, though undeserving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou yet shalt find it true for thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God never will forsake in need</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The soul that trusts in Him indeed.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ps. 55, 23. George Neumark, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_499">499</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I leave all things to God’s direction,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He loveth me in weal and woe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His will is good, true His affection,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With tender love His heart doth glow.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Fortress and my Rock is He:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My God hath all things in His keeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He is the ever faithful Friend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He grants me laughter after weeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all His ways in blessings end.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His love endures eternally:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. The will of God shall be my pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While here on earth is mine abode;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My will is wrong beyond all measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It doth not will what pleaseth God.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Christian’s maxim e’er must be:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_452">[452]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. God knows what must be done to save me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His love for me will never cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For He upon His palms did grave me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With purest gold of loving grace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Away, my own will, off with thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. My God desires the soul’s salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Me also He desires to save;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore, with Christian resignation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All earthly troubles I will brave.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His will be done eternally:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anon., 17th cent.; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_500">500</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oft in sorrow, oft in woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Onward, Christians, onward go!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bear the toil, maintain the strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strengthened with the Bread of Life.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Let not sorrow dim your eye;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon shall every tear be dry.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not woe your course impede;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great your help if great your need.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Let your drooping hearts be glad;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">March, in heavenly armor clad.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fight, nor think the battle long;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Victory soon shall tune your song.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Onward, then, to battle move!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More than conquerors you shall prove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though begirt with many a foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Onward, Christians, onward go!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. K. White, 1806, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_501">501</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why should sorrow ever grieve me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ is near, What can here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’er of Him deprive me?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who can rob me of my heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That God’s Son As my own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To my faith hath given?</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_453">[453]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Naked was I and unswathèd</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When on earth At my birth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My first breath I breathèd.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Naked hence shall I betake me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I go From earth’s woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And my breath forsakes me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Naught—not e’en the life I’m living—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is my own, God alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All to me is giving.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Must I, then, His own restore Him?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though bereft Of each gift,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Still shall I adore Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Though a heavy cross I’m bearing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And my heart Feels the smart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall I be despairing?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God can help me, who doth send it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He doth know All my woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And how best to end it.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. God oft gives me days of gladness;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall I grieve If He give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seasons, too, of sadness?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God is good and tempers ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every hurt; Me desert</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wholly can He never.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Though united world and devil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All their power Can no more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do than mock and cavil.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let derision now employ them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ e’en here Will appear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ’fore all destroy them.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. True believers, shrinking never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where they dwell, Should reveal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their true colors ever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When approaching death would scare them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still should they Patient stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And with courage bear them.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_454">[454]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Death can never kill us even,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But relief From all grief</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To us then is given.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It doth close life’s mournful story,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Makes a way That we may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pass to heavenly glory.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. There I’ll reap enduring pleasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">After woe Here below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Suffered in large measure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lasting good we find here never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the earth Deemeth worth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Vanisheth forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. What is all this life possesseth?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But a hand Full of sand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the heart distresseth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Noble gifts that pall me never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ so free There gives me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To enjoy forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Lord, Thou Fount of joy forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou art mine, I am Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No one can us sever.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am Thine, because Thou gavest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life and blood For my good,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By Thy death me savest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Thou art mine, I love and own Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ne’er shall I, Light of joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From my heart dethrone Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Let me, let me, soon behold Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Face to face,—Thy embrace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May it soon enfold me!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_502">502</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dear Refuge of my weary soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Thee, when sorrows rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Thee, when waves of trouble roll,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My fainting hope relies.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_455">[455]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. To Thee I tell each rising grief,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thou alone canst heal;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Word can bring a sweet relief</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For every pain I feel.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shall I seek in vain?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And can the ear of pardoning grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be deaf when I complain?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. No, still the ear of saving grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Attends the mourner’s prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O may I ever find access</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To breathe my sorrows there!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, 1760.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_503">503</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O God, my days are dark indeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How oft this aching heart must bleed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The narrow way,—how filled with pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I must pass, ere heaven I gain!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. How hard to teach this flesh and blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To seek alone th’ eternal God!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah! whither now for comfort turn?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thee, my Jesus, do I yearn.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. In Thee have I, howe’er distrest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Found ever counsel, aid, and rest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I cannot all forsaken be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While still my heart can trust in Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thine office and Thy person show</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Thou great miracles canst do;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Miraculous was, Lord, Thy birth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Thou wert born a child on earth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And by Thy death Thou mak’st me free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So strangely from all misery.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, my only God and Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What sweetness in Thy name is stored!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_456">[456]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. No grief can ever be so sore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Thy sweet name can cheer me more;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So keen no sorrow’s rankling dart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Thy sweet name can heal my heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Although my flesh and heart may fail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll heed it not, I shall not quail;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Savior, if I have but Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall be blest eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. With heart and soul I’m Thine fore’er;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sin, death, and hell I need not fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The world can show no truth like Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And therefore will I not repine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. I know Thou wilt forsake me not,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy truth is fixed, though dark my lot;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou art my Shepherd, and Thy sheep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From harm forever Thou wilt keep.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Jesus, my Boast, my Light, my Joy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Treasure naught can e’er destroy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No words, no song that I can frame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Speak half the sweetness of Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. They only all its power shall prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose hearts have learned Thy faith and love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How many a time I’ve sadly said,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far better were it I were dead;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Far better ne’er the light to see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If I had not this joy in Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For he who hath not Thee in faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His very life is merely death.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Jesus, my Bridegroom and my Crown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If Thou but smile, the world may frown;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Thee lie depths of joy untold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far richer than the richest gold.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. Whenever I but think of Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy dews drop down and solace me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whene’er I hope in Thee, my Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy comfort and Thy peace descend.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_457">[457]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. Whene’er in grief I pray and sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I feel new courage in me spring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy Spirit witnesses that this</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is foretaste of eternal bliss.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">16. Therefore, while life remains in me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ll bear Thy cross and follow Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant me a patient, willing mood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know that it shall work my good.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">17. Help me to do my task aright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That it may stand before Thy sight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me this flesh and blood control,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sin and shame preserve my soul.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">18. O keep me steadfast in the faith,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then I am Thine in life and death.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, my Comfort, bend to me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah, would I were e’en now with Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Conrad Hojer, 1597.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_504">504</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In weariness and pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By sins and fears opprest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I turn me to my Rest again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul’s eternal Rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The Lamb that died for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And still my load doth bear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Jesus’ streaming wounds I flee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And find my quiet there.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Jesus, was ever grief,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Was ever love, like Thine?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy life hath ransomed mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O may I rise with Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And soar to things above</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And spend a blest eternity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In praise of dying love!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1749, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_458">[458]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_505">505</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Zion mourns in fear and anguish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Zion, city of our God.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Ah!” she saith, “how sore I languish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bowed beneath so hard a load!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God hath now forsook me quite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And forgot my evil plight.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nay, the Lord, who chose thee, spares thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For within His heart He bears thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. “Once,” she mourns, “He promised plainly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That His help should aye be near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet I now must seek Him vainly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my days of woe and fear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will He, then, forevermore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep His anger and no more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help His chosen generation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In its present tribulation?”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. “Zion, surely I have loved thee!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thus to her the Highest saith.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Although many woes have proved thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And thy soul is sad to death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet now cast thy griefs behind;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where wilt thou a mother find</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For her own child not providing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or in hatred with it chiding?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. “And if thou couldst find a mother</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who forgot her infant’s claim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or whose wrath her love could smother,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet would I be still the same;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For My truth is pledged to thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Zion, thou art dear to Me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I within My heart have set thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I never can forget thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. “Let not Satan make thee craven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He can fight, but cannot harm.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On My hands thy name is graven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And thy shield is still My arm.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_459">[459]</span><div class="verse indent0">How, then, could it ever be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I failed to think of thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Build the wall of My own city</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And look down on thee with pity?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. “Thou before My eyes art ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In My bosom thou art laid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As a nursing child, and never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shalt thou lack My timely aid.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Me and thee no time nor stress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">War, nor danger, nor distress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No, nor Satan’s self shall sever,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only be thou faithful ever.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Heermann, 1636; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_506">506</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not such a thought e’er pain thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As that thou art cast away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But within God’s Word restrain thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That far otherwise doth say.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en though thou unrighteous art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">True and faithful is God’s heart.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hast thou death deserved forever?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God’s appeased, despond thou never!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Thou art, as is every other,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Tainted by the poison sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the Serpent and our father</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Adam, by the Fall, brought in.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But if God’s voice thou dost hear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Turn to Me, do good,” ne’er fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be of good cheer, He thy yearning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will regard, thy prayer ne’er spurning.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. He is not a bear or lion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thirsting only for thy blood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faithful is thy God in Zion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gentle ever is His mood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God aye as a Father feels,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’s afflicted by our ills;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our misfortune sorrow gives Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And our dying ever grieves Him.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_460">[460]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. “Truly,” saith He, “as I’m living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I the death of none desire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But that men, themselves upgiving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May be rescued from sin’s mire.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When a prodigal returns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God’s heart then with rapture burns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wills that not the least one even</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever from His flock be driven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Shepherd was so faithful never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Seeking sheep that go astray.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Couldest thou God’s heart see ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How He cares for them alway,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How it thirsts and sighs and burns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">After him who from Him turns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From His people’s midst doth wander,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love would make thee weep and ponder.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. God the good not only loveth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Those who in His house now dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But His heart compassion moveth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For those whom the Prince of hell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hath enslaved, the cruel foe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who men’s hearts with hate to glow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Makes ’gainst Him, who when He ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Moves His foot, can make earth quiver.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Deep His love and most enduring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His desire is ever great;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is calling and alluring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Us to enter heaven’s gate.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When they come, whoe’er they be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seeking now that liberty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the devil’s fangs be given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glad are all the hosts of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. God and all those with Him dwelling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Fore whom heaven must hush its voice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When their Maker’s praise forth telling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’er our penitence rejoice;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_461">[461]</span><div class="verse indent0">But what has been done amiss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Covered now and buried is,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All offense to Him we’ve given,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All, yea all, is now forgiven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. From no lake so much is gushing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No depth is so deep at all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With such force no stream is rushing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All compared with God is small;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Naught is like His grace so great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That remits our mighty debt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That He ever throweth over</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All our lives e’en as a cover.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Soul, why art thou sad and dreary?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rest now and contented be!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why wilt thou thyself so weary</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When there is no need for thee?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though thy sins appear to thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like a vast and shoreless sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If with God’s heart thou compare them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twill a trifle seem to bear them.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Could we myriad worlds discover,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All sunk in apostasy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Had the sins there o’er and over</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Every one been done by thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh! still there were less by far</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than the light of grace so clear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Could on earth extinguish ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God from greater could deliver.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Of such wondrous love and favor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Open wide the door to me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Everywhere and aye, my Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Tasted be Thy grace by me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love me, Lord, and let me be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nearer ever drawn to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may embrace and love Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nevermore to anger move Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_462">[462]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_507">507</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whatever God ordains is good!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His righteous will abideth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will be still whate’er He doth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And follow where He guideth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is my God; Though dark my road,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He knoweth how to shield me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore to Him I yield me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Whatever God ordains is good!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He never will deceive me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He leads me by the proper path,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I know He will not leave me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And take content What He hath sent;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His hand that sends my sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will turn my tears to gladness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whatever God ordains is good!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His loving thought attends me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No poisoned draught the cup can be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That my Physician sends me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But medicine; God true has been.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of doubt, then, I’ll divest me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And on His goodness rest me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Whatever God ordains is good!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Life, my Light, can never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Intend me harm; then, to His care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I give myself forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In weal or woe; For well I know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some day I shall see clearly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That God did love me dearly.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Whatever God ordains is good!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though now this cup in drinking</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May bitter to my taste appear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I take it all unshrinking;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For to my heart God will impart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A timely balm of healing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And end each painful feeling.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_463">[463]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Whatever God ordains is good!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here shall my stand be taken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though sorrow, need, or death be mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet am I not forsaken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Father’s care Is round me there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His arms embrace and shield me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then to my God I yield me.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Samuel Rodigast, 1675; C. Winkworth, 1863, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_508">508</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In God, my faithful God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I trust when dark my road;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though many woes o’ertake me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet He will not forsake me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His love it is doth send them</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, when ’tis best, will end them.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My sins assail me sore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But I despair no more.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I build on Christ, who loves me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From this Rock nothing moves me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him I all surrender,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him, my soul’s Defender.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. If death my portion be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then death is gain to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Christ my Life forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From whom death cannot sever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come when it may, He’ll shield me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him I wholly yield me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Jesus Christ, my Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So meek in deed and word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou once didst die to save us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Because Thou fain wouldst have us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">After this life of sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heirs of heavenly gladness.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_464">[464]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. “So be it,” then I say</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all my heart each day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We, too, dear Lord, adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We sing for joy before Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Guide us while here we wander</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till safely landed yonder.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. Weingaertner, 1607; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_509">509</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From God shall naught divide me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For He is true for aye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And on my path will guide me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who else should often stray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His ever-bounteous hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By night and day is heedful</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And gives me what is needful,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where’er I go or stand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When man’s help and affection</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall unavailing prove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God grants me His protection</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And proves His power and love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He helps me in my need,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Delivers me from evil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From sin and death and devil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He is my Friend indeed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. If sorrow comes, He sent it,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Him I put my trust;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I never shall repent it,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For He is true and just</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And endeth every ill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My life and soul I render</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To God, my strong Defender;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let Him do as He will.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Whate’er shall be His pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is surely best for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He sent His dearest Treasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That our weak hearts may see</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_465">[465]</span><div class="verse indent0">His good and gracious will.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In His own Son He gave us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whate’er can bless and save us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Him who loves us still!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O praise Him, for He never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forgets our daily need;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O blest the hour whenever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our thoughts to Him can speed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, all the time we spend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Without Him is but wasted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till we His joy have tasted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The joy that hath no end.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The world away is passing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all its pomp and pride;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All we have been amassing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No longer may abide.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But in our earthly bed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When safely we are sleeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God hath us in His keeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To wake us from the dead.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Our soul shall never perish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But in yon paradise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The joys of heaven shall cherish.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our body shall arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure, holy, new-born, free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From every sin and evil;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The tempting of the devil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We then no more shall see.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Then, though on earth I suffer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Much trial, well I know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I merit ways still rougher,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ’tis to heaven I go.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Christ I know and love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Him I now am hasting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And gladness everlasting</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Him my heart shall prove.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_466">[466]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Such is His will that made us.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Father seeks our good;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Son of sin doth rid us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And saves us by His blood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His Spirit rules our ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through faith in us abiding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To heaven our footsteps guiding.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him be thanks and praise!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">L. Helmbold, 1563.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_510">510</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is Love; His mercy brightens</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All the path in which we rove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God is Wisdom, God is Love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Chance and change are busy ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Man decays, and ages move,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But His mercy waneth never:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God is Wisdom, God is Love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. E’en the hour that darkest seemeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will His changeless goodness prove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the gloom His brightness streameth:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God is Wisdom, God is Love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. He with earthly cares entwineth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hope and comfort from above;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Everywhere His glory shineth:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God is Wisdom, God is Love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Bowring, 1825.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_511">511</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who puts his trust In God most just</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hath built his house securely;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who relies On Jesus Christ,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heaven shall be his most surely.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then fixed on Thee My trust shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thy truth cannot alter;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While mine Thou art Not death’s worst smart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall make my courage falter.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_467">[467]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Though fiercest foes My course oppose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A dauntless front I’ll show them;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Champion Thou, Lord Christ, art now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who soon shalt overthrow them;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if but Thee I have in me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thy good gifts and Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor death nor hell, I know full well,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall hurt me, through Thy merit.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I rest me here Without a fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By Thee shall all be given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I can need, O Friend indeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For this life or for heaven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O keep me true, My heart renew,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul and flesh deliver!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, hear my prayer And in Thy care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Keep me in peace forever.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Magdeburg, 1572; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_512">512</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11, 10, 11, 10</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Here see the Bread of Life, see water flowing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. Moore, 1816. Stanza 3 a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_468">[468]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_513">513</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">4, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God liveth still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, despair not, fear no ill!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is good; from His compassion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Earthly help and comfort flow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strong is His right hand to fashion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All things well for man below.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trial, oft the most distressing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the end has proved a blessing.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God still lives, who heareth prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. God liveth still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, despair not, fear no ill!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who gave the eye its vision,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall He slumber once or sleep?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who gave the ear its mission,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hears He not His children weep?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is God; His ear attendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the sigh our bosom rendeth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God still lives, who heareth prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. God liveth still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, despair not, fear no ill!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who gives the clouds their measure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stretching out the heavens alone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He who stores the earth with treasure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is not far from every one.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God in the hour of need defendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Him whose heart in love ascendeth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God still lives, who heareth prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. God liveth still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, despair not, fear no ill!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is thy cross too great and pond’rous,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cast on Him thy grievous load;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is great, His love is wondrous,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He will speed thee on the road.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_469">[469]</span><div class="verse indent0">For His truth endureth ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And His mercy ceaseth never.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God still lives, who heareth prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. God liveth still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, despair not, fear no ill!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is the yoke of sin too galling?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Christ Himself has set thee free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Borne for thee their weight appalling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cast them in oblivion’s sea!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In thy deepest grief and sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He can grant thee joy and gladness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God still lives, who heareth prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. God liveth still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, despair not, fear no ill!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the world would let thee perish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pathless all thy tangled way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God the nearer draws to cherish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Him who makes the Lord his Stay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Children oft that most He loveth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus with strictest rod He proveth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God still lives, who heareth prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. God liveth still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, despair not, fear no ill!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaven’s huge vault may cleave asunder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Earth’s round globe in ruins burst,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Satan’s fellest rage may thunder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Death and hell may spend their worst;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet will God keep safe and surely</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those who trust in Him securely.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God still lives, who heareth prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. God liveth still!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soul, despair not, fear no ill!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be thy life until its ending</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Full of thorns, of grief, or need,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_470">[470]</span><div class="verse indent0">God, in love the trial sending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thus His child would heavenwards lead.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For this life’s long night of sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He will give thee peace and gladness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherefore, then, my soul, despair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God still lives, who heareth prayer.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. F. Zihn, 1782; F. E. Cox, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_514">514</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are framed upon Thy throne above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And every dark and bending line</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Meets in the center of Thy love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. With feeble light and half obscure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Poor mortals Thine arrangements view,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not knowing that the least are sure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the mysterious just and true.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy flock, Thine own peculiar care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though now they seem to roam uneyed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are led or driven only where</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They best and safest may abide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. They neither know nor trace the way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But whilst they trust Thy guardian eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their feet shall ne’er to ruin stray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor shall the weakest fail or die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. My favored soul shall meekly learn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To lay her reason at Thy throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Too weak Thy secrets to discern,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I’ll trust Thee for my guide alone.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ambrose Serle, 1786.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_515">515</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When in the hour of utmost need</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We know not where to look for aid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When days and nights of anxious thought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor help nor counsel yet have brought,</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_471">[471]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Then this our comfort is alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That we may meet before Thy throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And cry, O faithful God, to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For rescue from our misery;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Repenting sore with bitter sighs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And seek Thy pardon for our sin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And respite from our griefs within.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For Thou hast promised graciously</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To hear all those who cry to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through Him whose name alone is great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Savior and our Advocate.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And thus we come, O God, to-day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all our woes before Thee lay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For tried, afflicted, lo! we stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Perils and foes on every hand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Ah! hide not for our sins Thy face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Absolve us through Thy boundless grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be with us in our anguish still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Free us at last from every ill,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. That so with all our hearts we may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once more our glad thanksgivings pay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And walk obedient to Thy Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And now and ever praise Thee, Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Eber, 1547; C. Winkworth, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_516">516</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seems it in my anguish lone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As if God forsook His own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet I hold the knowledge fast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God will surely help at last.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Though awhile it be delayed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He denieth not His aid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though it come not oft with speed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It will surely come at need.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_472">[472]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. As a father not too soon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grants his child the longed-for boon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So our God gives when He will;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wait His pleasure and be still.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. I can rest in thoughts of Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When all courage else grows dim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For I know my soul shall prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His is more than father’s love.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Would the powers of ill affright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I can smile at all their might;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or the cross be pressing sore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, my God, lives evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Man may hate me causelessly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Man may plot to ruin me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foes my heart may pierce and rend;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God in heaven is still my Friend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Earth against me may declare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For her love I do not care;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though the world bear me a grudge,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God, my Father, is my Judge.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Earth may all her gifts deny,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Safe my treasure is on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if heaven at last be mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All things else I can resign.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. I renounce thee willingly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">World, I hate what pleases thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Baneful every gift of thine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only be, my God, still mine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Ah! Lord, if but Thee I have,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Naught of other good I crave;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bright is even death’s dark road</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If but Thou art there, my God.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">C. Titius, † 1703; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_473">[473]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_517">517</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord God, who art my Father dear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I pray in Jesus’ name: O hear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What, trusting in His promised Word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I humbly ask of Thee, good Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Grant us Thy Word, Thy Spirit give,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That by His grace we godly live;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give shelter, peace, good friends, and food,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Protect our native land, O God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Save us from sin and Satan’s fraud,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deliver us from evil, God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be with us in our dying hour;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thine is the kingdom, glory, power.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord, at Thy word Amen I say;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Increase my feeble faith, I pray.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou lead’st me with a father’s care;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, let me be Thy child and heir!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Mathesius, † 1565; A. Crull, tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_518">518</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beloved, “It is well!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God’s ways are always right;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And perfect love is o’er them all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though far above our sight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Beloved, “It is well!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though deep and sore the smart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The hand that wounds knows how to bind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And heal the broken heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Beloved, “It is well!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though sorrow clouds our way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Twill only make the joy more dear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That ushers in the day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Beloved, “It is well!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The path that Jesus trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though rough and strait and dark it be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Leads home to heaven and God.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">G. W. Doane, 1833.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_474">[474]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_519">519</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Father! cheering name!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O may I call Thee mine!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give me with humble hope to claim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A portion so divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Whate’er Thy will denies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I calmly would resign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou art just and good and wise,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Oh, bend my will to Thine!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whate’er Thy will ordains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Oh, give me strength to bear!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still let me know a Father reigns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And trust a Father’s care.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thy ways are little known</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To my weak, erring sight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet shall my soul, believing, own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That all Thy ways are right.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anne Steele, 1760, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_520">520</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nearer, my God, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en though it be a cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That raiseth me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still all my song shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nearer, my God, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer, my God, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Nearer, my Lord, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who to Thy cross didst come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dying for me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strengthen my willing feet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hold me in service sweet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer, O Christ, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_475">[475]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Nearer, O Comforter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who with my loving Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dwellest with me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant me Thy fellowship,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me each day to keep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer, my Guide, to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. But to be nearer still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bring me, O God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not by the visioned steeps</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Angels have trod.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here where Thy cross I see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, I wait for Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then evermore to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Sarah F. Adams, 1841; a. by H. D. Ganse, † 1891.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_521">521</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M. 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let this feeble body fail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let it faint or die;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul shall quit the mournful vale</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And soar to worlds on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall join the disembodied saints</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And find its long-sought rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That only bliss for which it pants,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my Redeemer’s breast.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In hope of that immortal crown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I now the cross sustain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gladly wander up and down</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And smile at toil and pain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I suffer on my threescore years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till my Deliverer come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wipe away His servant’s tears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And take His exile home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Oh, what hath Jesus bought for me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before my ravished eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rivers of life divine I see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And trees of paradise!</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_476">[476]</span><div class="verse indent0">I see a world of spirits bright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who reap the pleasures there;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They all are robed in spotless white,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And conquering palms they bear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Oh, what are all my sufferings here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If, Lord, Thou count me meet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With that enraptured host t’appear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And worship at Thy feet!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give joy or grief, give ease or pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Take life or friends away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But let me find them all again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In that eternal day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1759, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_522">522</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God of my life, to Thee I call;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the great water-floods prevail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave not my trembling heart to fail.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Friend of the friendless and the faint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where should I lodge my deep complaint?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where but with Thee, whose open door</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Invites the helpless and the poor?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Did ever mourner plead with Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Does not the word still fixed remain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That none shall seek Thy face in vain?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. That were a grief I could not bear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But a prayer-hearing, answering God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Supports me under every load.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I have an Advocate with Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They whom the world caresses most</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have no such privilege to boast.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_477">[477]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Poor though I be, despised, forgot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet God, my God, forgets me not;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And he is safe and must succeed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For whom the Lord Himself does plead.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. Cowper, 1779, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_523">523</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help me, O Lord, in fear and need,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have mercy, to my prayer give heed!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know Thou lov’st me still as Thine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though world and hell ’gainst me combine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My God and Lord, I trust in Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What need I if Thou art with me?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou, Lord Jesus Christ, art mine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God and Savior, I am Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Therefore my happiness is great;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I am content, for Thee I wait,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trust wholly in Thy name, and then</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know Thy help is sure. Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Martin Moller, 1598.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_524">524</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God moves in a mysterious way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His wonders to perform;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He plants His footsteps in the sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And rides upon the storm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Deep in unfathomable mines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of never-failing skill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He treasures up His bright designs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And works His sovereign will.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The clouds ye so much dread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are big with mercy and shall break</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In blessings on your head.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_478">[478]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But trust Him for His grace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Behind a frowning providence</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He hides a smiling face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. His purposes will ripen fast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unfolding every hour;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bud may have a bitter taste,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But sweet will be the flower.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Blind unbelief is sure to err</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And scan His work in vain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is His own interpreter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And He will make it plain.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. Cowper, 1772.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_525">525</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Commit whatever grieves thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At heart, and all thy ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him who never leaves thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On whom creation stays,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who freest courses maketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For clouds and air and wind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who care and counsel taketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A path for thee to find.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. On God repose forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If thou wouldst prosper sure;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On his work gaze thou ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">If thine is to endure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By anxious care and grieving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By self-consuming pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God is not moved to giving;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By prayer must thou obtain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Thy grace, that ever floweth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O Father, what is good</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or evil, ever knoweth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To mortal flesh and blood.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What to Thine eye all-seeing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And to Thy counsel wise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seems good must into being,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O mighty Prince, arise.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_479">[479]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. For means it fails Thee never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou always find’st a way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy deeds are blessing ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy path like brightest day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy work no one can hinder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy labor cannot rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If Thou design’st Thy tender</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Children should all be blessed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Though all the power of evil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Should rise up to resist,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Without a doubt or cavil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God never will desist;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His undertakings ever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At length He carries through;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What He designs He never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can fail at all to do.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Hope on, thou heart, grief-riven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In hope courageous be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where anguish thee had driven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou shalt deliverance see.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God from thy pit of sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall raise thee graciously;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wait, and the sun of gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thine eyes shall early see.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Arise, to pain and anguish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A long good night now say;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drive all that makes thee languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In grief and woe away.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not thine ’tis to endeavor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The ruler’s part to play;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God sits as Ruler ever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Guides all things well each day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Let Him alone and tarry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He is a Prince all-wise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He shall Himself so carry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Twill strange seem in thine eyes,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_480">[480]</span><div class="verse indent0">When He, as Him beseemeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In wonderful decree,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall as Himself good deemeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’errule what grieveth thee.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. He may, a while still staying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His comforts keep from thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, on His part delaying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Seem to have utterly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forgotten and forsaken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And put thee out of mind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though grief hath thee o’ertaken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No time for thee to find.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. But if thou never shrinkest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And true dost still remain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He’ll come when least thou thinkest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And set thee free again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee from the load deliver,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That burdeneth thy heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That thou hast carried never</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For any evil part.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Hail! child of faith, who gainest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The victory alway,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who honor’s crown obtainest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That never fades away.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God in thy hand will give thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">One day the glorious palm;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who ne’er in grief did leave thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Him thou’lt sing thy psalm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. O Lord, no longer lengthen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our time of misery;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our hands and feet do strengthen;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And until death may we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thee be watched and cared for,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In faithfulness and love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So come we where prepared for</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Us is our blessed abode.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Gerhardt, 1656; J. Kelly, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_481">[481]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_526">526</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">If God Himself be for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I may a host defy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For when I pray, before me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My foes confounded fly.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If Christ, my Head and Master,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Befriend me from above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What foe or what disaster</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can drive me from His love?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. This I believe—yea, rather,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of this I make my boast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That God is my dear Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Friend who loves me most;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that, whate’er betide me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My Savior is at hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through stormy seas to guide me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bring me safe to land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I build on this foundation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That Jesus and His blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Alone are my salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The true, eternal good;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Without Him all that pleases</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is valueless on earth;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gifts I owe to Jesus</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Alone my love are worth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. My Jesus is my Splendor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My soul’s bright-beaming Sun;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were He not my Defender</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Before God’s awful throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I never should find favor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And mercy in His sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But be destroyed forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As darkness by the light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He canceled my offenses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And saved my soul from death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis He who ever cleanses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Me from my sins through faith.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_482">[482]</span><div class="verse indent0">In Him I can be cheerful,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bold, and undaunted aye;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In Him I am not fearful</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of God’s great Judgment Day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Naught, naught can e’er condemn me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor set my hope aside;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now hell no more can claim me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Its fury I deride.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No sentence e’er reproves me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No ill destroys my peace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Christ, my Savior, loves me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And screens me with His grace.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. His Spirit in me dwelleth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And o’er my mind He reigns.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All sorrow He dispelleth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And soothes away all pains.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He crowns His work with blessing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And helpeth me to cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“My Father!” without ceasing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Him who dwells on high.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. To mine His Spirit speaketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sweet words of holy cheer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How God, to Him that seeketh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For rest, is always near,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And how He hath erected</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A city fair and new,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where what our faith expected</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We evermore shall view.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. In yonder home doth flourish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heritage, my lot;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though here I die and perish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heaven shall fail me not.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though care my life oft saddens</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And causeth tears to flow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The light of Jesus gladdens</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sweetens every woe.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_483">[483]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Who clings with resolution</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Him whom Satan hates</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Must look for persecution;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For him the burden waits</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of mockery, shame, and losses,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heaped on his guiltless head;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A thousand plagues and crosses</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall be his daily bread.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. All this I am prepared for,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yet am I not afraid;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Thee shall all be cared for,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To whom my vows were paid.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though life and limb it cost me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And everything I have,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unshaken shall I trust Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thee never shall I leave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Though earth be rent asunder,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou’rt mine eternally;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not fire nor sword nor thunder</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall sever me from Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not hunger, thirst, nor danger,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Not pain nor poverty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor mighty princes’ anger,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall ever hinder me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. No angel and no gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No throne, no pomp, no show,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No love, no hate, no sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No pain, no depth of woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No scheme of man’s contrivance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">However small or great,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall draw me from Thy guidance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor from Thee separate.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. My heart for joy is springing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And can no more be sad,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis full of mirth and singing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sees naught but sunshine glad.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_484">[484]</span><div class="verse indent0">The Sun that cheers my spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is Jesus Christ, my King;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That which I shall inherit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hereafter, makes me sing.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Rom. 8, 31-39. Paul Gerhardt, 1664; R. Massie, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="DEATH_AND_BURIAL">DEATH AND BURIAL.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_527">527</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus Christ, true man and God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who borest anguish, scorn, the rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And diedst at last upon the tree</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To gain Thy Father’s grace for me:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I pray Thee, through that bitter woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let me, a sinner, mercy know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When comes the hour of failing breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I must wrestle, Lord, with death;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When from my sight all fades away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when my tongue no more can say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when mine ears no more can hear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when my heart is racked with fear;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When all my mind is darkened o’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And human help can do no more;—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then come, Lord Jesus, come with speed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And help me in the hour of need.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lead me from this dark vale beneath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shorten then the pangs of death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All evil spirits drive away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But let Thy Spirit with me stay,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Until my soul the body leave;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then in Thy hands my soul receive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And let the earth the body keep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the Last Day shall break its sleep.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Joyful my resurrection be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou in the Judgment plead for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hide my sins, Lord, from Thy face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And give me life, of Thy dear grace!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_485">[485]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Implicitly I trust Thee, Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou hast promised in Thy Word:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“In truth I tell you, who receives</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Word, and keeps it, and believes,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. “Shall never fall God’s wrath beneath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall never taste eternal death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though here he must return to dust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He still is noways therefore lost;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. “For I will with a mighty hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deliver him from death’s strong band</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lift him hence that he shall be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever in My realm with Me,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. “Forever living there in bliss.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oh, let us not that glory miss!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dear Lord, forgive us all our guilt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Help us to wait until Thou wilt</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. That we depart; and let our faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be brave and conquer e’en in death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Firm resting in Thy sacred Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until we sleep in Thee, our Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Paul Eber, 1565; C. Winkworth, tr., 1855.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_528">528</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When my last hour is close at hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And I must hence betake me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus Christ, beside me stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor let Thy help forsake me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thy blest hands I now commend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul, at this my earthly end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Thou wilt safely keep it.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My sins, dear Lord, disturb me sore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My conscience cannot slumber;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But though as sands upon the shore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My sins may be in number,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will not quail, but think of Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy death, Thy sorrow, borne for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy sufferings, shall uphold me.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_486">[486]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I have been grafted in the Vine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And hence my comfort borrow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou wilt surely keep me Thine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through fear and pain and sorrow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, though I die, I die to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who through Thy death hast won for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The right to life eternal.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Since Thou from death didst rise again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In death Thou wilt not leave me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord, Thy ascension soothes my pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No fear of death shall grieve me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Thou wilt have me where Thou art,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And so with joy I can depart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To be with Thee forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. And so I stretch mine arms to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And gladly hence betake me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peaceful and calm my sleep shall be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No human voice can wake me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Christ is with me through the strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And He will bear me into life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And open heaven before me.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Nikolaus Herman, 1560; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_529">529</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For me to live is Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To die is gain for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him I gladly yield me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And die right cheerfully.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. From hence I go with gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Christ my Brother’s side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may soon be with Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And e’er with Him abide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I have o’ercome life’s crosses;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grief, pain, and sorrow cease;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through His five wounds most holy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With God I am at peace.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_487">[487]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When all my powers are breaking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My breath comes heavily,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor word more I can utter,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, hear my sighs to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When reason, sense, and thinking</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fail like a flickering light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That to and fro doth waver</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ere ’tis extinguished quite,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Then let me softly, gently,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, fall asleep in Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When by Thy will and counsel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My last hour comes to me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. As to the oak the ivy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So let me cleave to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And live in heavenly glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Thee eternally.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Amen! This wilt Thou, Jesus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grant graciously to me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Endow me with Thy Spirit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That I die happily.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Anon., 1609; E. Cronenwett, tr., 1880.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_530">530</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! a voice saith, “All are mortal.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yea, all flesh must fade as grass,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only through death’s gloomy portal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To a better land we pass;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This frail body here must perish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere the heavenly joys it cherish,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere it gain the free reward</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the ransomed of the Lord.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Therefore, when my God doth choose it,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Willingly I’ll yield my life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor will grieve that I should lose it,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For with sorrows it was rife;</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_488">[488]</span><div class="verse indent0">In my dear Redeemer’s merit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace hath found my troubled spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in death my comfort is</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus’ death—sweet comfort this!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For my sake He went before me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And His death is now my gain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace and hope He conquered for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So without regret or pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, with joy I’ll quit earth’s sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the beauteous heaven of gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where I shall eternally</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See the holy Trinity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. There is joy beyond our telling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where so many saints have gone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thousands, thousands, there are dwelling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Worshiping before the throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There the seraphim are shining,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Evermore in chorus joining:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Holy, holy, holy, Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Triune God, for aye adored!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. There great men, of sacred story,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Prophets, patriarchs, are met;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There apostles, too, in glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fill twelve thrones by Jesus set;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the saints that have ascended</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Age on age, through time extended,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There in blissful concert sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hallelujahs to their King.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O Jerusalem, how glorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dost thou shine, thou city fair!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! I hear the tones victorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever sweetly sounding there!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O the bliss that there surprises!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo! the sun of morn now rises,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the breaking day I see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That shall never end for me!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_489">[489]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Yea, I see what here was told me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">See that wondrous glory shine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Feel the spotless robes enfold me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Know a golden crown is mine.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus before the throne so glorious</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now I stand, a soul victorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gazing on that joy for aye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That shall never pass away.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. G. Albinus, 1652; C. Winkworth, 1863, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_531">531</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">One sweetly solemn thought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comes to me o’er and o’er,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nearer my home to-day am I</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Than e’er I’ve been before;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Nearer my Father’s house,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where many mansions be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nearer to-day the great white throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer the crystal sea;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Nearer the bound of life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where burdens are laid down;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nearer to leave the heavy cross;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer to gain the crown.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. But, lying dark between,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Winding down through the night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There rolls the silent, unknown stream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That leads at last to light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. E’en now, perchance, my feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are slipping on the brink,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I to-day am nearer home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nearer than now I think.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Father, perfect my trust;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strengthen my spirit’s faith;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor let me stand at last alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon the shore of death.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Phoebe Cary, 1852.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_490">[490]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_532">532</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Farewell! I say with gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">False, evil world, farewell!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy life is sin and sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With thee I would not dwell;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In heaven are better pleasures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I long for that bright sphere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where God grants endless treasures</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To those that served Him here.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Do with me as it pleases</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy heart, O Son of God!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When anguish on me seizes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Help me to bear my load;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor then my sorrows lengthen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But take me hence on high;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My fearful spirit strengthen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And let me calmly die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When all around is darkling,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy name and cross, still bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deep in my heart are sparkling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like stars in blackest night.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Appear Thou in Thy sorrow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For Thine was woe indeed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from Thy cross I borrow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All comfort heart can need.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Thou diedst for me,—O hide me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When tempests round me roll;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through all my foes, O guide me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Receive my trembling soul.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If I but grasp Thee firmer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What matters pain when past?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hath he a cause to murmur</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who reaches heaven at last?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O write my name, I pray Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now in the book of life;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So let me here obey Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And there, where joys are rife,</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_491">[491]</span><div class="verse indent0">Forever bloom before Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy perfect freedom prove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And tell, as I adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How faithful was Thy love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">V. Herberger, 1613; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_533">533</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is not death to die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To leave this weary road,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And midst the brotherhood on high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To be at home with God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. It is not death to close</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The eye long dimmed by tears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wake in glorious repose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To spend eternal years.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. It is not death to bear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The wrench that sets us free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From dungeon chain, to breathe the air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of boundless liberty.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. It is not death to fling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Aside this sinful dust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And rise, on strong, exulting wing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To live among the just.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Jesus, Thou Prince of Life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy chosen cannot die;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like Thee, they conquer in the strife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To reign with Thee on high.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. A. C. Malan, 1832; G. W. Bethune, tr., 1847.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_534">534</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And must this body die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This mortal frame decay?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And must these active limbs of mine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lie moldering in the clay?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. God, my Redeemer, lives</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ever from the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Looks down and watches all my dust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Till He shall bid it rise.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_492">[492]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Arrayed in glorious grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall these vile bodies shine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And every shape and every face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Look heavenly and divine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. These lively hopes we owe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Jesus’ dying love;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We would adore His grace below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sing His power above.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Dear Lord, accept the praise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of these our humble songs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till tunes of nobler sound we raise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With our immortal tongues.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_535">535</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">11s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I would not live alway; I ask not to stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where storm after storm rises dark o’er the way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are enough for life’s woes, full enough for its cheer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. I would not live alway; thus fettered by sin,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Temptation without and corruption within;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There sweet be my rest till He bid me arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To hail Him in triumph descending the skies.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_493">[493]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Who, who would live alway, away from his God?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where the rivers of pleasure flow o’er the bright plains,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the noontide of glory eternally reigns;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their Savior and brethren transported to greet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. A. Muehlenberg, 1826.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_536">536</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark! a voice divides the sky:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Happy are the faithful dead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the Lord who sweetly die;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They from all their toils are freed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Them the Spirit hath declared</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Blest, unutterably blest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus is their great Reward,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jesus is their endless Rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Followed by their works, they go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where their Head had gone before;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Reconciled by grace below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grace hath opened mercy’s door.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Justified through faith alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here they knew their sins forgiven;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here they laid their burden down,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hallowed and made meet for heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When from flesh the spirit freed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hastens homeward to return,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mortals cry, “A man is dead!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Angels sing, “A child is born!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Charles Wesley, 1742.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_494">[494]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_537">537</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now Thy little lamb’s brief weeping;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah! how peaceful, pale, and mild,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In its narrow bed ’tis sleeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And no sigh of anguish sore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaves that little bosom more.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. In this world of care and pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the sunny, heavenly plain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Dost Thou now with joy receive it;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clothed in robes of spotless white,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now it dwells with Thee in light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where it lives may soon be living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the lovely pastures see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That its heavenly food are giving;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then the gain of death we prove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though Thou take what most we love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. W. Meinhold, 1835; C. Winkworth, tr., 1853.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_538">538</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now lay we calmly in the grave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This form, whereof no doubt we have</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That it shall rise again that day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In glorious triumph o’er decay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And so to earth again we trust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What came from dust and turns to dust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from the dust shall surely rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the last trumpet fills the skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. His soul forever lives in God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose grace his pardon hath bestowed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who through His Son redeemed him here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From bondage unto sin and fear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. His trials and his griefs are past;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A blessed end is his at last;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He bore Christ’s yoke and did His will;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And though he died, he liveth still.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_495">[495]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. He lives where none do mourn and weep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And calmly shall his body sleep.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis God shall death Himself destroy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And raise it into glorious joy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. He suffered pain and grief below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ heals him now from all his woe.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For him hath endless joy begun;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He shines in glory like the sun.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. Then let us leave him to his rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And homeward turn, for he is blest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we must well our souls prepare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For death may seize us everywhere.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. So help us, Christ, our Hope in loss;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou hast redeemed us by Thy cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From endless death and misery;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We praise, we bless, we worship Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. Weiss, 1531; Stanza 8, Martin Luther; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_539">539</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now hush your cries and shed no tear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On such death none should look with fear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He died a faithful Christian man,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And with his death true life began.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Coffin and grave we deck with care,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His body reverently bear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is not dead, but rests in God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And softly sleeps beneath the sod.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. It seems as all were over now,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The heavy limbs, the soulless brow,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet through these rigid limbs once more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A noble life ere long shall pour.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. These bones, now dead, again shall feel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">New warmth and vigor through them steal,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And reunited they shall soar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On high to live forevermore.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_496">[496]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. This body, lying stiff and stark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall soon rise upward from the dark</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And swiftly mount up to the skies,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en as the spirit heavenward flies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The buried grain of wheat must die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Withered and worthless long must lie,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet springs to light all sweet and fair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And proper fruits shall rightly bear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. E’en so this body, made of dust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To earth we once again entrust,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where it shall slumber free from pain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till from the dead it rise again.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. God breathed into this house of clay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The spirit that hath passed away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The righteous mind, the noble heart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The living faith, did Christ impart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Now earth has hid it from our eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till God shall bid it wake and rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who ne’er the creature will forget,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On whom His image He hath set.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Ah, would that promised day were here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Christ will once again appear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bring them to their heavenly home</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who have been buried in the tomb!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">“Deus, ignee fons animarum.” Tr. from the German, C. Winkworth, 1856.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_540">540</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From which none ever wakes to weep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A calm and undisturbed repose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unbroken by the last of foes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, how sweet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To be for such a slumber meet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With holy confidence to sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That death has lost his venomed sting.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_497">[497]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose waking is supremely blest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That manifests the Savior’s power.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, for me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May such a blissful refuge be!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Securely shall my ashes lie</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wait the summons from on high.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Margaret Mackay, 1832, abr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_541">541</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, I live to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Loveliest and Best;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My life in Thee, Thy life in me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy blest love I rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Jesus, I die to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whenever death shall come;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To die in Thee is life to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my eternal home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Whether to live or die,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I know not which is best;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To live in Thee is bliss to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To die is endless rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Living or dying, Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I ask but to be Thine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My life in Thee, Thy life in me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make heaven forever mine!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. Harbaugh, 1850.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_542">542</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Why do we mourn departing friends</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or shake at death’s alarms?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To call them to His arms.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Are we not tending upward, too,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As fast as time can move?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor would we wish the hours more slow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To keep us from our love.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_498">[498]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Why should we tremble to convey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their bodies to the tomb?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There the dear flesh of Jesus lay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And scattered all the gloom.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The graves of all the saints He blessed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And softened every bed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where should the dying members rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But with their dying Head?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Thence He arose, ascending high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And showed our feet the way.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Up to the Lord we, too, shall fly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At the great rising-day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Then let the last loud trumpet sound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bid our kindred rise;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Awake, ye nations under ground!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye saints, ascend the skies!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1709.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_543">543</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In my distress Thou helpest me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul and body I commend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into Thy hands; Thine angel send</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To guide me home and cheer my heart</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Since Thou dost call me to depart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Jesus Christ, Thou Lamb of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once slain to take away our load,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now let Thy cross, Thine agony,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Avail to save and solace me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy death to open heaven and there</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bid me the joy of angels share.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Holy Spirit, at the end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweet Comforter, be Thou my Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When death and hell assail me sore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave me, O leave me nevermore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But bear me safely through the strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Thou hast promised, into life.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">N. Selnecker, † 1592; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_499">[499]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_544">544</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8s 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who knows how near my end may be?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Time speeds away, and death comes on;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How swiftly, ah, how suddenly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May death be here and life be gone!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The world that smiled when morn was come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May change for me ere close of eve;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So long as earth is still my home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In peril of my death I live.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Teach me to ponder oft my end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And ere the hour of death appears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To cast my soul on Christ, her Friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor spare repentant cries and tears.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. And let me now so order all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That ever ready I may be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To say with joy, Whate’er befall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Lord, do Thou as Thou wilt with me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Let heaven to me be ever sweet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And this world bitter let me find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I, mid all its toil and heat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">May keep eternity in mind.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. O Father, cover all my sins</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Jesus’ merits, who alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The pardon that I covet wins</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And makes His long-sought rest my own.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_500">[500]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. His sorrows and His cross I know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Make deathbeds soft and light the grave;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They comfort in the hour of woe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">They give me all I fain would have.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. From Him can naught my soul divide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor life nor death can part us now;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I thrust my hand into His side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And say, My Lord and God art Thou!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. In Holy Baptism long ago</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I joined me to the living Vine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou lovest me in Him, I know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Him Thou dost accept me Thine.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. And I have eaten His own flesh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And drunk His blood,—nor can I be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forsaken now nor doubt afresh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I am in Him and He in me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Then death may come or tarry yet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I know in Christ I perish not;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He never will His own forget,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">He gives me robes without a spot.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy peace may bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. And thus I live in God at peace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And die without a thought of fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Content to take what God decrees,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For through His Son my faith is clear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His grace shall be in death my stay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And peace shall bless my dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Countess Emilie Juliane, 1686; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858, a.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_501">[501]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_545">545</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I fall asleep in Jesus’ wounds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There pardon for my sins abounds;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yea, Jesus’ blood and righteousness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My jewels are, my glorious dress,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherein before my God I’ll stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I shall reach the heavenly land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. With peace and joy I now depart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God’s child I am with all my heart;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I thank thee, Death, thou leadest me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To that true life where I would be.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So cleansed by Christ, I fear not death.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus, strengthen Thou my faith!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Probably Paul Eber, † 1569; C. Winkworth, 1869, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_546">546</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 7, 7, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the day of toil is done,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the race of life is run,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, grant Thy wearied one</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rest forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When the strife of sin is stilled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the foe within is killed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thy gracious word fulfilled,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Peace forevermore.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. When the darkness melts away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At the breaking of the day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bid us hail the cheering ray,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Light forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. When the heart, by sorrow tried,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Feels at length its throbs subside,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bring us where all tears are dried,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Joy forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. When for vanished days we yearn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Days that never can return,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Teach us in Thy love to learn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Love forevermore.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_502">[502]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. When the breath of life is flown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the grave must claim its own,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord of life, be ours Thy crown,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Life forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Ellerton, 1871.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_547">547</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">10, 10, 5, 10</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O how blest are ye whose toils are ended!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who through death have unto God ascended!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye have arisen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the cares which keep us still in prison.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. We are still as in a dungeon living,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our undertakings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are but toils and troubles and heartbreakings.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ye, meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quiet, and set free from all our weeping;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No cross or sadness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There can hinder your untroubled gladness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Christ has wiped away your tears forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye have that for which we still endeavor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To you are chanted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Songs that ne’er to mortal ears were granted.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Ah! who would, then, not depart with gladness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To inherit heaven for earthly sadness?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who here would languish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Longer in bewailing and in anguish?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead us forth and cast this world behind us!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Thee, th’ Anointed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">S. Dach, 1635; H. W. Longfellow, tr., a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_503">[503]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="JUDGMENT">JUDGMENT.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_548">548</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er the distant mountains breaking</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comes the redd’ning dawn of day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">|: ’Tis thy Savior, :|</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On His bright returning way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Thou long-expected, weary</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Waits my anxious soul for Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life is dark, and earth is dreary,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Thy light I do not see;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">|: O my Savior, :|</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When wilt Thou return to me?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Nearer is my soul’s salvation,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spent the night, the day at hand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keep me in my lowly station,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Watching for Thee, till I stand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">|: O my Savior, :|</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In Thy bright, Thy promised land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. With my lamp well trimmed and burning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Swift to hear and loath to roam,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Watching for Thy glad returning</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To restore me to my home.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">|: Come, my Savior, :|</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou hast promised: quickly come.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. S. B. Monsell, 1863, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_549">549</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 9, 8, 6, 6, 4, 8, 8</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wake, awake, for night is flying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The watchmen on the heights are crying:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Awake, Jerusalem, arise!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Midnight hears the welcome voices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And at the thrilling cry rejoices;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O where are ye, ye virgins wise?</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_504">[504]</span><div class="verse indent0">The Bridegroom comes, awake!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your lamps with gladness take!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With bridal care Yourselves prepare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To meet the Bridegroom, who is near!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Zion hears the watchmen singing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all her heart with joy is springing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">She wakes, she rises from her gloom;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For her Lord comes down all glorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The strong in grace, in truth victorious,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Her Star is risen, her Light is come!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now come, Thou Blessed One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lord Jesus, God’s own Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hail! Hosanna!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The joyful call We answer all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And follow to the nuptial hall.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Glory unto Thee be given,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By men and by the host of heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With harp and cymbal’s clearest tone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of one pearl each shining portal,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where we are with the choir immortal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of angels round Thy dazzling throne.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor eye hath seen, nor ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hath yet attained to hear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Such great glory;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Therefore will we Eternally</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sing hymns of joy and praise to Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Ph. Nicolai, 1599; Comp. tr.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_550">550</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let thoughtless thousands choose the road</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That leads the soul away from God;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This happiness, dear Lord, be mine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To live and die entirely Thine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. On Christ, by faith, I fain would live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Him my life, my all, receive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him devote my fleeting hours,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Serve Him alone with all my powers.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_505">[505]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Christ is my everlasting All;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him I look, on Him I call;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He will my every want supply</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In time and through eternity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Soon will the Lord, my Life, appear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon shall I end my trials here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To live is Christ, to die is gain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Soon will the saints in glory meet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon walk through every golden street,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sing on every blissful plain,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To live is Christ, to die is gain.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. Haskins, 1789.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_551">551</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">That day of wrath, that dreadful day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When heaven and earth shall pass away!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What power shall be the sinner’s stay?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How shall he meet that dreadful day?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When, shriveling like a parchèd scroll,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The flaming heavens together roll;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When louder yet, and yet more dread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Swells the high trump that wakes the dead:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Lord, on that day, that wrathful day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When man to Judgment wakes from clay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be Thou the trembling sinner’s stay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though heaven and earth shall pass away.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas of Celano, 13th cent.; Walter Scott, 1805, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_552">552</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The day is surely drawing near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When God’s Son, the Anointed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall with great majesty appear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As Judge of all appointed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All mirth and laughter then shall cease,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When flames on flames will still increase,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As the Apostle teacheth.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_506">[506]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. A trumpet loud shall then resound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all the earth be shaken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then all who in their graves are found</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall from their sleep awaken;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But all that live shall in that hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the Almighty’s boundless power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Be changed at His commanding.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. A book is opened then to all,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A record truly telling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What each hath done, both great and small,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When he on earth was dwelling;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And every heart be clearly seen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all be known as they have been,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In thoughts and words and actions.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Then woe to those who scorned the Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sought but carnal pleasures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who here despised His precious Word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And loved their earthly treasures!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With shame and trembling they will stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And at the Judge’s stern command</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Satan be delivered.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O Jesus, who my debt didst pay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And for my sin wast smitten,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within the book of life, O may</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My name be also written!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I will not doubt; I trust in Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Satan Thou hast made me free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And from all condemnation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Therefore my Intercessor be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And for Thy bloody merit</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Declare my name from judgment free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all who life inherit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That I may see Thee face to face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all Thy saints in that blest place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which Thou for us hast purchased.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_507">[507]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. O Jesus Christ, do not delay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But hasten our salvation!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We often tremble on our way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In fear and tribulation.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then hear us when we cry to Thee;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come, mighty Judge, and make us free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From every evil! Amen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">B. Ringwaldt, † 1599; P. A. Peter, 1880, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_553">553</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great God, what do I see and hear?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The end of things created;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Judge of mankind doth appear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On clouds of glory seated;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The trumpet sounds; the graves restore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dead which they contained before:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Prepare, my soul, to meet Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The dead in Christ shall first arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At the last trumpet’s sounding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Caught up to meet Him in the skies;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With joy their Lord surrounding;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No gloomy fears their souls dismay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His presence sheds eternal day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On those prepared to meet Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. But sinners, filled with guilty fears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Behold His wrath prevailing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For they shall rise and find their tears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sighs are unavailing;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The day of grace is past and gone;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trembling they stand before the throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All unprepared to meet Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Christ, who diedst and yet dost live,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To me impart Thy merit;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My pardon seal, my sins forgive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And cleanse me by Thy Spirit.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beneath Thy cross I view the day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When heaven and earth shall pass away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And thus prepare to meet Thee.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. B. Collyer, 1812.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_508">[508]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_554">554</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And will the Judge descend?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And must the dead arise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And not a single soul escape</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His all-discerning eyes?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And from His righteous lips</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall this dread sentence sound;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And, through the numerous guilty throng,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spread black despair around?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. “Depart from Me, accursed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To everlasting flame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For rebel angels first prepared,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where mercy never came.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. How will my heart endure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The terrors of that day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When earth and heaven before His face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Astonished shrink away?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. But ere that trumpet shakes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The mansions of the dead,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark, from the Gospel’s cheering sound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What joyful tidings spread!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Ye sinners, seek His grace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose wrath ye cannot bear;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fly to the shelter of His cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And find salvation there.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Philip Doddridge, † 1751.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_555">555</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8s 3 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Day of wrath, that day of mourning!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">See fulfilled the Prophet’s warning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaven and earth in ashes burning!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O what fear man’s bosom rendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When from heaven the Judge descendeth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On whose sentence all dependeth!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through earth’s sepulchers it ringeth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All before the throne it bringeth.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_509">[509]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Death is struck and nature quaking;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All creation is awaking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To its Judge an answer making.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Lo, the book, exactly worded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wherein all hath been recorded;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thence shall judgment be awarded.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. When the Judge His seat attaineth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And each hidden deed arraigneth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nothing unavenged remaineth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. What shall I, frail man, be pleading?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who for me be interceding,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the just are mercy needing?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. King of majesty tremendous,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who dost free salvation send us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fount of pity, then befriend us!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">9. Think, kind Jesus! my salvation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Caused Thy wondrous incarnation;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave me not to reprobation!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. Faint and weary Thou hast sought me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the cross of suffering bought me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall such grace in vain be brought me?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. Righteous Judge of retribution,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grant Thy gift of absolution</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ere that day’s dread execution.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. Guilty, now I pour my moaning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All my shame with anguish owning:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Thou the women gav’st remission,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heard’st the dying thief’s petition;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hopeless else were my condition.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. Worthless are my prayers and sighing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet, good Lord, in grace complying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rescue me from fires undying!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_510">[510]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. With Thy favored sheep, O place me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor amid the goats abase me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But to Thy right hand upraise me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">16. While the wicked are confounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Doomed to flames of woe unbounded,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Call me, with Thy saints surrounded.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">17. Bows my heart in meek submission,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strewn with ashes of contrition.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Succor Thou my lost condition!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">18. Day of sorrow, day of weeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When, in dust no longer sleeping,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Man awakes in Thy dread keeping!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">19. To the rest Thou didst prepare me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Thy cross, O Christ, upbear me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spare, O God, in mercy spare me!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Thomas of Celano, c. 1250; W. J. Irons, tr., 1848, a.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="HEAVEN">HEAVEN.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_556">556</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jerusalem the golden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With milk and honey blest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beneath thy contemplation</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sink heart and voice opprest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I know not, O I know not</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What joys await us there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What radiancy of glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What bliss beyond compare!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. There is the throne of David;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And there, from care released,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The songs of them that triumph,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The shout of them that feast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And they who, with their Leader,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Have conquered in the fight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever and forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are clad in robes of white!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_511">[511]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Exult, O dust and ashes!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Lord shall be thy Part;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His only, His forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou shalt be and thou art!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, in mercy bring us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Soon to that land of rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who art, with God the Father</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Spirit, ever blest!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Bernard of Cluny, 12th cent.; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_557">557</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Brief life is here our portion;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Brief sorrow, short-lived care;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The life that knows no ending,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The tearless life, is there.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O happy retribution!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Short toil, eternal rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For mortals and for sinners</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A mansion with the blest!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. And now we fight the battle,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But then shall wear the crown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of full and everlasting</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And passionless renown;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And now we watch and struggle,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And now we live in hope,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Zion in her anguish</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With Babylon must cope.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. But He whom now we trust in</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall then be seen and known;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And they that know and see Him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall have Him for their own.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there is David’s fountain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And life in fullest glow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there the light is golden,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And milk and honey flow.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_512">[512]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. The morning shall awaken,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shadows shall decay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And each true-hearted servant</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall shine as doth the day;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes! God, my King and Portion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In fulness of His grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We then shall see forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And worship face to face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O sweet and blessed country,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The home of God’s elect!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O sweet and blessed country</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That eager hearts expect!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jesus, in mercy bring us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To that dear land of rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who art, with God the Father</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Spirit, ever blest.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Bernard of Cluny, 12th cent.; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_558">558</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jerusalem, my happy home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Name ever dear to me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When shall my labors have an end</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In joy and peace and thee?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pearly gates behold;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thy bulwarks with salvation strong</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And streets of shining gold?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O when, thou city of my God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall I thy courts ascend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where evermore the angels sing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where sabbaths have no end?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. There happier bowers than Eden’s bloom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor sin nor sorrow know;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I onward press to you.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_513">[513]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Why should I shrink from pain and woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or feel at death dismay?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’ve Canaan’s goodly land in view</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And realms of endless day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Around my Savior stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And soon my friends in Christ below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Will join the glorious band.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">From an ancient hymn, anon., 1801.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_559">559</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">10, 6, 10, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jerusalem, thou city fair and high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Would God I were in thee!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It will not stay with me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far over vale and mountain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Far over field and plain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It hastes to seek its Fountain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And quit this world of pain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O happy day, and yet far happier hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When wilt thou come at last,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When fearless to my Father’s love and power,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose promise standeth fast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My soul I gladly render?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For surely will His hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lead her, with guidance tender,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To heaven, her fatherland.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. A moment’s space, and gently, wondrously,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Released from earthly ties,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Elijah’s chariot bears her up to thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through all these lower skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To yonder shining regions,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While down to meet her come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The blessed angel legions</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And bid her welcome home.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_514">[514]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The gates of grace to me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How many a time I longed for thee of old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ere yet I was set free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From yon dark life of sadness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Yon world of shadowy naught,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And God had given the gladness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The heritage I sought.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O what the tribe, or what the glorious host,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comes sweeping swiftly down?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The Church’s brightest crown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Lord hath sent to meet me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As in the far-off years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their words oft came to greet me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In yonder land of tears.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. The patriarchs’ and prophets’ noble train,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With all Christ’s followers true,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who bore the cross and could the worst disdain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That tyrants dared to do,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I see them shine forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All glorious as the sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid light that fadeth never,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their perfect freedom won.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. And when within that lovely paradise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At last I safely dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From out my soul what songs of bliss shall rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What joy my lips shall tell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While holy saints are singing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hosannas o’er and o’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pure hallelujahs ringing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Around me evermore!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_515">[515]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Innumerous choirs before the shining throne</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their joyful anthems raise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till heaven’s glad halls are echoing with the tone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of that great hymn of praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And all its host rejoices,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all its blessed throng</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unite their myriad voices</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In one eternal song.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. M. Meyfart, 1626; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_560">560</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is a land of pure delight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where saints immortal reign;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal day excludes the night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And pleasures banish pain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. There everlasting spring abides,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And never-withering flowers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death, like a narrow sea, divides</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">This heavenly land from ours.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand dressed in living green;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So to the Jews old Canaan stood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While Jordan rolled between.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. But timorous mortals start and shrink</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To cross this narrow sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And linger, shivering, on the brink</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And fear to launch away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. O could we make our doubts remove,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Those gloomy doubts that rise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And view the Canaan that we love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With unbeclouded eyes:</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Could we but climb where Moses stood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And view the landscape o’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not Jordan’s stream nor death’s cold flood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Should fright us from the shore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">Isaac Watts, 1707.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_516">[516]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_561">561</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Paradise, O Paradise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who doth not crave for rest?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who would not seek the happy land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where they that loved are blest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where loyal hearts, and true,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand ever in the light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All rapture through and through,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In God’s most holy sight?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. O Paradise, O Paradise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The world is growing old;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who would not be at rest and free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where love is never cold;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where loyal hearts, and true,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand ever in the light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All rapture through and through,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In God’s most holy sight?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. O Paradise, O Paradise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I greatly long to see</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The special place my dearest Lord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In love prepares for me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where loyal hearts, and true,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand ever in the light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All rapture through and through,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In God’s most holy sight.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Lord Jesus, King of Paradise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Oh, keep me in Thy love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And guide me to that happy land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of perfect rest above,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where loyal hearts, and true,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Stand ever in the light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All rapture through and through,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In God’s most holy sight.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">F. W. Faber, 1862.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_517">[517]</span></p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_562">562</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Homeland! O the Homeland!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The land of souls free born!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No gloomy night is known there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But aye the fadeless morn.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’m sighing for that country,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My heart is aching here;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is no pain in the Homeland,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To which I’m drawing near.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. My Lord is in the Homeland,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With angels bright and fair;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No sinful thing nor evil,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can ever enter there.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The music of the ransomed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is ringing in my ears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when I think of the Homeland,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My eyes are wet with tears.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. For loved ones in the Homeland</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are waiting me to come</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where neither death nor sorrow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Invades their holy home.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O dear, dear native country!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O rest and peace above!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Christ bring us all to the Homeland</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of His eternal love.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">H. R. Haweis, 1855.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_563">563</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">I’m but a stranger here,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth is a desert drear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Danger and sorrow stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Round me on every hand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heav’n is my fatherland,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_518">[518]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. What though the tempest rage,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Short is my pilgrimage,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And time’s wild wintry blast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon shall be overpast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall reach home at last,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. There at my Savior’s side—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I shall be glorified,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There are the good and blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those I love most and best;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there I, too, shall rest,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Therefore I murmur not—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whate’er my earthly lot,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I shall surely stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There at my Lord’s right hand,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heav’n is my fatherland,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Heav’n is my home.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">T. R. Taylor, 1836, a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_564">564</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 6, 8, 8, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is an hour of peaceful rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To mourning wanderers given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is a joy for souls distrest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A balm for every wounded breast:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis found above—in heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. There is a soft, a downy bed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis fair as breath of even;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A couch for weary mortals spread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where they may rest the aching head</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And find repose—in heaven.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_519">[519]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. There is a home for weary souls,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By sin and sorrow driven,—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When tossed on life’s tempestuous shoals,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where storms arise and ocean rolls,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all is drear—but heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. There faith lifts up her cheerful eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To brighter prospects given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And views the tempest passing by,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The evening shadows quickly fly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And all serene—in heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. There fragrant flowers immortal bloom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And joys supreme are given;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There rays divine disperse the gloom;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the confines of the tomb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Appears the dawn of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">W. B. Tappan, 1818.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_565">565</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">9, 8, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A slumber I know, in Jesus’ name,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A rest from all toil and sorrow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth tenderly takes my weary frame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To sleep till the blissful morrow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In heaven my soul with God abides,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forgotten are cares and trials.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. An even I know, serene and blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And oft is my spirit longing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When, weary and worn, it finds no rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While woes on the way are thronging;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oft longing to see the journey’s end,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And rest in a blissful slumber.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. A morning I know, so bright and fair,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When tidings of joy shall wake us,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When anthems from high shall fill the air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And God to His glory take us;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When Jesus shall bid us rise from sleep—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How joyous that hour of awaking!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_520">[520]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Oh, dear is that morning fair to me!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And oft, o’er the mountains beaming,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In spirit its heavenly light I see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As golden the peaks are gleaming.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For joy I must sing as birds at dawn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their carols in lofty lindens.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. The Savior then comes unto our graves;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">His mighty command is given.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then break from the deep the ocean waves,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Each tomb and restraint is riven.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All earth hears the cry, Ye dead, come forth!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In glory we go to meet Him.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">M. B. Landstad, † 1880.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_566">566</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8s 10 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes, there remaineth still a rest!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Arise, sad heart, that darkly pines,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By heavy care and pain opprest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On whom no sun of gladness shines;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Look to the Lamb! In yon bright fields</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thou’lt know the joy His presence yields.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cast off thy load and thither haste;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon shalt thou fight and bleed no more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Soon, soon thy weary course be o’er,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And deep the rest thou then shalt taste.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. The rest appointed thee of God,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The rest that naught shall break or move,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That ere this earth by man was trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Was set apart for thee by Love.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our Savior gave His life to win</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This rest for thee; O enter in!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Hear how His voice sounds far and wide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Ye weary souls, no more delay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Loiter not faithless by the way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here in My peace and rest abide!”</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_521">[521]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. Ye heavy-laden, come to Him!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ye who are bent with many a load,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come from your prisons drear and dim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Toil thus not sadly on your road!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye’ve borne the burden of the day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And hear ye not the Savior say:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“I am your Refuge and your Rest”?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His children ye, of heavenly birth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Howe’er may rage sin, hell, or earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here ye are safe, here calmly blest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. O what contentment fills the breast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of wanderers through the desert plains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">If they have found a place to rest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To quench their thirst and cure their pains!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How welcome is a humble bed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where they may rest their weary head,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To persons that are sick and sore!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such hours of sweet repose soon fly.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But there remains a rest on high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where we shall rest forevermore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. Yonder in joy the sheaves we bring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose seed was sown on earth in tears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There in our Father’s house we sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The song too sweet for mortal ears.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sorrow and sighing all are past,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And pain and death are fled at last.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">There with the lamb of God we dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He leads us to the crystal river,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He wipes away all tears forever;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What there is ours no tongue can tell.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Nor thirst nor hunger pains us there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The time of recompense is come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor cold nor scorching heat we bear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We’re sheltered in our Savior’s home.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Lamb is in the midst; and those</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who followed Him through shame and woes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are crowned with honor, joy, and peace.</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_522">[522]</span><div class="verse indent0">The dry bones gather life again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One Sabbath over all shall reign,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wherein all toil and labor cease.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. There is untroubled calm and light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">No gnawing care shall mar our rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ye weary, heed this word aright;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Come, lean upon your Savior’s breast!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fain would I linger here no more,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fain to yon happier world upsoar,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And join that bright, expectant band.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O raise, my soul, the joyful song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That rings through yon triumphant throng;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy perfect rest is nigh at hand.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">J. S. Kunth, 1733; C. Winkworth, tr., a.</p>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_567">567</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Forever with the Lord!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Amen! so let it be;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life from the dead is in that word,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">’Tis immortality.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">2. Here in the body pent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Absent from Him I roam,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet nightly pitch my moving tent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A day’s march nearer home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">3. My Father’s house on high,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Home of my soul! how near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At times to faith’s foreseeing eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The golden gates appear!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">4. Ah! then my spirit faints</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To reach the land I love,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bright inheritance of saints,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jerusalem above!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">5. “Forever with the Lord!”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Father, if ’tis Thy will,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The promise of that faithful word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">E’en here to me fulfil.</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_523">[523]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">6. Be Thou at my right hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then I can never fail;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fight, and I must prevail.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">7. So when my latest breath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Shall rend the veil in twain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By death I shall escape from death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And life eternal gain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">8. Knowing as I am known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">How shall I love that word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And oft repeat before the throne,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Forever with the Lord!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p class="right">James Montgomery, 1835.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_524">[524]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHANTS">CHANTS.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_568">568<br>
+Gloria in Excelsis.</h3>
+
+<p class="in2"><i>Congregation</i>:—</p>
+
+<p>Glory be to | God on high, | and on earth | peace,
+good | will toward | men! ||</p>
+
+<p class="in2"><i>Choir or Congregation</i>:—</p>
+
+<p>We | praise Thee, we | bless Thee, we | wor-ship |
+Thee, we | glo-ri-fy | Thee, we | give thanks to | Thee
+for Thy great | glo-ry. O | Lord God, | heavenly King, |
+God the Fa-ther Al- | might-y! O | Lord the only-be- |
+got-ten Son, | Jesus Christ, | O Lord God, Thou |
+Lamb of God, Son | of the Fa-ther, | that tak-est a- |
+way the sin of the | world, have | mer-cy up- | on us! ||
+Thou, that | tak-est a-way the | sin of the world, re-|
+ceive our | prayer! Thou that | sit-test at the | right
+hand of | God the | Father, have | mer-cy up- | on us!
+For | Thou on-ly art | ho-ly, Thou | on-ly art the | Lord,
+Thou | on-ly, O | Christ, with the | Ho-ly | Ghost, |
+art most | high in the | glo-ry of | God the | Fa-ther. |
+A- | men.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_569">569<br>
+Levavi Oculos.</h3>
+
+<p>1. I will lift up mine <i>eyes</i> un- | to the | hills ||
+From <i>whence</i> | com-eth | my — | help.</p>
+
+<p>2. My help <i>com</i>eth | from the | Lord || Who hath |
+made — | heaven and | earth.</p>
+
+<p>3. He will not <i>suf</i>fer thy | foot to be | moved. || <i>He</i>
+that | keepeth thee | will not | slumber.</p>
+
+<p>4. Behold, <i>He</i> that | keep-eth | Israel || <i>Shall</i> | nei-ther |
+slumber nor | sleep.</p>
+
+<p>5. The <i>Lord</i> Him- | self is thy | Keeper: || The <i>Lord</i>
+is thy De- | fense up-on | thy right | hand,</p>
+
+<p>6. So that the sun shall not <i>burn</i> | thee by | day ||
+<i>Nor</i> the | moon — | by — | night.</p>
+
+<p>7. The Lord shall pre<i>serve</i> thee | from all | evil ||
+<i>He</i> | shall pre- | serve thy | soul.</p>
+
+<p>8. The Lord shall preserve thy going <i>out</i> and thy |
+coming | in || From <i>this</i> time | forth for- | ev-er- | more.</p>
+
+<p>Glory be to the <i>Fa</i>ther | and to the | Son || <i>and</i> | to
+the | Ho-ly | Ghost,</p>
+
+<p>As it was in the beginning, is <i>now</i>, and | ev-er |
+shall be, || <i>world</i> without | end! — <i>A-</i> — | <i>men</i>.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_525">[525]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_570">570<br>
+Benedictus.</h3>
+
+<p>1. Blessed be the Lord <i>God</i> of | Is-ra- | el, || for He
+hath <i>visit</i>ed | and re- | deem-ed His | people:</p>
+
+<p>2. And hath raised up a <i>mighty</i> sal- | va-tion | for
+us || in the <i>house</i> | of His | servant | David;</p>
+
+<p>3. As He spake by the <i>mouth</i> of His | ho-ly | prophets ||
+which have <i>been</i> | since the | world be- | gan;</p>
+
+<p>4. That we should be <i>saved</i> | from our | enemies ||
+and from the <i>hand</i> of | all that | hate — | us;</p>
+
+<p>5. To perform the mercy <i>promis</i>ed to | our fore- |
+fathers, || and to re<i>mem</i>ber His | ho-ly | Cov-e- | nant:</p>
+
+<p>6. To perform the oath which He sware to our fore-<i>fa</i>ther |
+A-bra- | ham || that | He would | give —| us;</p>
+
+<p>7. That we, being delivered out of the <i>hand</i> of our |
+en-e- | mies, || might <i>serve</i> | Him with- | out — | fear,</p>
+
+<p>8. In holiness and <i>right</i>eous- | ness be- | fore Him ||
+<i>all</i> the | days of | our — | life.</p>
+
+<p>9. And thou, child, shalt be called the <i>prophet</i> | of
+the | Highest, || for thou shalt go before the face of
+the <i>Lord</i> | to pre- | pare His | ways;</p>
+
+<p>10. To give knowledge of sal<i>va</i>tion | unto His |
+people || <i>for</i> the re- | mis-sion | of their | sins,</p>
+
+<p>11. Through the tender <i>mer</i>cy | of our | God || whereby
+the Day-spring <i>from</i> on | high hath | visit-ed | us;</p>
+
+<p>12. To give light to them that sit in darkness and
+<i>in</i> the | shadow of | death || and to guide our <i>feet</i> |
+into the | way of | peace.</p>
+
+<p>Glory be to the <i>Fa</i>ther | and to the | Son || <i>and</i> | to
+the | Ho-ly | Ghost,</p>
+
+<p>As it was in the beginning, is <i>now</i>, and | ever |
+shall be, || <i>world</i> without | end! — | <i>A-</i> — | <i>men</i>.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_571">571<br>
+Te Deum Laudamus.</h3>
+
+<p>1. We <i>praise</i> | Thee, O | God, || we ac<i>knowl</i>edge | Thee
+to | be the | Lord.</p>
+
+<p>2. All the <i>earth</i> doth | wor-ship | Thee, || <i>the</i> | Fa-ther |
+ev-er- | lasting.</p>
+
+<p>3. To Thee all <i>an</i>gels | cry a- | loud, || the <i>Heavens</i>
+and | all the | powers there- | in.</p>
+
+<p>4. To Thee cheru<i>bim</i> and | Ser-a- | phim || <i>con-</i> | tin-ual- | ly
+do | cry,</p>
+
+<p>5. <i>Ho</i>ly | ho-ly | holy, || <i>Lord</i> | God of | Sab-a- | oth;</p>
+
+<p>6. Heaven and earth are <i>full</i> of the | maj-es- | ty ||
+<i>of</i> | Thy — | glo- — | ry.</p>
+
+<p>7. The glorious <i>com</i>pany | of the a- | postles ||
+<i>praise</i> | — — | — — | Thee.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_526">[526]</span></p>
+
+<p>8. The goodly <i>fel</i>lowship | of the | prophets || <i>praise</i> |
+— — | — — | Thee.</p>
+
+<p>9. The <i>no</i>ble | army of | martyrs || <i>praise</i> | — — |
+— — | Thee.</p>
+
+<p>10. The holy <i>Church</i> throughout | all the | world ||
+<i>doth</i> | — ac- | knowl-edge | Thee;</p>
+
+<p>11. <i>The</i> | Fa- — ther || <i>of</i> an | in-finite | maj-es | ty;</p>
+
+<p>12. <i>Thine</i> a- | dor-able, | true, || <i>and</i> | on- — | — ly |
+Son;</p>
+
+<p>13. Al<i>so</i> the | Holy | Ghost, || <i>the</i> | Com- — | fort- — | er.</p>
+
+<p>14. <i>Thou</i> art the King of | Glory, || O | — — | — — |
+Christ!</p>
+
+<p>15. Thou art the <i>ev</i>er- | last-ing | Son || <i>of</i> | — the |
+Fa- — | ther.</p>
+
+<p>16. When Thou tookest upon <i>Thee</i> to de- | liv-er |
+man, || Thou didst humble Thy<i>self</i> to be | born — | of
+a | virgin.</p>
+
+<p>17. When Thou hadst over<i>come</i> the | sharpness of |
+death, || Thou didst open the <i>king</i>dom of | heaven
+to | all be- | lievers.</p>
+
+<p>18. Thou sittest at the <i>right</i> | hand of | God || <i>in</i>
+the | glo-ry | of the | Father.</p>
+
+<p>19. We be<i>lieve</i> that | Thou shalt | come || <i>to</i> | be — |
+our — | Judge.</p>
+
+<p>20. We therefore <i>pray</i> Thee, | Help Thy | servants, ||
+whom Thou hast <i>redeem</i>ed | with Thy | precious | blood!</p>
+
+<p>21. Make them to be <i>num</i>bered | with Thy | saints ||
+<i>in</i> | glo-ry | ev-er- | lasting.</p>
+
+<p>22. O <i>Lord</i>, | save Thy | people || <i>and</i> | bless Thine |
+her-it- | age!</p>
+
+<p>23. <i>Gov-</i> | — ern | them || <i>and</i> | lift them | up for- |
+ever!</p>
+
+<p>24. <i>Day</i> | by — | day || <i>we</i> | mag-ni | fy — | Thee;</p>
+
+<p>25. <i>And</i> we | worship Thy | name || <i>ev</i>er, | world
+with- | out — | end.</p>
+
+<p>26. <i>Vouch-</i> | safe, O | Lord, || to keep <i>us</i> this | day
+with- | out — | sin.</p>
+
+<p>27. O <i>Lord</i>, have | mercy up- | on us, || <i>have</i> | mercy
+up- | on — us!</p>
+
+<p>28. O Lord, let Thy <i>mer</i>cy | be up- | on us, || <i>as</i> our |
+trust — | is in | Thee.</p>
+
+<p>29. O Lord, in <i>Thee</i> | have I | trusted; || <i>let</i> me |
+nev-er | be con- | founded!</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_572">572<br>
+Magnificat.</h3>
+
+<p>1. My soul doth <i>mag</i>ni- | fy the | Lord, || and my
+spirit <i>hath</i> re- | joiced in | God, my | Savior.</p>
+
+<p>2. <i>For</i> He | hath re- | garded || the <i>low</i>li- | ness | of |
+His hand- | maiden.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_527">[527]</span></p>
+
+<p>3. <i>For</i>, be- | hold, from | henceforth || all <i>gen</i>er- | a-tions
+shall | call me | blessed.</p>
+
+<p>4. For He that is <i>mighty</i> hath | magni-fied | me, ||
+<i>and</i> | ho-ly | is His | name.</p>
+
+<p>5. And His mer<i>cy</i> is on | them that | fear Him ||
+<i>through-</i> | out all | gen-er- | ations.</p>
+
+<p>6. He hath showed <i>strength</i> | with His | arm; || He
+hath scattered the proud in the im<i>ag</i>i- | na-tion | of
+their | hearts.</p>
+
+<p>7. He hath put down the <i>mighty</i> | from their | seats ||
+and <i>hath</i> ex- | alted the | humble and | meek.</p>
+
+<p>8. He hath filled the <i>hun</i>gry | with good | things, ||
+and the <i>rich</i> He hath | sent — | empty a- | way.</p>
+
+<p>9. He, remembering His mercy, hath holpen His
+<i>ser</i>vant | Is-ra- | el, || as He promised to our fore-fathers,
+Abra<i>ham</i> | and his | seed for- | ever.</p>
+
+<p>Glory be to the <i>Fa</i>ther | and to the | Son || <i>and</i> | to
+the | Ho-ly | Ghost,</p>
+
+<p>As it was in the beginning, is <i>now</i>, and | ev-er |
+shall be, || <i>world</i> without | end! — | <i>A-</i> — | <i>men</i>.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_573">573<br>
+Dominus Regit Me.</h3>
+
+<p>1. The <i>Lord</i> | is my | Shepherd, || I | shall | not | want.</p>
+
+<p>2. He maketh me to lie <i>down</i> in | green | pastures; ||
+He leadeth <i>me</i> be- | side the | still — | waters.</p>
+
+<p>3. <i>He</i> re- | storeth my | soul; || He leadeth me in the
+paths of righteous<i>ness</i> | for His | name’s | sake.</p>
+
+<p>4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the
+shadow of <i>death</i>, I will | fear no | evil; || for Thou art
+with me; Thy <i>rod</i> and Thy | staff, they | comfort | me.</p>
+
+<p>5. Thou preparest a table before me in the <i>pres</i>ence |
+of mine | enemies; || Thou anointest my head with <i>oil</i>;
+my | cup | run-neth | over.</p>
+
+<p>6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all
+the <i>days</i> | of my | life, || and I will dwell in the <i>house</i> |
+of the | Lord for- | ever.</p>
+
+<p>Glory be to the <i>Fa</i>ther | and to the | Son || <i>and</i> | to
+the | Ho-ly | Ghost,</p>
+
+<p>As it was in the beginning, is <i>now</i>, and | ev-er |
+shall be, || <i>world</i> without | end! — | <i>A-</i> — | <i>men</i>.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_574">574<br>
+De Profundis.</h3>
+
+<p>1. Out of the deep have I called unto <i>Thee</i>, O |
+Lord! || <i>Lord</i>, hear my | voice!</p>
+
+<p>2. O let Thine ears con<i>sid</i>er | well || the voice of <i>my</i>
+com- | plaint.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_528">[528]</span></p>
+
+<p>3. If Thou, Lord, wilt be extreme to mark what is
+<i>done</i> a- | miss, || O Lord, who <i>may</i> a- | bide it?</p>
+
+<p>4. For there is mer<i>cy</i> with | Thee; || therefore shalt
+<i>Thou</i> be | feared.</p>
+
+<p>5. I look for the Lord; my soul doth <i>wait</i> for |
+Him; || in His <i>Word</i> is my | trust.</p>
+
+<p>6. My soul <i>fleeth</i> unto the | Lord || before the morning
+watch, I say, before the <i>morn</i>ing | watch.</p>
+
+<p>7. O Israel, trust in the Lord; for with the <i>Lord</i>
+there is | mercy, || and with Him is plent<i>eous</i> re- |
+demption.</p>
+
+<p>8. And He shall re<i>deem</i> Isra- | el || from <i>all</i> his sins.</p>
+
+<p>Glory be to the <i>Fa</i>ther | and to the | Son || <i>and</i> | to
+the | Ho-ly | Ghost,</p>
+
+<p>As it was in the beginning, is <i>now</i>, and | ev-er |
+shall be, || <i>world</i> without | end! — | <i>A-</i> — | <i>men</i>.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_575">575<br>
+Venite, Exultemus.</h3>
+
+<p>1. O come, let us sing | unto the | Lord; || let us
+make a joyful noise to the | Rock of | our sal- | vation!</p>
+
+<p>2. Let us come before His presence | with thanks- |
+giving, || and make a joyful | noise unto | Him with |
+psalms.</p>
+
+<p>3. For the Lord is a | great | God || and a great |
+King a- | bove all | gods.</p>
+
+<p>4. In His hand are the deep places | of the | earth; ||
+the strength of the | hills is | His | also.</p>
+
+<p>5. The sea is His, and | He | made it; || and His
+hands | form-ed | the | dry | land.</p>
+
+<p>6. O come, let us worship | and bow | down; || let us
+kneel be- | fore the | Lord, our | Maker!</p>
+
+<p>7. For He | is our | God, || and we are the people of
+His pasture | and the | sheep of His | hand.</p>
+
+<p>Glory be to the <i>Fa</i>ther | and to the | Son || <i>and</i> | to
+the | Ho-ly | Ghost,</p>
+
+<p>As it was in the beginning, is <i>now</i>, and | ev-er |
+shall be, || <i>world</i> without | end! — | <i>A-</i> — | <i>men</i>.</p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_576">576<br>
+The Lord’s Prayer.</h3>
+
+<p>1. Our Fa<i>ther</i> which | art in | heaven! || <i>Hal</i>lowed |
+be — | Thy — | name.</p>
+
+<p>2. <i>Thy</i> | kingdom | come. || Thy will be done in <i>earth</i> |
+as it | is in | heaven.</p>
+
+<p>3. Give us this <i>day</i> our | daily | bread. || And forgive
+us our <i>debts</i> as | we for- | give our | debtors.</p>
+
+<p>4. And lead us <i>not</i> | into temp- | tation, || but de- |
+liv-er | us from | evil.</p>
+
+<p>5. For Thine is the king<i>dom</i> and the | power and
+the | glory || <i>for-</i> | ever. | <i>A-</i> — | <i>men</i>.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_529">[529]</span></p>
+
+<h3 class="center" id="hymn_577">577<br>
+The Beatitudes.</h3>
+
+<p>1. Bless<i>ed</i> are the | poor in | spirit, || <i>for</i> | theirs is
+the | kingdom of | heaven.</p>
+
+<p>2. Bless<i>ed</i> are | they that | mourn, || <i>for</i> | they — |
+shall be | comforted.</p>
+
+<p>3. Bless<i>ed</i> | are the | meek, || <i>for</i> | they shall in- |
+herit the | earth.</p>
+
+<p>4. Blessed are they which do hunger and <i>thirst</i>
+after | right-eous- | ness, || <i>for</i> | they — | shall be | filled.</p>
+
+<p>5. Bless<i>ed</i> are the | mer-ci- | ful, || <i>for</i> | they shall
+ob- | tain | mercy.</p>
+
+<p>6. Bless<i>ed</i> are the | pure in | heart, || <i>for</i> | they shall |
+see | God.</p>
+
+<p>7. Bless<i>ed</i> are the | peace- | makers, || for they shall
+be <i>call</i>ed the | children | of | God.</p>
+
+<p>8. Blessed are they which are persecut<i>ed</i> for | righteous-ness’
+| sake, || <i>for</i> | theirs is the | kingdom of |
+heaven.</p>
+
+<p>9. Blessed are ye when men shall revile <i>you</i>, and |
+perse-cute | you, || and shall say all manner of evil
+<i>against</i> you | false-ly | for My | sake.</p>
+
+<p>10. Rejoice and be exceeding glad, for great is <i>your</i>
+re- | ward in | heaven; || for so persecuted <i>they</i> the |
+prophets which | were be- | fore you.</p>
+
+<p>Glory be to the <i>Fa</i>ther | and to the | Son || <i>and</i> | to
+the | Ho-ly | Ghost,</p>
+
+<p>As it was in the beginning, is <i>now</i>, and | ev-er |
+shall be, || <i>world</i> without | end! — | <i>A-</i> — | <i>men</i>.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_530">[530]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="DOXOLOGIES">DOXOLOGIES.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_578">578</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Him, all creatures here below;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Him above, ye heavenly host:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_579">579</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">L. M. 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God the Father, God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And God the Spirit, Three in One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be glory in the highest given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By all on earth and all in heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As was through ages heretofore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is now, and shall be evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_580">580</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">C. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The God whom we adore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be glory as it was, is now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shall be evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_581">581</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 5, 6, 5</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, Son, and Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Endless One in Three,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now, henceforth, forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory be to Thee!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_582">582</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Father, Son, and Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Eternal One and Three,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As was and is forever,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All praise and glory be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_583">583</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">TROCHAIC, 7, 6, 7, 6</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to God Most High,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory to the Savior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory to the Holy Ghost,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Now, henceforth, forever.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_531">[531]</span>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_584">584</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7, 6, 8 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O mighty God and holy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fount of unchanging grace,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose mercy ever shineth—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The brightness of Thy face;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee all praise and glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou God of love and might:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father, Son, and Spirit—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thou uncreated Light!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_585">585</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee, eternal God Most High,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee we laud and magnify;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glorious o’er the heavenly host—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_586">586</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">TROCHAIC, 7s</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy Father, holy Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holy Spirit, Three in One!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory, as of old, to Thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now and evermore shall be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_587">587</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To God the Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Spirit, One in Three,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be glory as it was, is now,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And shall forever be.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_588">588</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Blessed, Holy One!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">All worship, praise, and love</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Thee—the Father, Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And Spirit—God above!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let earth and heaven with one accord</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sing Thine eternal glory, Lord!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_589">589</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">S. M.</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eternal, holy Lord!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Thy name we glorify—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Jehovah, God Most High!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_532">[532]</span>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_590">590</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise the Father, earth and heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise the Son, the Spirit praise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As it was, and is, be given</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory through eternal days.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_591">591</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 6 l</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise and honor to the Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Praise and honor to the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Praise and honor to the Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever Three and ever One,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One in might and one in glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While eternal ages run.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_592">592</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to God the Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory be to God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to God the Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Great Jehovah, Three in One:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Glory, glory,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While eternal ages run.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_593">593</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Great Jehovah, we adore Thee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">God the Father, God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">God the Spirit, joined in glory</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On the same eternal throne;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Endless praises</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To Jehovah, Three in One.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 id="hymn_594">594</h3>
+
+<p class="meter">8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7</p>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to God the Father,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Glory be to God the Son,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glory be to God the Spirit,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Everlasting Three in One:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thee let heaven and earth adore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now, henceforth, and evermore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_533">[533]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="VERSICLES">VERSICLES FOR FESTIVAL SEASONS AND GENERAL OCCASIONS.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="center">List I.</h3>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">1. The eyes of all wait upon Thee.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And Thou givest them their meat in due season.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">2. The Lord is merciful and gracious. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Slow to anger and plenteous in mercy. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">3. Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">That He would send forth laborers into His harvest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">4. Ask, and ye shall receive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">That your Joy may be full.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">5. O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">For His mercy endureth forever. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">6. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And to sing praises unto Thy name, O Most High.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">7. Lord, Thou hast heard the desire of the humble.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Thou wilt preserve their heart; Thou wilt cause Thine ear to hear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">8. The Lord will give strength unto His people. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">The Lord will bless His people with peace. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">9. They that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And they that turn many to righteousness, as the stars forever and ever. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">10. By Me kings reign and princes decree justice.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">By Me princes rule and nobles, even all the judges of the earth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">11. He shall give His angels charge over thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">To keep thee in all thy ways.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">12. The Lord God is a Sun and Shield; the Lord will give grace and glory. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_534">[534]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">13. Sanctify us through Thy truth. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Thy Word is truth. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">14. Lord, teach me to do Thy will. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Let Thy good Spirit lead me in the right way. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">15. Show me Thy ways, O Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Teach me Thy paths. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">16. Save Thy people and bless Thine inheritance;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Feed them also and lift them up forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">17. Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Thy name.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Deliver us and purge away our sins for Thy name’s sake.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">18. I have trusted in Thy mercy.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">My heart shall rejoice in Thy salvation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">19. Suffer the little children to come unto Me and forbid them not;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">For of such is the kingdom of heaven.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">20. Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless His holy name. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">21. Call upon Me in the day of trouble.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">22. Make me to understand the way of Thy precepts.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Strengthen Thou me according to Thy Word.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h3 class="center">List II.</h3>
+
+<h4 class="center">GENERAL.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">23. <b><i>Minister</i></b>: The Lord be with you.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3"><b><i>Congregation</i></b>: And with thy spirit.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">ADVENT.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">24. Blessed be the Lord God of Israel. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">For He hath visited and redeemed His people. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">25. Hosanna to the Son of David! Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Hosanna in the highest! Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">26. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors! Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And the King of Glory shall come in. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_535">[535]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">27. Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Our God shall come. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">28. Prepare ye the way of the Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Make His paths straight. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">CHRISTMAS.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">29. Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Which shall be to all people. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">30. Blessed be He that cometh in the name of the Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">God is the Lord, which hath showed us light. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">31. The Word was made flesh. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And dwelt among us. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">32. Unto us a Child is born. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Unto us a Son is given. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">33. Unto you is born this day a Savior. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Which is Christ the Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">NEW YEAR.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">34. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me bless His holy name. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">35. Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">36. Show me Thy ways, O Lord.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Teach me Thy paths.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">37. Thou shalt call His name Jesus. Hallelujah.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">For He shall save His people from their sins. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">EPIPHANY.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">38. All they from Sheba shall come. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">They shall bring gold and incense. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">39. Arise, shine, for thy light is come. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_536">[536]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">40. O praise the Lord, all ye nations. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Praise Him, all ye people. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">41. There shall come a Star out of Jacob. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And a Scepter shall rise out of Israel. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">THE PASSION SEASON.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">42. Christ became obedient unto death;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Even the death of the cross.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">43. God spared not His own Son;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">But delivered Him up for us all.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">44. He was wounded for our transgressions;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">He was bruised for our iniquities.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">45. Surely He hath borne our griefs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And carried our sorrows.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">46. The chastisement of our peace was upon Him,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And with His stripes we are healed.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">HOLY THURSDAY.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">47. As often as ye eat this bread and drink this cup,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Ye do show the Lord’s death till He come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">48. He hath made His wonderful works to be remembered.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">The Lord is gracious and full of compassion.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">EASTER.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">49. Christ was delivered for our offenses. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And was raised again for our justification. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">50. Death is swallowed up in victory. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory! Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">51. I know that my Redeemer liveth. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">52. Jesus Christ hath abolished death. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And hath brought life and immortality to light. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_537">[537]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">53. O death, where is thy sting? Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">O grave, where is thy victory? Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">54. The Lord is risen. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">The Lord is risen indeed. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">55. This is the day which the Lord hath made. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">We will rejoice and be glad in it. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">ASCENSION DAY.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">56. Christ hath ascended on high. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">He hath led captivity captive. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">57. God is gone up with a shout. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">The Lord with the sound of a trumpet. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">WHITSUNTIDE.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">58. Create in me a clean heart, O God.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And renew a right spirit within me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">59. God is the Lord which hath showed us light. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Thou art my God, and I will praise Thee. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">60. The Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">He shall teach you all things. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">THE FESTIVAL OF TRINITY.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">61. Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">The whole earth is full of His glory. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">62. We praise God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">We praise Him now and evermore. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">ST. MICHAEL’S AND ALL ANGELS’.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">63. Bless ye the Lord, all ye His hosts. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Ye ministers of His that do His pleasure. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">64. He shall give His angels charge over thee. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">To keep thee in all thy ways. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_538">[538]</span></p>
+
+<h4 class="center">THE FESTIVAL OF HARVEST OR THANKSGIVING.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">65. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And to sing praises unto Thy name, O Most High. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">66. O give thanks unto the Lord: for He is good. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">For His mercy endureth forever. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">67. Praise Him for His mighty acts. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Praise Him according to His excellent greatness. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">68. The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And Thou givest them their meat in due season. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">THE FESTIVAL OF REFORMATION.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">69. Do good in Thy good pleasure unto Zion. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Build Thou the walls of Jerusalem. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">70. Stand fast therefore in the liberty</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Wherewith Christ hath made you free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">71. The Lord, our God, be with us</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">As He was with our fathers.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">72. Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And a light unto my path. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">A DAY OF HUMILIATION AND PRAYER.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">73. Enter not into judgment with Thy servant, O Lord;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">For in Thy sight shall no man living be justified.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">74. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to Thy loving-kindness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">According unto the multitude of Thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">75. Lord, deal not with us after our sins,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Nor reward us according to our iniquities.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">76. We have sinned with our fathers.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">We have committed iniquity, we have done wickedly.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_539">[539]</span></p>
+
+<h4 class="center">FAITH AND JUSTIFICATION.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">77. Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Whose sin is covered. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">78. O Lord, I have trusted in Thy mercy. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">My ear shall rejoice in Thy salvation. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">79. The Lord hath clothed me with the garments of salvation. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">He hath covered me with the robe of righteousness. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">80. The Lord is merciful and gracious. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Slow to anger and plenteous in mercy. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">81. We have trusted in Thy mercy.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Our heart shall rejoice In Thy salvation.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">82. With the heart man believeth unto righteousness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">SANCTIFICATION.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">83. Sanctify us, O Lord, through Thy truth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Thy Word is truth.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">84. Show me Thy ways, O Lord.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Teach me Thy paths.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">85. Teach me, O Lord, to do Thy will.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Thy good Spirit lead me into the land of uprightness.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">86. Teach me Thy way, O Lord; I will walk in Thy truth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Unite my heart to fear Thy name.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">CHURCH AND MISSIONS.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">87. How amiable are Thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts! Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">88. Lord, I have loved the habitation of Thy house. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And the place where Thine honor dwelleth. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_540">[540]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">89. Lord, preserve unto us Thy Word.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Thy Word is unto us the joy and rejoicing of our hearts.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">90. Pray ye the Lord of the harvest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">That He would send forth laborers into His harvest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">91. Save Thy people, O Lord, and bless Thine inheritance.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">Feed them also and lift them up forever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">92. The Gentiles shall come to thy light. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And kings to the brightness of thy rising. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">93. Their voice is gone out through all the earth. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">And their words to the end of the world. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">94. The Lord God is a Sun and Shield, the Lord will give grace and glory. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">95. The Lord will give strength unto His people. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent3">The Lord will bless His people with peace. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<h4 class="center">FOR OTHER OCCASIONS.</h4>
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">96. Ask, and ye shall receive,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">That your joy may be full.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">97. Be thou faithful unto death,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And I will give thee the crown of life.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">98. Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">They rest from their labors, and their works do follow them.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent1">99. Call upon Me in the day of trouble.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">100. Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Thy name.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And deliver us and purge away our sins for Thy name’s sake.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">101. I will greatly rejoice in the Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">My soul shall be joyful in my God. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_541">[541]</span>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">102. My soul doth magnify the Lord. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And my spirit hath rejoiced in God, my Savior. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">103. Serve the Lord with gladness. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Come before His presence with singing. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">104. Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">For of such is the kingdom of God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">105. The Lord is my Shepherd. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">I shall not want. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">106. The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon Him. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">To all that call upon Him in truth. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">107. The Lord shall judge the world with righteousness. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And the people with His truth. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">108. The Word of the Lord is right. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And all His works are done in truth. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">109. They that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And they that turn many to righteousness as the stars forever and ever.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">110. This is the day which the Lord hath made. Hallelujah!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">We will rejoice and be glad in it. Hallelujah!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">111. Turn Thou us, and we shall be turned.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">For Thou art the Lord, our God.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">112. We have here no continuing city.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">But we seek one to come.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_542">[542]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Morning_Prayer">Morning Prayer.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>In the name of God the Father, Son, and Holy
+Ghost. Amen.</p>
+
+<p>I thank Thee, my heavenly Father, through
+Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son, that Thou hast kept
+me this night from all harm and danger; and
+I pray Thee that Thou wouldst keep me this day
+also from sin and every evil, that all my doings
+and life may please Thee. For into Thy hands
+I commend myself, my body and soul, and all
+things. Let Thy holy angel be with me that the
+wicked Foe may have no power over me. Amen.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb">
+
+<p>O Thou crucified Lord Jesus Christ, who, as
+the truly patient Lamb of God, didst suffer for
+me the most shameful death on the cross and with
+Thy precious blood didst redeem me from all sins,
+from death, and from the power of the devil:
+I pray Thee, give me the assurance of this redemption
+through Thy Word, govern my heart with
+Thy Holy Spirit, preserve me with Thy divine
+love, and hide me this day, both soul and body, in
+Thy holy wounds. Wash me clean from all my
+sins, teach me to live a life of good works, and
+finally lead me from this world of sorrows to Thine
+eternal joy and glory, Thou most faithful Savior,
+Jesus Christ, mine only Comfort, Hope, and Life.
+Amen.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_543">[543]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Evening_Prayer">Evening Prayer.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>In the name of God the Father, Son, and Holy
+Ghost. Amen.</p>
+
+<p>I thank Thee, my heavenly Father, through
+Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son, that Thou hast
+graciously kept me this day; and I pray Thee
+that Thou wouldst forgive me all my sins where
+I have done wrong, and graciously keep me this
+night. For into Thy hands I commend myself,
+my body and soul, and all things. Let Thy holy
+angel be with me that the wicked Foe may have
+no power over me. Amen.</p>
+
+<hr class="tb">
+
+<p>O Lord Jesus Christ, Thou patient Lamb of
+God, Thou holy Sacrificial Offering for all my
+sins, and not for mine only, but for the sins of
+the whole world: I most heartily thank Thee
+that Thou hast graciously kept both my body
+and soul under Thy protecting care this day; and
+I pray Thee that Thou wouldst graciously pardon
+and forgive all my sins which I have committed
+this day, both through the weakness of my old
+evil nature and the temptations of the Evil Spirit,
+all of which sorely oppress my heart and conscience.
+Cover me this night with the wings of
+Thy grace and grant that my body may sleep in
+safety while my soul watches for Thy glorious
+coming to Judgment, ready to enter Thy blessed
+Kingdom of Glory. Grant this, O Lord, for the
+sake of Thy suffering and death. Amen.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_544">[544]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Before_Meals">Before Meals.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord, and
+Thou givest them their meat in due season; Thou
+openest Thine hand and satisfiest the desire of
+every living thing.</p>
+
+<p>Lord God, heavenly Father, bless us and these
+Thy gifts which we receive from Thy bountiful
+goodness; through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="After_Meals">After Meals.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good;
+for His mercy endureth forever. He giveth food
+to all flesh: He giveth to the beast his food and
+to the young ravens which cry. He delighteth
+not in the strength of the horse. He taketh not
+pleasure in the legs of a man. The Lord taketh
+pleasure in them that fear Him, in those that
+hope in His mercy.</p>
+
+<p>We thank Thee, Lord God, heavenly Father,
+through Jesus Christ, our Lord, for all Thy
+benefits, who livest and reignest forever and ever.
+Amen.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_545">[545]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Short_Form_for_Baptism">A Short Form for Holy Baptism in Cases of Necessity.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<p>In urgent cases, in the absence of the pastor,
+any Christian may administer Holy Baptism.</p>
+
+<p>Take water, call the child by its name, pour or
+sprinkle the water on the child, saying:—</p>
+
+<p><b>I baptize thee in the name of God the
+Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost.
+Amen.</b></p>
+
+<p>If there is time, the baptism may be preceded
+by the following <i>prayer</i>:—</p>
+
+<p>Eternal, merciful God! We pray Thee, extend
+Thy goodness and mercy unto this child who now
+asks; open the door to it who knocks, that it
+may enjoy the everlasting blessing of Thy heavenly
+washing and may come to the eternal kingdom
+which Thou hast prepared through Christ, our
+Lord. Amen.</p>
+
+<p>Our Father who art in heaven. Hallowed be
+Thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done
+on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day
+our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses,
+as we forgive those who trespass against us. And
+lead us not into temptation. But deliver us from
+evil. For Thine is the kingdom and the power
+and the glory forever and ever. Amen.</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_546">[546]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="CONTENTS">CONTENTS.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<table>
+  <tr>
+    <td></td>
+    <td class="tdpg smaller">PAGE</td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Morning Service, or the Communion</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Communion">3</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Evening Service</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Vespers">18</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Early Service, or Matins</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Matins">22</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="tdc" colspan="2">THE HYMNS.</td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td></td>
+    <td class="tdpg smaller">HYMN</td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Beginning of Worship</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#THE_BEGINNING_OF_WORSHIP">1</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Close of Worship</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#THE_CLOSE_OF_WORSHIP">9</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Morning</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#MORNING">19</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Evening</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#EVENING">30</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Invitation</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#INVITATION">46</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Praise</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#PRAISE">59</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>The Redeemer</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#THE_REDEEMER">81</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>God’s Word</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#GODS_WORD">110</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>The Lord’s Day</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#THE_LORDS_DAY">123</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Advent</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#ADVENT">130</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Christmas</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CHRISTMAS">145</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>End of Year</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#END_OF_YEAR">163</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>New Year</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#NEW_YEAR">166</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Circumcision</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CIRCUMCISION_OF_CHRIST">175</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Epiphany</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#EPIPHANY">179</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Presentation</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#PRESENTATION_OF_CHRIST">185</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Passion:—</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">General</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#GENERAL">191</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Good Friday</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#GOOD_FRIDAY">203</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Burial of Jesus</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#BURIAL_OF_JESUS">215</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Easter</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#EASTER">218</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Ascension</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#ASCENSION">231</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Session</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#SESSION">237</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Intercession</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#INTERCESSION">240</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Pentecost</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#PENTECOST">246</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Trinity</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#TRINITY">261</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Festival of the Reformation</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#REFORMATION">273</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>St. Michael and All Angels</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#ST_MICHAEL_AND_ALL_ANGELS">285</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>All Saints</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#ALL_SAINTS">288</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Harvest and Thanksgiving</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#HARVEST_AND_THANKSGIVING">291</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>National</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#NATIONAL">299</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Faith and Justification</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#FAITH_AND_JUSTIFICATION">306</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td><span class="pagenum" id="Page_547">[547]</span>Sanctification:—</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Obedience</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#OBEDIENCE">331</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Consecration</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CONSECRATION">345</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Giving</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#GIVING">357</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Trust</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#TRUST">363</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Warfare</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#WARFARE">376</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Resignation</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#RESIGNATION">383</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Catechism</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CATECHISM">390</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Law</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#LAW">391</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Creed</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CREED">393</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Prayer</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#PRAYER">395</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Baptism</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#BAPTISM">400</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Confirmation</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CONFIRMATION">408</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Confession</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CONFESSION">413</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Absolution</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#ABSOLUTION">424</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">The Lord’s Supper</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#THE_LORDS_SUPPER">427</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Marriage, Family, Children</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#MARRIAGE_FAMILY_CHILDREN">442</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Church:—</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Laying of Corner-Stone</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#LAYING_OF_CORNER-STONE">450</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Dedication of Church</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#DEDICATION_OF_CHURCH">454</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">The Communion of Saints</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#THE_COMMUNION_OF_SAINTS">460</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Glory of the Church</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#GLORY_OF_THE_CHURCH">464</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">Missions</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#MISSIONS">470</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td class="in1">The Ministry</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#THE_MINISTRY">485</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Cross and Comfort</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CROSS_AND_COMFORT">494</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Death and Burial</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#DEATH_AND_BURIAL">527</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Judgment</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#JUDGMENT">548</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Heaven</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#HEAVEN">556</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Chants</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#CHANTS">568</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Doxologies</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#DOXOLOGIES">578</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td></td>
+    <td class="tdpg smaller">PAGE</td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Versicles</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#VERSICLES">533</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Morning Prayer</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Morning_Prayer">542</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Evening Prayer</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Evening_Prayer">543</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Prayer before Meals</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Before_Meals">544</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Prayer after Meals</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#After_Meals">544</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Short Form for Baptism</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Short_Form_for_Baptism">545</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>First Lines of Hymns</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#INDEX_OF_FIRST_LINES">548</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>First Lines of Chants</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Index_of_Selections_for_Chanting">559</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>First Lines of Doxologies</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#Index_of_Doxologies">559</a></td>
+  </tr>
+  <tr>
+    <td>Authors and Translators</td>
+    <td class="tdpg"><a href="#INDEX_OF_AUTHORS_AND_TRANSLATORS">560</a></td>
+  </tr>
+</table>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_548">[548]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="INDEX_OF_FIRST_LINES">INDEX OF FIRST LINES.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<ul>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Abide, O dearest Jesus, <a href="#hymn_9">9</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Abide with me; fast falls the eventide, <a href="#hymn_40">40</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Across the sky the shades of night, <a href="#hymn_164">164</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Again is come the new church-year, <a href="#hymn_140">140</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">A great and mighty wonder, <a href="#hymn_149">149</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ah! Lord, our God, let them not be confounded, <a href="#hymn_280">280</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">A hymn of glory let us sing, <a href="#hymn_235">235</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, <a href="#hymn_191">191</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Alas, and did my Savior bleed, <a href="#hymn_214">214</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Alas, my God, my sins are great, <a href="#hymn_421">421</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">All depends on our possessing, <a href="#hymn_363">363</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">All glory be to God on high, <a href="#hymn_261">261</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">All hall the power of Jesus’ name, <a href="#hymn_93">93</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">All my heart this night rejoices, <a href="#hymn_145">145</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">All praise to Jesus’ hallowed name, <a href="#hymn_147">147</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">All that I was, my sin, my guilt, <a href="#hymn_308">308</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Almighty Father, heaven and earth, <a href="#hymn_360">360</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Almighty God, Thy Word is cast, <a href="#hymn_13">13</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Almighty Lord, before Thy throne, <a href="#hymn_303">303</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Am I a soldier of the Cross, <a href="#hymn_378">378</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">A mighty Fortress is our God, <a href="#hymn_273">273</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">An awful mystery is here, <a href="#hymn_437">437</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">And let this feeble body fail, <a href="#hymn_521">521</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">And must this body die, <a href="#hymn_534">534</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">And will the Judge descend, <a href="#hymn_554">554</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">And wilt Thou pardon, Lord, <a href="#hymn_422">422</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Angels from the realms of glory, <a href="#hymn_187">187</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, <a href="#hymn_399">399</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Arise, my soul, arise, <a href="#hymn_240">240</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Arise, sons of the kingdom, <a href="#hymn_142">142</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Arm these, Thy soldiers, mighty Lord, <a href="#hymn_410">410</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep, <a href="#hymn_540">540</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">A slumber I know, in Jesus’ name, <a href="#hymn_565">565</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">As with gladness men of old, <a href="#hymn_183">183</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">At Thy command, our dearest Lord, <a href="#hymn_440">440</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Awake, my heart, with gladness, <a href="#hymn_218">218</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Awake, my soul, and with the sun, <a href="#hymn_29">29</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, <a href="#hymn_92">92</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire, <a href="#hymn_481">481</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Baptised into Thy name most holy, <a href="#hymn_400">400</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Before Jehovah’s awful throne, <a href="#hymn_78">78</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Before Thy throne I now appear, <a href="#hymn_35">35</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Behold a Stranger at the door, <a href="#hymn_51">51</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Behold the Savior of mankind, <a href="#hymn_211">211</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Behold the sure Foundation-stone, <a href="#hymn_452">452</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Beloved, it is well, <a href="#hymn_518">518</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken, <a href="#hymn_198">198</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Blessed are the sons of God, <a href="#hymn_315">315</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_549">[549]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Blessed Jesus, at Thy word, <a href="#hymn_3">3</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Blessed Jesus, here we stand, <a href="#hymn_402">402</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Blest be the tie that binds, <a href="#hymn_462">462</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Blest be Thy love, dear Lord, <a href="#hymn_388">388</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Blest is the man, forever blest, <a href="#hymn_309">309</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bow down Thine ear, <a href="#hymn_493">493</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Brief life is here our portion, <a href="#hymn_557">557</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, <a href="#hymn_181">181</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">By grace I’m saved, grace free and boundless, <a href="#hymn_311">311</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Chief of sinners though I be, <a href="#hymn_99">99</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ, by heavenly hosts adored, <a href="#hymn_296">296</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ, everlasting Source of light, <a href="#hymn_34">34</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christians, come, in sweetest measures, <a href="#hymn_121">121</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ is our Corner-stone, <a href="#hymn_453">453</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ, the Life of all the living, <a href="#hymn_196">196</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ, the Lord, is risen again, <a href="#hymn_225">225</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, <a href="#hymn_221">221</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ, Thou art the sure Foundation, <a href="#hymn_454">454</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ, Thou the Champion of the band who own, <a href="#hymn_279">279</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Christ, whose glory fills the skies, <a href="#hymn_100">100</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, follow Me, the Savior spake, <a href="#hymn_334">334</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, God Creator, Holy Ghost, <a href="#hymn_249">249</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing, <a href="#hymn_159">159</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord, <a href="#hymn_257">257</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, Holy Spirit, come, <a href="#hymn_258">258</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, <a href="#hymn_255">255</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne, <a href="#hymn_455">455</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, let us join our cheerful songs, <a href="#hymn_102">102</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, <a href="#hymn_56">56</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit, <a href="#hymn_246">246</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, Thou Almighty King, <a href="#hymn_262">262</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, Thou precious Ransom, come, <a href="#hymn_135">135</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come to Calvary’s holy mountain, <a href="#hymn_212">212</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come unto Me, ye weary, <a href="#hymn_49">49</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, <a href="#hymn_512">512</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, ye thankful people, come, <a href="#hymn_295">295</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Come, ye weary sinners, come, <a href="#hymn_58">58</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Comfort, comfort ye My people, <a href="#hymn_130">130</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Commit whatever grieves thee, <a href="#hymn_525">525</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Crown Him with many crowns, <a href="#hymn_104">104</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Day of wrath, that day of mourning, <a href="#hymn_555">555</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Dear Christians, one and all rejoice, <a href="#hymn_310">310</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Dear Refuge of my weary soul, <a href="#hymn_502">502</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, <a href="#hymn_432">432</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Delay not, delay not, O sinner, <a href="#hymn_57">57</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Draw nigh and take the body of your Lord, <a href="#hymn_427">427</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Drawn to the cross, <a href="#hymn_321">321</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Draw us to Thee, <a href="#hymn_234">234</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Enslaved by sin and bound in chains, <a href="#hymn_202">202</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Eternal Son of God, O Thou, <a href="#hymn_456">456</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Every morning mercies new, <a href="#hymn_28">28</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_550">[550]</span></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Farewell I say with gladness, <a href="#hymn_532">532</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father, in whom we live, <a href="#hymn_270">270</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father, let me dedicate, <a href="#hymn_166">166</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father of Glory, to Thy name, <a href="#hymn_267">267</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father of heaven, who hast created all, <a href="#hymn_405">405</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father of heaven, whose love profound, <a href="#hymn_269">269</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, <a href="#hymn_219">219</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father of mercies, in Thy Word, <a href="#hymn_117">117</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father, who the light this day, <a href="#hymn_123">123</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Fear not, O little flock, the Foe, <a href="#hymn_276">276</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Fight the good fight, <a href="#hymn_376">376</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">For all Thy saints, O Lord, <a href="#hymn_289">289</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Forever with the Lord, <a href="#hymn_567">567</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">For me to live is Jesus, <a href="#hymn_529">529</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">For Thy mercy and Thy grace, <a href="#hymn_168">168</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">From all that dwell below the skies, <a href="#hymn_79">79</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">From God shall naught divide me, <a href="#hymn_509">509</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">From Greenland’s icy mountains, <a href="#hymn_474">474</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">From heaven above to earth I come, <a href="#hymn_150">150</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled, <a href="#hymn_537">537</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Give to our God immortal praise, <a href="#hymn_70">70</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Glorious things of thee are spoken, <a href="#hymn_464">464</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Glory be to God the Father, <a href="#hymn_268">268</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Glory be to Jesus, <a href="#hymn_208">208</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Glory to Thee, my God, this night, <a href="#hymn_36">36</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Go to dark Gethsemane, <a href="#hymn_199">199</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God bless our native land, <a href="#hymn_305">305</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God, from all eternity, <a href="#hymn_343">343</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God is love, His mercy brightens, <a href="#hymn_510">510</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God liveth still, <a href="#hymn_513">513</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God moves in a mysterious way, <a href="#hymn_524">524</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God of mercy, God of grace, <a href="#hymn_71">71</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God of my life, Thy boundless grace, <a href="#hymn_265">265</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God of my life, to Thee I call, <a href="#hymn_522">522</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God of my life, whose gracious power, <a href="#hymn_332">332</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God of the prophets, bless the prophets’ sons, <a href="#hymn_486">486</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God the Father, be our Stay, <a href="#hymn_271">271</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God, who madest earth and heaven, <a href="#hymn_23">23</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">God, who madest earth and heaven, Darkness, <a href="#hymn_44">44</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Grace, ’tis a charming sound, <a href="#hymn_328">328</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Gracious Savior, gentle Shepherd, <a href="#hymn_447">447</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine, <a href="#hymn_253">253</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Great God, we sing that mighty Hand, <a href="#hymn_167">167</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Great God, what do I see and hear, <a href="#hymn_553">553</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Great is the Lord, our God, <a href="#hymn_458">458</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah, <a href="#hymn_340">340</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Had God not come, may Israel say, <a href="#hymn_282">282</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hail the day that sees Him rise, <a href="#hymn_243">243</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hail, Thou once despised Jesus, <a href="#hymn_242">242</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hail, Thou Source of every blessing, <a href="#hymn_182">182</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_551">[551]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hail to the Lord’s Anointed, <a href="#hymn_132">132</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Happy the man who feareth God, <a href="#hymn_446">446</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding, <a href="#hymn_133">133</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark, a voice divides the sky, <a href="#hymn_536">536</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark, a voice saith, all are mortal, <a href="#hymn_530">530</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark, ten thousand harps and voices, <a href="#hymn_238">238</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark, the Church proclaims her honor, <a href="#hymn_467">467</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes, <a href="#hymn_139">139</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark! the herald-angels sing, <a href="#hymn_154">154</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark! the sound of holy voices, <a href="#hymn_290">290</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark! the voice of Jesus crying, <a href="#hymn_476">476</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hark! what mean those holy voices, <a href="#hymn_160">160</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hasten, O sinner, to be wise, <a href="#hymn_55">55</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Help, Helper, help in fear and need, <a href="#hymn_523">523</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Help us, O Lord, behold, we enter, <a href="#hymn_171">171</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Here in Thy name, eternal God, <a href="#hymn_450">450</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Holy Father, Thou hast taught me, <a href="#hymn_336">336</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Holy Ghost, with light divine, <a href="#hymn_259">259</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, <a href="#hymn_263">263</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Holy Spirit, hear us, <a href="#hymn_256">256</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">How beauteous are their feet, <a href="#hymn_490">490</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">How can I thank Thee, Lord, <a href="#hymn_344">344</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, <a href="#hymn_375">375</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">How lovely now the morning star, <a href="#hymn_24">24</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">How precious is the Book Divine, <a href="#hymn_111">111</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">How shall the young secure their hearts, <a href="#hymn_112">112</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, <a href="#hymn_96">96</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">I am content! my Jesus liveth still, <a href="#hymn_226">226</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, <a href="#hymn_370">370</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I do not come because my soul, <a href="#hymn_316">316</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I fall asleep in Jesus’ wounds, <a href="#hymn_545">545</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">If God Himself be for me, <a href="#hymn_526">526</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">If God were not upon our side, <a href="#hymn_284">284</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">If thou but suffer God to guide thee, <a href="#hymn_498">498</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I heard the voice of Jesus say, <a href="#hymn_46">46</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I know that my Redeemer lives and ever prays, <a href="#hymn_245">245</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I know that my Redeemer lives, what, <a href="#hymn_229">229</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I lay my sins on Jesus, <a href="#hymn_322">322</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I leave all things to God’s direction, <a href="#hymn_499">499</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I leave Thee not! Thou art my Jesus ever, <a href="#hymn_87">87</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I’ll praise my Maker whilst I’ve breath, <a href="#hymn_73">73</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I love Thy Zion, Lord, <a href="#hymn_468">468</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I’m but a stranger here, <a href="#hymn_563">563</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Immanuel, we sing Thy praise, <a href="#hymn_161">161</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In death’s strong grasp the Savior lay, <a href="#hymn_224">224</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In God, my faithful God, <a href="#hymn_508">508</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In His temple now behold Him, <a href="#hymn_186">186</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In loud, exalted strains, <a href="#hymn_457">457</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In peace and joy I now depart, <a href="#hymn_185">185</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In the Cross of Christ I glory, <a href="#hymn_95">95</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In Thee, Lord, have I put my trust, <a href="#hymn_495">495</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In the hour of trial, <a href="#hymn_409">409</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In the name which earth and heaven, <a href="#hymn_451">451</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_552">[552]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In vain would boasting reason find, <a href="#hymn_122">122</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Invited, Lord, by boundless grace, <a href="#hymn_438">438</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">In weariness and pain, <a href="#hymn_504">504</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">It is not death to die, <a href="#hymn_533">533</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I was a wandering sheep, <a href="#hymn_105">105</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I will sing my Maker’s praises, <a href="#hymn_65">65</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I would not live alway; I ask not to stay, <a href="#hymn_535">535</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Jehovah, let me now adore Thee, <a href="#hymn_67">67</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jerusalem, my happy home, <a href="#hymn_558">558</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jerusalem, the golden, <a href="#hymn_556">556</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, <a href="#hymn_559">559</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, and shall it ever be, <a href="#hymn_91">91</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Brightness of the Father, <a href="#hymn_287">287</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus came, the heav’ns adoring, <a href="#hymn_131">131</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus Christ, my sure Defense, <a href="#hymn_220">220</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus Christ, our blessed Savior, <a href="#hymn_441">441</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, grant that balm and healing, <a href="#hymn_194">194</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, I live to Thee, <a href="#hymn_541">541</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, I my cross have taken, <a href="#hymn_335">335</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, I will ponder now, <a href="#hymn_192">192</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Jesus, Jesus only, <a href="#hymn_86">86</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus lives; no longer now, <a href="#hymn_222">222</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Lover of my soul, <a href="#hymn_107">107</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, my great High Priest, <a href="#hymn_244">244</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, my Truth, my Way, <a href="#hymn_373">373</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, name of wondrous love, <a href="#hymn_178">178</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, priceless Treasure, <a href="#hymn_82">82</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Refuge of the weary, <a href="#hymn_210">210</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Savior, come to me, <a href="#hymn_106">106</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus shall reign where’er the sun, <a href="#hymn_483">483</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep, <a href="#hymn_356">356</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus sinners doth receive, <a href="#hymn_414">414</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, still lead on, <a href="#hymn_331">331</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, the very thought of Thee, <a href="#hymn_98">98</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Thou art mine forever, <a href="#hymn_97">97</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Thou my heart’s Delight, <a href="#hymn_89">89</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness, <a href="#hymn_326">326</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Thy boundless love to me, <a href="#hymn_84">84</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jesus, Thy Church with longing eyes, <a href="#hymn_144">144</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Joy to the world, the Lord is come, <a href="#hymn_158">158</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Just as I am, without one plea, <a href="#hymn_318">318</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Lamb of God, we fall before Thee, <a href="#hymn_81">81</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace, <a href="#hymn_119">119</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Let every ear attend, <a href="#hymn_53">53</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Let me be Thine forever, <a href="#hymn_408">408</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Let not such a thought e’er pain thee, <a href="#hymn_506">506</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Let songs of praises fill the sky, <a href="#hymn_254">254</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Let the earth now praise the Lord, <a href="#hymn_146">146</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Let thoughtless thousands choose the road, <a href="#hymn_550">550</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Let us all with gladsome voice, <a href="#hymn_153">153</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Let us ever walk with Jesus, <a href="#hymn_333">333</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates, <a href="#hymn_138">138</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Light of the Gentile nations, <a href="#hymn_190">190</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_553">[553]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lo, God to heaven ascendeth, <a href="#hymn_233">233</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Look from Thy sphere of endless day, <a href="#hymn_479">479</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, as Thou wilt, deal Thou with me, <a href="#hymn_383">383</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, <a href="#hymn_17">17</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord God, we all to Thee give praise, <a href="#hymn_286">286</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord God, who art my Father dear, <a href="#hymn_517">517</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, grant that we e’er pure retain, <a href="#hymn_390">390</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, hear the voice of my complaint, <a href="#hymn_365">365</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, in Thy kingdom there shall be, <a href="#hymn_461">461</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, it belongs not to my care, <a href="#hymn_496">496</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee alone, <a href="#hymn_413">413</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, <a href="#hymn_195">195</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord Jesus Christ, strong Hero Thou, <a href="#hymn_230">230</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord Jesus Christ, to us attend, <a href="#hymn_1">1</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord Jesus Christ, true Man and God, <a href="#hymn_527">527</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide, <a href="#hymn_110">110</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord Jesus, Thou art truly good, <a href="#hymn_436">436</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord Jesus, who our souls to save, <a href="#hymn_217">217</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work, <a href="#hymn_274">274</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, lead the way the Savior went, <a href="#hymn_359">359</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord of Glory, Thou hast bought us, <a href="#hymn_358">358</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord of my life, O may Thy praise, <a href="#hymn_27">27</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord of my life, whose tender care, <a href="#hymn_18">18</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord of the Church, we humbly pray, <a href="#hymn_485">485</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord of the harvest, hear, <a href="#hymn_491">491</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord of the worlds above, <a href="#hymn_469">469</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, open Thou my heart to hear, <a href="#hymn_2">2</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high, <a href="#hymn_488">488</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, ’tis not that I did choose Thee, <a href="#hymn_69">69</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, to Thee I make confession, <a href="#hymn_416">416</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, we come before Thee now, <a href="#hymn_7">7</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, we confess our numerous faults, <a href="#hymn_307">307</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, when at Thy command, <a href="#hymn_487">487</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, when we bend before Thy throne, <a href="#hymn_6">6</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, while for all mankind we pray, <a href="#hymn_302">302</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lord, who at Cana’s wedding-feast, <a href="#hymn_443">443</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lo, upon the altar lies, <a href="#hymn_433">433</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">May God be praised henceforth and blest forever, <a href="#hymn_431">431</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">May God bestow on us His grace, <a href="#hymn_480">480</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">May we Thy precepts, Lord, fulfil, <a href="#hymn_339">339</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My dear Jesus I’ll not leave, <a href="#hymn_88">88</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My faith looks up to Thee, <a href="#hymn_351">351</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My Father! cheering name!, <a href="#hymn_519">519</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My God, accept my heart this day, <a href="#hymn_412">412</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My God, and is Thy table spread, <a href="#hymn_429">429</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My God, my Father, while I stray, <a href="#hymn_386">386</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My hope is built on nothing less, <a href="#hymn_306">306</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My inmost heart now raises, <a href="#hymn_22">22</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My Jesus, as Thou wilt, <a href="#hymn_387">387</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My soul, be on thy guard, <a href="#hymn_379">379</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My soul, now bless thy Maker, <a href="#hymn_59">59</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My soul, repeat His praise, <a href="#hymn_77">77</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My Spirit on Thy care, <a href="#hymn_369">369</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_554">[554]</span></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Nearer, my God, to Thee, <a href="#hymn_520">520</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Nearer, my God, to Thee, through Word, <a href="#hymn_324">324</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">No change of time shall ever shock, <a href="#hymn_281">281</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Not all the blood of beasts, <a href="#hymn_319">319</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Not what these hands have done, <a href="#hymn_320">320</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now, Christ, the very Son of God, <a href="#hymn_403">403</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now do we pray God the Holy Ghost, <a href="#hymn_260">260</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now God be with us, for the night is closing, <a href="#hymn_38">38</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now hush your cries and shed no tear, <a href="#hymn_539">539</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now I have found the sure foundation, <a href="#hymn_312">312</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now lay we calmly in the grave, <a href="#hymn_538">538</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now let us come before Him, <a href="#hymn_174">174</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now may He who from the dead, <a href="#hymn_15">15</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now our worship sweet is o’er, <a href="#hymn_10">10</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now praise we Christ, the Holy One, <a href="#hymn_148">148</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now rest beneath night’s shadows, <a href="#hymn_33">33</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now thank we all our God, <a href="#hymn_64">64</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now the day is over, <a href="#hymn_45">45</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Now the shades of night are gone, <a href="#hymn_26">26</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">O bleeding Head, and wounded, <a href="#hymn_201">201</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O bless the Lord, my soul, <a href="#hymn_76">76</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O bless, Thou heavenly Potentate, <a href="#hymn_300">300</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O blest the house, <a href="#hymn_445">445</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Christ, our true and only Light, <a href="#hymn_475">475</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O darkest woe, <a href="#hymn_215">215</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O dearest Jesus, Thee I pray, <a href="#hymn_188">188</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O enter, Lord, Thy temple, <a href="#hymn_252">252</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O’er the distant mountains breaking, <a href="#hymn_548">548</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O faithful God, we worship Thee, <a href="#hymn_425">425</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O for a faith that will not shrink, <a href="#hymn_354">354</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O for a thousand tongues to sing, <a href="#hymn_108">108</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Friend of souls, how blest am I, <a href="#hymn_109">109</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Oft in sorrow, oft in woe, <a href="#hymn_500">500</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O God, forsake me not, <a href="#hymn_347">347</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O God, from heaven look down and see, <a href="#hymn_278">278</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O God, my days are dark indeed, <a href="#hymn_503">503</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O God of Jacob, by whose hand, <a href="#hymn_364">364</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O God of mercy, God of might, <a href="#hymn_362">362</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O God, our Help in ages past, <a href="#hymn_172">172</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O God, Thou faithful God, <a href="#hymn_346">346</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O God, Thou righteous, faithful Lord, <a href="#hymn_424">424</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O holy, blessed Trinity, <a href="#hymn_20">20</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Holy Ghost, eternal God, <a href="#hymn_251">251</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Holy Spirit, enter in, <a href="#hymn_247">247</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O how blest are ye whose toils are ended, <a href="#hymn_547">547</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O how great is Thy compassion, <a href="#hymn_317">317</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Jesus, bruised and wounded more, <a href="#hymn_428">428</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Jesus, King most wonderful, <a href="#hymn_90">90</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Jesus, King of Glory, <a href="#hymn_179">179</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Jesus, Lamb of God, who art, <a href="#hymn_417">417</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lamb of God, most holy, <a href="#hymn_203">203</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O living Bread from heaven, <a href="#hymn_435">435</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord, how shall I meet Thee, <a href="#hymn_136">136</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_555">[555]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord, I love Thee from my heart, <a href="#hymn_366">366</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord, I sing with mouth and heart, <a href="#hymn_292">292</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord, my best desire fulfil, <a href="#hymn_389">389</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee, <a href="#hymn_543">543</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, <a href="#hymn_357">357</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills, <a href="#hymn_450">450</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord, our Father, thanks to Thee, <a href="#hymn_170">170</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Lord, whose bounteous hand again, <a href="#hymn_291">291</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Love, who formedst me to wear, <a href="#hymn_348">348</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Morning Star, how fair, <a href="#hymn_103">103</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O mystery of Love Divine, <a href="#hymn_330">330</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Once He came in blessing, <a href="#hymn_143">143</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">One sweetly solemn thought, <a href="#hymn_531">531</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">One thing needful! then, Lord Jesus, <a href="#hymn_83">83</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">On this day, the first of days, <a href="#hymn_126">126</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">On what has now been sown, <a href="#hymn_11">11</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Paradise, O Paradise, <a href="#hymn_561">561</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Open now Thy gates of beauty, <a href="#hymn_5">5</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O perfect Love, <a href="#hymn_444">444</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O rejoice, ye Christians, loudly, <a href="#hymn_152">152</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O sacred day, <a href="#hymn_177">177</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Spirit of the living God, <a href="#hymn_473">473</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O that I had a thousand voices, <a href="#hymn_62">62</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O that the Lord would guide my ways, <a href="#hymn_342">342</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Thou from whom all goodness flows, <a href="#hymn_497">497</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry, <a href="#hymn_419">419</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Thou who wouldst not have, <a href="#hymn_338">338</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Our country’s voice is pleading, <a href="#hymn_472">472</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Our Father, Thou in heaven above, <a href="#hymn_396">396</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Our God so loved the world that He, <a href="#hymn_327">327</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Our heavenly Father, hear, <a href="#hymn_397">397</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Our Lord is risen from the dead, <a href="#hymn_232">232</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Out of the deep I call, <a href="#hymn_423">423</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Out of the depths I cry to Thee, <a href="#hymn_415">415</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Word of God incarnate, <a href="#hymn_113">113</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men, <a href="#hymn_157">157</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Praise, O praise our God and King, <a href="#hymn_297">297</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Praise to God, immortal praise, <a href="#hymn_298">298</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation, <a href="#hymn_63">63</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire, <a href="#hymn_398">398</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Rejoice, ye sons of men, alway, <a href="#hymn_151">151</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Renew me, O eternal Light, <a href="#hymn_350">350</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Return, O wanderer, return, <a href="#hymn_54">54</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise, <a href="#hymn_478">478</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rise, my soul, to watch and pray, <a href="#hymn_381">381</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rock of Ages, cleft for me, <a href="#hymn_325">325</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Safely through another week, <a href="#hymn_125">125</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Saints of God, the dawn is brightening, <a href="#hymn_470">470</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Salvation unto us has come, <a href="#hymn_314">314</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior, again to Thy dear name we raise, <a href="#hymn_16">16</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior, all my sins confessing, <a href="#hymn_14">14</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_556">[556]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior, breathe an evening blessing, <a href="#hymn_37">37</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior, I follow on, <a href="#hymn_337">337</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior of the heathen, come, <a href="#hymn_141">141</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior, sprinkle many nations, <a href="#hymn_477">477</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior, Thy dying love, <a href="#hymn_353">353</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior, when in dust to Thee, <a href="#hymn_213">213</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savior, who Thy flock art feeding, <a href="#hymn_449">449</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Seems it in my anguish lone, <a href="#hymn_516">516</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph, <a href="#hymn_231">231</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">See, world, thy Life assailed, <a href="#hymn_205">205</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Send, O God, a gentle shower, <a href="#hymn_248">248</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Send Thou, O Lord, to every place, <a href="#hymn_484">484</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Seven times our blessed Savior spoke, <a href="#hymn_207">207</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Shepherd of tender youth, <a href="#hymn_448">448</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Since Christ has gone to heaven, His home, <a href="#hymn_236">236</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Since now the day has reached its close, <a href="#hymn_30">30</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber, <a href="#hymn_31">31</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Sinners, turn; why will ye die, <a href="#hymn_48">48</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Soldiers of Christ, arise, <a href="#hymn_380">380</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Soldiers of the Cross, arise, <a href="#hymn_482">482</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Songs of immortal praise belong, <a href="#hymn_61">61</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Songs of praise the angels sang, <a href="#hymn_68">68</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Songs of thankfulness and praise, <a href="#hymn_184">184</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">So rest, my Rest, <a href="#hymn_216">216</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Soul, what return has God, thy Savior, <a href="#hymn_345">345</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Spirit of mercy, truth, and love, <a href="#hymn_250">250</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Stand, soldier of the Cross, <a href="#hymn_407">407</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!, <a href="#hymn_377">377</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright, <a href="#hymn_285">285</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, <a href="#hymn_209">209</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, <a href="#hymn_42">42</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Sweet Savior, bless us ere we go, <a href="#hymn_12">12</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Swell the anthem, raise the song, <a href="#hymn_299">299</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Take my life and let it be, <a href="#hymn_355">355</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ten thousand times ten thousand, <a href="#hymn_288">288</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Th’ abyss of many a former sin, <a href="#hymn_420">420</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thank God, my Jesus cleanseth me, <a href="#hymn_189">189</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">That day of wrath, that dreadful day, <a href="#hymn_551">551</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">That man a godly life might live, <a href="#hymn_391">391</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Th’ atoning work is done, <a href="#hymn_241">241</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The advent of our God, <a href="#hymn_137">137</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The ancient Law departs, <a href="#hymn_176">176</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Bridegroom soon will call us, <a href="#hymn_134">134</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Church’s one foundation, <a href="#hymn_466">466</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The day is past and gone, <a href="#hymn_41">41</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The day is surely drawing near, <a href="#hymn_552">552</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord, <a href="#hymn_434">434</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Gospel shows the Father’s grace, <a href="#hymn_116">116</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The happy sunshine now is gone, <a href="#hymn_32">32</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Head that once was crowned with thorns, <a href="#hymn_237">237</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, <a href="#hymn_114">114</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Homeland! O the Homeland, <a href="#hymn_562">562</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Law of God is good and wise, <a href="#hymn_115">115</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_557">[557]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Lord hath helped me hitherto, <a href="#hymn_80">80</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Lord, my God, be praised, <a href="#hymn_272">272</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Lord my pasture shall prepare, <a href="#hymn_85">85</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Lord my Shepherd is, <a href="#hymn_374">374</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want, <a href="#hymn_367">367</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The man is ever blest, <a href="#hymn_341">341</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The morning light is breaking, <a href="#hymn_471">471</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The mouth of fools doth God confess, <a href="#hymn_277">277</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The mystery hidden from the eyes, <a href="#hymn_264">264</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The new-born Child this early morn, <a href="#hymn_169">169</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The old year now hath passed away, <a href="#hymn_173">173</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The saints on earth and those above, <a href="#hymn_463">463</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Savior calls, let every ear, <a href="#hymn_47">47</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Savior kindly calls, <a href="#hymn_406">406</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Spirit in our hearts, <a href="#hymn_52">52</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Star proclaims the King is here, <a href="#hymn_180">180</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The voice that breathed o’er Eden, <a href="#hymn_442">442</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The year begins with Thee, <a href="#hymn_175">175</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thee we adore, eternal Lord, <a href="#hymn_66">66</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower, <a href="#hymn_349">349</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">There is a fountain filled with blood, <a href="#hymn_200">200</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">There is a land of pure delight, <a href="#hymn_560">560</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">There is an hour of peaceful rest, <a href="#hymn_564">564</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">There is within this heart of mine, <a href="#hymn_460">460</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thine forever! God of Love, <a href="#hymn_411">411</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thine honor rescue, Christ, our Lord, <a href="#hymn_275">275</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">This child we dedicate to Thee, <a href="#hymn_404">404</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">This day at Thy creating word, <a href="#hymn_127">127</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">This is the day the Lord hath made, <a href="#hymn_129">129</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thou art the Way, to Thee alone, <a href="#hymn_94">94</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thou who art Three in unity, <a href="#hymn_266">266</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thou, who roll’st the year around, <a href="#hymn_165">165</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thou, who the night in prayer didst spend, <a href="#hymn_492">492</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Through all the changing scenes of life, <a href="#hymn_75">75</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Through Jesus’ bloody merit, <a href="#hymn_323">323</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Through the day Thy love hath spared us, <a href="#hymn_43">43</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thus far the Lord has led me on, <a href="#hymn_39">39</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thy life was giv’n for me, <a href="#hymn_352">352</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thy presence, gracious God, afford, <a href="#hymn_4">4</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thy soul, O Jesus, hallow me, <a href="#hymn_206">206</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thy table I approach, <a href="#hymn_430">430</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thy way, not mine, O Lord, <a href="#hymn_384">384</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design, <a href="#hymn_514">514</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thy works, not mine, O Christ, <a href="#hymn_329">329</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To-day Thy mercy calls us, <a href="#hymn_50">50</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To God be glory, peace on earth, <a href="#hymn_74">74</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To God the Father of all love, <a href="#hymn_60">60</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To Jordan came our Lord, the Christ, <a href="#hymn_401">401</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To our Redeemer’s glorious name, <a href="#hymn_101">101</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To shepherds, as they watched by night, <a href="#hymn_162">162</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give, <a href="#hymn_193">193</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To Thee, O dear, dear Savior, <a href="#hymn_371">371</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise, <a href="#hymn_294">294</a><span class="pagenum" id="Page_558">[558]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To Thee, our God, we fly, <a href="#hymn_304">304</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To Thy temple I repair, <a href="#hymn_8">8</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To us a Child of hope is born, <a href="#hymn_155">155</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">’Twas on that dark, that doleful night, <a href="#hymn_439">439</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Wake, awake, for night is flying, <a href="#hymn_549">549</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We all believe in one true God, Father, <a href="#hymn_393">393</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We all believe in one true God, Maker, <a href="#hymn_394">394</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We bid thee welcome in the name, <a href="#hymn_489">489</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We Christians may rejoice to-day, <a href="#hymn_156">156</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We give Thee but Thine own, <a href="#hymn_361">361</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We have a sure prophetic Word, <a href="#hymn_120">120</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We lift our hearts to Thee, <a href="#hymn_25">25</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We sing th’ almighty power of God, <a href="#hymn_293">293</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We thank Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend, <a href="#hymn_239">239</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Welcome, delightful morn, <a href="#hymn_124">124</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife, <a href="#hymn_228">228</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">What a Friend we have in Jesus, <a href="#hymn_395">395</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Whate’er God will, let that be done, <a href="#hymn_494">494</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Whatever God ordains is good, <a href="#hymn_507">507</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">What is the world to me, <a href="#hymn_385">385</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">What our Father does is well, <a href="#hymn_301">301</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When all Thy mercies, O my God, <a href="#hymn_72">72</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When I can read my title clear, <a href="#hymn_368">368</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When in the hour of utmost need, <a href="#hymn_515">515</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When Israel through the desert passed, <a href="#hymn_118">118</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When I survey the wondrous cross, <a href="#hymn_204">204</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When my last hour is close at hand, <a href="#hymn_528">528</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When o’er my sins I sorrow, <a href="#hymn_197">197</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When Rome had shrouded earth in night, <a href="#hymn_283">283</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When streaming from the eastern skies, <a href="#hymn_19">19</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">When the day of toil is done, <a href="#hymn_546">546</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Where’er I go, whate’er my task, <a href="#hymn_372">372</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Where wilt thou go, since night draws near, <a href="#hymn_227">227</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">While with ceaseless course the sun, <a href="#hymn_163">163</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">While yet the morn is breaking, <a href="#hymn_21">21</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Who is this that comes from Edom, <a href="#hymn_223">223</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Who knows how near my end may be, <a href="#hymn_544">544</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Who puts his trust, <a href="#hymn_511">511</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn, <a href="#hymn_313">313</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Why do we mourn departing friends, <a href="#hymn_542">542</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Why should sorrow ever grieve me, <a href="#hymn_501">501</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wilt thou, O man, live happily, <a href="#hymn_392">392</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">With broken heart and contrite sigh, <a href="#hymn_418">418</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">With joy we hall the sacred day, <a href="#hymn_128">128</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Yea, as I live, Jehovah saith, <a href="#hymn_426">426</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ye servants of the Lord, <a href="#hymn_382">382</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Yes, there remaineth yet a rest, <a href="#hymn_566">566</a></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Zion mourns in fear and anguish, <a href="#hymn_505">505</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Zion stands with hills surrounded, <a href="#hymn_465">465</a></li>
+</ul>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_559">[559]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Index_of_Selections_for_Chanting">Index of Selections for Chanting.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<ul>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Glory be to God on High. (Gloria In Excelsis.), <a href="#hymn_568">568</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">I will Lift Up Mine Eyes. (Levavi Oculos.), <a href="#hymn_569">569</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Blessed be the Lord God. (Benedictus.), <a href="#hymn_570">570</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">We Praise Thee, O God. (Te Deum Laudamus.), <a href="#hymn_571">571</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">My Soul doth Magnify the Lord. (Magnificat.), <a href="#hymn_572">572</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">The Lord Is My Shepherd. (Dominus Regit Me.), <a href="#hymn_573">573</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Out of the Deep. (De Profundis.), <a href="#hymn_574">574</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Come, Let Us Sing. (Venite, Exultemus.), <a href="#hymn_575">575</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Our Father, which Art in Heaven. (Lord’s Prayer.), <a href="#hymn_576">576</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Blessed Are the Poor. (The Beatitudes.), <a href="#hymn_577">577</a></li>
+</ul>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Index_of_Doxologies">Index of Doxologies.</h2>
+
+</div>
+
+<ul>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Praise God, from Whom All Blessings Flow, <a href="#hymn_578">578</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To God the Father, God the Son, <a href="#hymn_579">579</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, <a href="#hymn_580">580</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Father, Son, and Spirit, <a href="#hymn_581">581</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To Father, Son, and Spirit, <a href="#hymn_582">582</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Glory be to God Most High, <a href="#hymn_583">583</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Mighty God and Holy, <a href="#hymn_584">584</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thee, Eternal God Most High, <a href="#hymn_585">585</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Holy Father, Holy Son, <a href="#hymn_586">586</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">To God the Father, Son, <a href="#hymn_587">587</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">O Blessed, Holy One, <a href="#hymn_588">588</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Eternal, Holy Lord, <a href="#hymn_589">589</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Praise the Father, Earth and Heaven, <a href="#hymn_590">590</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Praise and Honor to the Father, <a href="#hymn_591">591</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Glory be to God the Father, <a href="#hymn_592">592</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Great Jehovah, We Adore Thee, <a href="#hymn_593">593</a></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Glory be to God the Father, <a href="#hymn_594">594</a></li>
+</ul>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_560">[560]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="INDEX_OF_AUTHORS_AND_TRANSLATORS">INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS.</h2>
+
+<p class="center">(The numbers after the names indicate the hymns.)</p>
+
+</div>
+
+<ul>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Adam of St. Victor, <a href="#hymn_121">121</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Adams, S. F., <a href="#hymn_520">520</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Addison, Joseph, <a href="#hymn_72">72</a>, <a href="#hymn_85">85</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Albert, H., <a href="#hymn_23">23</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Albinus, J. G., <a href="#hymn_530">530</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Alderson, E. S., <a href="#hymn_358">358</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Alexander, J. W., <a href="#hymn_87">87</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Alexander, Mrs. C. F., <a href="#hymn_428">428</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Alford, H., <a href="#hymn_288">288</a>, <a href="#hymn_295">295</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Allen, O., <a href="#hymn_50">50</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Altenburg, J. M., <a href="#hymn_276">276</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ambrosius, <a href="#hymn_34">34</a>, <a href="#hymn_141">141</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Anatolius, <a href="#hymn_149">149</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Anderson, Maria F., <a href="#hymn_472">472</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Anna, Countess of Stolberg, <a href="#hymn_529">529</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Anonymous, <a href="#hymn_18">18</a>, <a href="#hymn_74">74</a>, <a href="#hymn_215">215</a> (1), <a href="#hymn_220">220</a>, <a href="#hymn_250">250</a>, <a href="#hymn_291">291</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_300">300</a>, <a href="#hymn_363">363</a>, <a href="#hymn_408">408</a> (2, 3), <a href="#hymn_424">424</a>, <a href="#hymn_453">453</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_456">456</a>, <a href="#hymn_494">494</a>, <a href="#hymn_499">499</a>, <a href="#hymn_529">529</a>, <a href="#hymn_539">539</a>, <a href="#hymn_553">553</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_558">558</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Anselm of Canterbury, <a href="#hymn_198">198</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Anstice, J., <a href="#hymn_461">461</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Aquinas, Thomas, <a href="#hymn_433">433</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Auber, H., <a href="#hymn_128">128</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Austin, John, <a href="#hymn_388">388</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Bacon, L. W., <a href="#hymn_185">185</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_249">249</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Baker, H. W., <a href="#hymn_126">126</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_297">297</a>, <a href="#hymn_301">301</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_423">423</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bakewell, John, <a href="#hymn_242">242</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Barbauld, Mrs. A. L., <a href="#hymn_298">298</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Baring-Gould, Sabine, <a href="#hymn_45">45</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Barton, B., <a href="#hymn_119">119</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bathhurst, Wm. Hiley, <a href="#hymn_144">144</a>, <a href="#hymn_354">354</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Baxter, Richard, <a href="#hymn_496">496</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Beddome, B., <a href="#hymn_118">118</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Behm, Martin, <a href="#hymn_20">20</a>, <a href="#hymn_179">179</a>, <a href="#hymn_195">195</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bernard of Clairvaux, <a href="#hymn_90">90</a>, <a href="#hymn_98">98</a>, <a href="#hymn_201">201</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bernard of Cluny, <a href="#hymn_556">556</a>, <a href="#hymn_557">557</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Besnault, Abbé, <a href="#hymn_176">176</a>, <a href="#hymn_177">177</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bethune, G. W., <a href="#hymn_533">533</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bickersteth, E. H., <a href="#hymn_407">407</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Birken, Sigmund von (Betullus), <a href="#hymn_192">192</a>, <a href="#hymn_333">333</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bloomfield, Dorothy F., <a href="#hymn_444">444</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bodo von Hodenberg, <a href="#hymn_35">35</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Boeschenstein. J., <a href="#hymn_207">207</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bogatzky, C. H., <a href="#hymn_481">481</a>.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_561">[561]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bohemian Brethren, <a href="#hymn_38">38</a>, <a href="#hymn_225">225</a> (M. Weiss).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bonar, Horatius, <a href="#hymn_46">46</a>, <a href="#hymn_105">105</a>, <a href="#hymn_268">268</a>, <a href="#hymn_308">308</a>, <a href="#hymn_320">320</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_322">322</a>, <a href="#hymn_329">329</a>, <a href="#hymn_384">384</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Borthwick, Jane, <a href="#hymn_331">331</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_387">387</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bowring, Sir John, <a href="#hymn_95">95</a>, <a href="#hymn_510">510</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx" id="Brady">Brady, Nicholas (cf. <a href="#Tate">Nahum Tate</a>), <a href="#hymn_75">75</a>, <a href="#hymn_281">281</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bridges, Matthew, <a href="#hymn_104">104</a>, <a href="#hymn_412">412</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Brooks, C. T., <a href="#hymn_305">305</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Bryant, W. C., <a href="#hymn_479">479</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Campbell, R., <a href="#hymn_121">121</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Carlyle, J. D., <a href="#hymn_6">6</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Cary, Phoebe, <a href="#hymn_531">531</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Caswall, Edw., <a href="#hymn_90">90</a>, <a href="#hymn_98">98</a>, <a href="#hymn_133">133</a>, <a href="#hymn_159">159</a>, <a href="#hymn_208">208</a>, <a href="#hymn_287">287</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_433">433</a> (all translations).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Cawood, J., <a href="#hymn_13">13</a>, <a href="#hymn_160">160</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Celano, Thomas de, <a href="#hymn_551">551</a>, <a href="#hymn_555">555</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Chandler, J., <a href="#hymn_137">137</a>, <a href="#hymn_177">177</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_453">453</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Charles, E. R., <a href="#hymn_235">235</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Clausnitzer, Tobias, <a href="#hymn_3">3</a>, <a href="#hymn_393">393</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Clement of Alexandria, <a href="#hymn_448">448</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Collyer, Wm. B., <a href="#hymn_54">54</a>, <a href="#hymn_553">553</a> (2, 3).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Condor, Josiah, <a href="#hymn_69">69</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Cook, Henry, <a href="#hymn_356">356</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Cooper, E., <a href="#hymn_269">269</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Cotterill, Thomas, <a href="#hymn_66">66</a> (additional stanzas), <a href="#hymn_254">254</a>, <a href="#hymn_497">497</a> (with T. Haweis).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Cowper, Wm., <a href="#hymn_200">200</a>, <a href="#hymn_389">389</a>, <a href="#hymn_522">522</a>, <a href="#hymn_524">524</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Cox, Francis Elizabeth, <a href="#hymn_24">24</a>, <a href="#hymn_83">83</a>, <a href="#hymn_222">222</a>, <a href="#hymn_233">233</a>, <a href="#hymn_513">513</a>
+    (all translations).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Coxe, A. C., <a href="#hymn_477">477</a>, <a href="#hymn_1">1</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Crasselius, B., <a href="#hymn_67">67</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Cronenwett, E., <a href="#hymn_120">120</a>, <a href="#hymn_169">169</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_436">436</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_438">438</a>, <a href="#hymn_520">520</a>
+    (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Crosswell, W., <a href="#hymn_359">359</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Crull, A., <a href="#hymn_9">9</a>, <a href="#hymn_80">80</a>, <a href="#hymn_86">86</a>, <a href="#hymn_135">135</a>, <a href="#hymn_151">151</a>, <a href="#hymn_157">157</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_170">170</a>, <a href="#hymn_188">188</a>, <a href="#hymn_189">189</a>, <a href="#hymn_192">192</a>, <a href="#hymn_193">193</a>, <a href="#hymn_226">226</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_227">227</a>, <a href="#hymn_230">230</a>, <a href="#hymn_234">234</a>, <a href="#hymn_248">248</a>, <a href="#hymn_251">251</a>, <a href="#hymn_272">272</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_317">317</a>, <a href="#hymn_323">323</a>, <a href="#hymn_327">327</a>, <a href="#hymn_343">343</a>, <a href="#hymn_344">344</a>, <a href="#hymn_347">347</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_350">350</a>, <a href="#hymn_385">385</a>, <a href="#hymn_417">417</a>, <a href="#hymn_424">424</a>, <a href="#hymn_460">460</a>, <a href="#hymn_499">499</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_517">517</a> (all translations).</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Dach, S., <a href="#hymn_323">323</a>, <a href="#hymn_547">547</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Dayman, E. A., <a href="#hymn_360">360</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Decius, N., <a href="#hymn_203">203</a>, <a href="#hymn_261">261</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Derschau, B., <a href="#hymn_460">460</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Dessler, W. C., <a href="#hymn_87">87</a>, <a href="#hymn_109">109</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Dexter, H. M., <a href="#hymn_448">448</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Dix, W. C., <a href="#hymn_49">49</a>, <a href="#hymn_183">183</a>, <a href="#hymn_294">294</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Doane, Geo. W., <a href="#hymn_94">94</a>, <a href="#hymn_518">518</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Doddridge, Philip, <a href="#hymn_139">139</a>, <a href="#hymn_167">167</a>, <a href="#hymn_328">328</a>, <a href="#hymn_364">364</a>, <a href="#hymn_382">382</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_429">429</a>, <a href="#hymn_554">554</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Downton, H., <a href="#hymn_168">168</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Duffield, G., <a href="#hymn_377">377</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Dwight, J., <a href="#hymn_468">468</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Dwight, J. S., <a href="#hymn_305">305</a>.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_562">[562]</span></li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Eber, Paul, <a href="#hymn_286">286</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_515">515</a>, <a href="#hymn_527">527</a>, <a href="#hymn_545">545</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Edmeston, J., <a href="#hymn_37">37</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ellerton, J., <a href="#hymn_16">16</a>, <a href="#hymn_451">451</a>, <a href="#hymn_546">546</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Elliott, Charlotte, <a href="#hymn_265">265</a>, <a href="#hymn_318">318</a>, <a href="#hymn_386">386</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Elliott, Julia, A., <a href="#hymn_123">123</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Elven, C., <a href="#hymn_418">418</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Emilie Juliane, Countess, <a href="#hymn_80">80</a>, <a href="#hymn_544">544</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Faber, F. W., <a href="#hymn_12">12</a>, <a href="#hymn_561">561</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Fawcett, John, <a href="#hymn_4">4</a>, <a href="#hymn_17">17</a>, <a href="#hymn_111">111</a>, <a href="#hymn_462">462</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Fischer, Chr., <a href="#hymn_193">193</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Fleming, Paul, <a href="#hymn_372">372</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Flittner, J., <a href="#hymn_89">89</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Francis, B., <a href="#hymn_91">91</a>, <a href="#hymn_457">457</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Franck, J., <a href="#hymn_82">82</a>, <a href="#hymn_190">190</a>, <a href="#hymn_416">416</a>, <a href="#hymn_432">432</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Franck, Sal., <a href="#hymn_216">216</a>, <a href="#hymn_347">347</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Freund, Cornelius, <a href="#hymn_151">151</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Freystein, J. B., <a href="#hymn_381">381</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Frothingham, N. L., <a href="#hymn_494">494</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Fueger, C., <a href="#hymn_156">156</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Funcke, F., <a href="#hymn_234">234</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Ganse, H. D., <a href="#hymn_520">520</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Gates, Mrs. M. E., <a href="#hymn_484">484</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Gellert, Christian, <a href="#hymn_222">222</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Gerhardt, Paul, <a href="#hymn_33">33</a>, <a href="#hymn_65">65</a>, <a href="#hymn_84">84</a>, <a href="#hymn_136">136</a>, <a href="#hymn_145">145</a>, <a href="#hymn_161">161</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_174">174</a>, <a href="#hymn_191">191</a>, <a href="#hymn_201">201</a>, <a href="#hymn_205">205</a>, <a href="#hymn_218">218</a>, <a href="#hymn_252">252</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_264">264</a>, <a href="#hymn_292">292</a>, <a href="#hymn_501">501</a>, <a href="#hymn_506">506</a>, <a href="#hymn_525">525</a>, <a href="#hymn_526">526</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Gesenius, J., <a href="#hymn_35">35</a>, <a href="#hymn_197">197</a>, <a href="#hymn_344">344</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Gill, Thomas H., <a href="#hymn_330">330</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Gilman, S., <a href="#hymn_404">404</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Grant, R., <a href="#hymn_213">213</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Graumann, J., <a href="#hymn_59">59</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Grigg, J., <a href="#hymn_51">51</a>, <a href="#hymn_91">91</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Hamilton, James, <a href="#hymn_164">164</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hammond, W., <a href="#hymn_7">7</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Harbaugh, H., <a href="#hymn_296">296</a>, <a href="#hymn_541">541</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hart, J., <a href="#hymn_81">81</a>, <a href="#hymn_258">258</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Haskins, J., <a href="#hymn_550">550</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hastings, T., <a href="#hymn_3">3</a>, <a href="#hymn_57">57</a>, <a href="#hymn_512">512</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Havergal, F. R., <a href="#hymn_352">352</a>, <a href="#hymn_355">355</a>, <a href="#hymn_370">370</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Haweis, H. R., <a href="#hymn_562">562</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Haweis, T., <a href="#hymn_14">14</a>, <a href="#hymn_497">497</a> (with T. Cotterill).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hayward, <a href="#hymn_124">124</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Heath, George, <a href="#hymn_379">379</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Heber, R., <a href="#hymn_44">44</a>, <a href="#hymn_181">181</a>, <a href="#hymn_263">263</a>, <a href="#hymn_474">474</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Heermann, Johann, <a href="#hymn_194">194</a>, <a href="#hymn_198">198</a>, <a href="#hymn_275">275</a>, <a href="#hymn_280">280</a>, <a href="#hymn_346">346</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_475">475</a>, <a href="#hymn_505">505</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Held, H., <a href="#hymn_146">146</a>, <a href="#hymn_246">246</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Helder, B., <a href="#hymn_188">188</a>, <a href="#hymn_230">230</a>, <a href="#hymn_251">251</a>, <a href="#hymn_417">417</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Helmbold, L., <a href="#hymn_390">390</a>, <a href="#hymn_509">509</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Herberger, V., <a href="#hymn_532">532</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Herman, N., <a href="#hymn_32">32</a>, <a href="#hymn_157">157</a>, <a href="#hymn_426">426</a>, <a href="#hymn_528">528</a>, <a href="#hymn_539">539</a>.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_563">[563]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hernamann, Claudia F., <a href="#hymn_266">266</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Herzog, J. F., <a href="#hymn_30">30</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Hojer, Conrad, <a href="#hymn_503">503</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Homburg, E. C., <a href="#hymn_195">195</a>, <a href="#hymn_227">227</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Horn, J., <a href="#hymn_143">143</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">How, W. W., <a href="#hymn_113">113</a>, <a href="#hymn_127">127</a>, <a href="#hymn_178">178</a>, <a href="#hymn_304">304</a>, <a href="#hymn_361">361</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_482">482</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Humphreys, J., <a href="#hymn_315">315</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Huss, John, <a href="#hymn_441">441</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Irons, G. M., <a href="#hymn_321">321</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Irons, W. J., <a href="#hymn_555">555</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Jacobi, J. C., <a href="#hymn_23">23</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jacobs, H. E., <a href="#hymn_324">324</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Jonas, Justus, <a href="#hymn_274">274</a> (4, 5), <a href="#hymn_284">284</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Joseph of the Studium, <a href="#hymn_285">285</a>, <a href="#hymn_420">420</a>, <a href="#hymn_422">422</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Keble, J., <a href="#hymn_42">42</a>, <a href="#hymn_175">175</a>, <a href="#hymn_442">442</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Keen, <a href="#hymn_375">375</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Kelly, J., <a href="#hymn_174">174</a>, <a href="#hymn_205">205</a>, <a href="#hymn_218">218</a>, <a href="#hymn_501">501</a>, <a href="#hymn_506">506</a>, <a href="#hymn_525">525</a>
+    (all translations).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Kelly, T., <a href="#hymn_43">43</a>, <a href="#hymn_209">209</a>, <a href="#hymn_223">223</a>, <a href="#hymn_237">237</a>, <a href="#hymn_238">238</a>, <a href="#hymn_241">241</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_465">465</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ken, Thomas, <a href="#hymn_29">29</a>, <a href="#hymn_36">36</a>, <a href="#hymn_578">578</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Keymann, C., <a href="#hymn_88">88</a>, <a href="#hymn_152">152</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Kinner, S., <a href="#hymn_436">436</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Knapp, A., <a href="#hymn_405">405</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Kraemer, M., <a href="#hymn_248">248</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Kunth, J. S., <a href="#hymn_566">566</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Landstad, M. B., <a href="#hymn_565">565</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Langhanns, Urban, <a href="#hymn_153">153</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Leeson, J. E., <a href="#hymn_447">447</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Leland, John, <a href="#hymn_41">41</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lochner, K. F., <a href="#hymn_345">345</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Loewenstern, M. A. von, <a href="#hymn_279">279</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Longfellow, H. W., <a href="#hymn_547">547</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Loy, M., <a href="#hymn_10">10</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_97">97</a>, <a href="#hymn_115">115</a>, <a href="#hymn_116">116</a>, <a href="#hymn_206">206</a>
+    (tr.), <a href="#hymn_275">275</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_283">283</a>, <a href="#hymn_311">311</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_390">390</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_426">426</a>
+    (tr.), <a href="#hymn_430">430</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_437">437</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ludaemilia Elizabeth, Countess of Schwarzburg, <a href="#hymn_86">86</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Luther, Martin, <a href="#hymn_141">141</a>, <a href="#hymn_147">147</a>, <a href="#hymn_148">148</a>, <a href="#hymn_150">150</a>, <a href="#hymn_162">162</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_185">185</a>, <a href="#hymn_224">224</a>, <a href="#hymn_249">249</a>, <a href="#hymn_257">257</a>, <a href="#hymn_260">260</a>, <a href="#hymn_266">266</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_271">271</a>, <a href="#hymn_273">273</a>, <a href="#hymn_274">274</a>, <a href="#hymn_277">277</a>, <a href="#hymn_278">278</a>, <a href="#hymn_282">282</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_310">310</a>, <a href="#hymn_391">391</a>, <a href="#hymn_392">392</a>, <a href="#hymn_394">394</a>, <a href="#hymn_396">396</a>, <a href="#hymn_401">401</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_415">415</a>, <a href="#hymn_431">431</a>, <a href="#hymn_441">441</a>, <a href="#hymn_446">446</a>, <a href="#hymn_480">480</a>, <a href="#hymn_538">538</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Lyte, H. F., <a href="#hymn_40">40</a>, <a href="#hymn_71">71</a>, <a href="#hymn_335">335</a>, <a href="#hymn_369">369</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Mackay, Mrs. M., <a href="#hymn_540">540</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Magdeburg, J., <a href="#hymn_511">511</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Malan, M. A. C., <a href="#hymn_533">533</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Mant, R., <a href="#hymn_289">289</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">March, D., <a href="#hymn_476">476</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Massie, R., <a href="#hymn_147">147</a>, <a href="#hymn_148">148</a>, <a href="#hymn_162">162</a>, <a href="#hymn_266">266</a>, <a href="#hymn_277">277</a>, <a href="#hymn_282">282</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_391">391</a>, <a href="#hymn_392">392</a>, <a href="#hymn_401">401</a>, <a href="#hymn_431">431</a>, <a href="#hymn_446">446</a>, <a href="#hymn_526">526</a>
+    (all translations).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Mathesius, J., <a href="#hymn_22">22</a>, <a href="#hymn_517">517</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Maude, M. F., <a href="#hymn_411">411</a>.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_564">[564]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Maurus, Rhabanus, <a href="#hymn_287">287</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Maxwell, M., <a href="#hymn_470">470</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">McComb, Wm., <a href="#hymn_99">99</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Medley, Samuel, <a href="#hymn_92">92</a>, <a href="#hymn_229">229</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Meinhold, J. W., <a href="#hymn_537">537</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Melissander, Caspar, <a href="#hymn_388">388</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Mentzer, J., <a href="#hymn_62">62</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Meusslin, W., <a href="#hymn_34">34</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Meyfart, J. M., <a href="#hymn_559">559</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Moeller, J. J., <a href="#hymn_226">226</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Mohr, J., <a href="#hymn_256">256</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Molanus, G. W., <a href="#hymn_430">430</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Moller, M., <a href="#hymn_523">523</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Monsell, J. S. B., <a href="#hymn_371">371</a>, <a href="#hymn_376">376</a>, <a href="#hymn_548">548</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Montgomery, James, <a href="#hymn_8">8</a>, <a href="#hymn_68">68</a>, <a href="#hymn_132">132</a>, <a href="#hymn_187">187</a>, <a href="#hymn_199">199</a>, <a href="#hymn_212">212</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_397">397</a>, <a href="#hymn_398">398</a>, <a href="#hymn_409">409</a>, <a href="#hymn_459">459</a>, <a href="#hymn_473">473</a>, <a href="#hymn_488">488</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_489">489</a>, <a href="#hymn_567">567</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Moore, T., <a href="#hymn_512">512</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Morison, J., <a href="#hymn_155">155</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Mote, E., <a href="#hymn_306">306</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Muehlenberg, W. A., <a href="#hymn_449">449</a>, <a href="#hymn_535">535</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Muehlmann, J., <a href="#hymn_21">21</a>, <a href="#hymn_511">511</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Mylius, J., <a href="#hymn_188">188</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Neale, J. M., <a href="#hymn_149">149</a>, <a href="#hymn_180">180</a>, <a href="#hymn_285">285</a>, <a href="#hymn_336">336</a>, <a href="#hymn_420">420</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_422">422</a>, <a href="#hymn_427">427</a>, <a href="#hymn_450">450</a>, <a href="#hymn_454">454</a>, <a href="#hymn_556">556</a>, <a href="#hymn_557">557</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Neander, J., <a href="#hymn_63">63</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Neumann, C., <a href="#hymn_343">343</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Neumark, G., <a href="#hymn_498">498</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Neumeister, Erdmann, <a href="#hymn_414">414</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Newton, J., <a href="#hymn_11">11</a>, <a href="#hymn_15">15</a>, <a href="#hymn_56">56</a>, <a href="#hymn_96">96</a>, <a href="#hymn_125">125</a>, <a href="#hymn_163">163</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_399">399</a>, <a href="#hymn_464">464</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Nicolai, P., <a href="#hymn_103">103</a>, <a href="#hymn_549">549</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Occom, Samson, <a href="#hymn_26">26</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Olearius, J., <a href="#hymn_2">2</a>, <a href="#hymn_130">130</a>, <a href="#hymn_140">140</a>, <a href="#hymn_189">189</a>, <a href="#hymn_272">272</a>, <a href="#hymn_317">317</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_327">327</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Olearius, J. G., <a href="#hymn_135">135</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Onderdonk, H. U., <a href="#hymn_52">52</a>, <a href="#hymn_406">406</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Osler, E., <a href="#hymn_339">339</a>, <a href="#hymn_485">485</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Palmer, Ray, <a href="#hymn_165">165</a>, <a href="#hymn_351">351</a>, <a href="#hymn_455">455</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Perronet, E., <a href="#hymn_93">93</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Peter, P. A., <a href="#hymn_552">552</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Pfefferkorn, G. M., <a href="#hymn_385">385</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Pfeil, C. H. von, <a href="#hymn_445">445</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Phelps, S. D., <a href="#hymn_353">353</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Phillimore, G., <a href="#hymn_28">28</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Polack, W. G., <a href="#hymn_477">477</a> (2, 3).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Pope, Alexander, <a href="#hymn_478">478</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Powell, T. E., <a href="#hymn_493">493</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Praetorius’s <i>Musae Sioniae</i>, <a href="#hymn_239">239</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Preiswerk, S., <a href="#hymn_467">467</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Pye, H. J., <a href="#hymn_186">186</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Rambach, J. J., <a href="#hymn_400">400</a>.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_565">[565]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Reed, A., <a href="#hymn_259">259</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Reusner, A., <a href="#hymn_495">495</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rimbach, J. A., <a href="#hymn_89">89</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_333">333</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rinckart, M., <a href="#hymn_64">64</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ringwaldt, B., <a href="#hymn_552">552</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rist, J., <a href="#hymn_31">31</a>, <a href="#hymn_142">142</a>, <a href="#hymn_171">171</a>, <a href="#hymn_215">215</a>, <a href="#hymn_435">435</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Robinson, C. S., <a href="#hymn_337">337</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rodigast, S., <a href="#hymn_507">507</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rothe, J. A., <a href="#hymn_312">312</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rous, F., <a href="#hymn_367">367</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Ruopp, J. F., <a href="#hymn_350">350</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Russell, A. T., <a href="#hymn_23">23</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Rutilius, M., <a href="#hymn_421">421</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Sacer, G. W., <a href="#hymn_233">233</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">St. John, F. B., <a href="#hymn_316">316</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Savonarola, Jerome, <a href="#hymn_210">210</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schaeffer, C. W., <a href="#hymn_334">334</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schalling, M., <a href="#hymn_366">366</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Scheffler, J. (Angelus), <a href="#hymn_106">106</a>, <a href="#hymn_206">206</a>, <a href="#hymn_334">334</a>, <a href="#hymn_348">348</a>, <a href="#hymn_349">349</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Scheidt, C. L., <a href="#hymn_311">311</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schenck, M. H., <a href="#hymn_10">10</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schirmer, M., <a href="#hymn_247">247</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schmolck, B., <a href="#hymn_5">5</a>, <a href="#hymn_228">228</a>, <a href="#hymn_301">301</a>, <a href="#hymn_387">387</a>, <a href="#hymn_402">402</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schneegass, C., <a href="#hymn_169">169</a>, <a href="#hymn_170">170</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schneesing, John, <a href="#hymn_413">413</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schroeder, J. H., <a href="#hymn_83">83</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schuette, C. H. L., <a href="#hymn_20">20</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_403">403</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Schuetz, J. J., <a href="#hymn_60">60</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Scott, Thomas, <a href="#hymn_55">55</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Scott, Sir Walter, <a href="#hymn_551">551</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Scriven, J., <a href="#hymn_395">395</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Sedulius, <a href="#hymn_148">148</a>, <a href="#hymn_180">180</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Selnecker, N., <a href="#hymn_110">110</a>, <a href="#hymn_403">403</a>, <a href="#hymn_408">408</a>, <a href="#hymn_425">425</a>, <a href="#hymn_543">543</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Serle, Ambrose, <a href="#hymn_514">514</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Shrubsole, Wm., <a href="#hymn_19">19</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Smith, S. F., <a href="#hymn_471">471</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Spegel, H., <a href="#hymn_434">434</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Speratus, Paul, <a href="#hymn_314">314</a>, <a href="#hymn_365">365</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Steele, Anne, <a href="#hymn_27">27</a>, <a href="#hymn_47">47</a>, <a href="#hymn_101">101</a>, <a href="#hymn_117">117</a>, <a href="#hymn_122">122</a>, <a href="#hymn_202">202</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_303">303</a>, <a href="#hymn_502">502</a>, <a href="#hymn_519">519</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Stegmann, J., <a href="#hymn_9">9</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Steuerlein, J., <a href="#hymn_173">173</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Stocker, J., <a href="#hymn_253">253</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Stone, S. J., <a href="#hymn_466">466</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Strong, Nathan, <a href="#hymn_299">299</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Tappan, W. B., <a href="#hymn_564">564</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx" id="Tate">Tate, Nahum (cf. <a href="#Brady">Nicholas Brady</a>), <a href="#hymn_75">75</a>, <a href="#hymn_281">281</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Taylor, T. R., <a href="#hymn_563">563</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thring, G., <a href="#hymn_131">131</a>, <a href="#hymn_362">362</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Thrupp, A., <a href="#hymn_443">443</a>.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_566">[566]</span></li>
+
+<li class="indx">Titius, C., <a href="#hymn_516">516</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Toplady, A. M., <a href="#hymn_242">242</a>, <a href="#hymn_325">325</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Tuttiett, L., <a href="#hymn_166">166</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Wallin, J. O., <a href="#hymn_434">434</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Walther, B., <a href="#hymn_460">460</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Walther, J., <a href="#hymn_134">134</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Watts, Isaac, <a href="#hymn_39">39</a>, <a href="#hymn_53">53</a>, <a href="#hymn_61">61</a>, <a href="#hymn_70">70</a>, <a href="#hymn_73">73</a>, <a href="#hymn_76">76</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_77">77</a>, <a href="#hymn_78">78</a>, <a href="#hymn_79">79</a>, <a href="#hymn_102">102</a>, <a href="#hymn_112">112</a>, <a href="#hymn_114">114</a>, <a href="#hymn_129">129</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_158">158</a>, <a href="#hymn_172">172</a>, <a href="#hymn_204">204</a>, <a href="#hymn_214">214</a>, <a href="#hymn_244">244</a>, <a href="#hymn_255">255</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_267">267</a>, <a href="#hymn_293">293</a>, <a href="#hymn_309">309</a>, <a href="#hymn_313">313</a>, <a href="#hymn_319">319</a>, <a href="#hymn_341">341</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_342">342</a>, <a href="#hymn_368">368</a>, <a href="#hymn_374">374</a>, <a href="#hymn_378">378</a>, <a href="#hymn_419">419</a>, <a href="#hymn_439">439</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_440">440</a>, <a href="#hymn_452">452</a>, <a href="#hymn_458">458</a>, <a href="#hymn_469">469</a>, <a href="#hymn_483">483</a>, <a href="#hymn_490">490</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_534">534</a>, <a href="#hymn_542">542</a>, <a href="#hymn_560">560</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wegelin, J., <a href="#hymn_236">236</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Weingaertner, S., <a href="#hymn_508">508</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Weiss, M., <a href="#hymn_538">538</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Weissel, G., <a href="#hymn_138">138</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Werner, G., <a href="#hymn_217">217</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wesley, Charles, <a href="#hymn_25">25</a>, <a href="#hymn_48">48</a>, <a href="#hymn_58">58</a>, <a href="#hymn_100">100</a>, <a href="#hymn_107">107</a>, <a href="#hymn_108">108</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_154">154</a>, <a href="#hymn_219">219</a>, <a href="#hymn_221">221</a>, <a href="#hymn_232">232</a>, <a href="#hymn_240">240</a>, <a href="#hymn_243">243</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_245">245</a>, <a href="#hymn_262">262</a>, <a href="#hymn_270">270</a>, <a href="#hymn_332">332</a>, <a href="#hymn_338">338</a>, <a href="#hymn_373">373</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_380">380</a>, <a href="#hymn_463">463</a>, <a href="#hymn_487">487</a>, <a href="#hymn_491">491</a>, <a href="#hymn_504">504</a>, <a href="#hymn_521">521</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_531">531</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wesley, John, <a href="#hymn_84">84</a> (tr.), <a href="#hymn_326">326</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wesley, Samuel, Sr., <a href="#hymn_211">211</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Whately, Richard, <a href="#hymn_44">44</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">White, H. K., <a href="#hymn_500">500</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wiesenmeyer, B., <a href="#hymn_24">24</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">William, Duke of Saxe-Weimar, <a href="#hymn_1">1</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Williams, Peter, <a href="#hymn_340">340</a> (tr.).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Williams, Wm., <a href="#hymn_340">340</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Winkworth, Catherine, <a href="#hymn_3">3</a>, <a href="#hymn_5">5</a>, <a href="#hymn_38">38</a>, <a href="#hymn_59">59</a>, <a href="#hymn_64">64</a>, <a href="#hymn_67">67</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_82">82</a>, <a href="#hymn_103">103</a>, <a href="#hymn_109">109</a>, <a href="#hymn_130">130</a>, <a href="#hymn_138">138</a>, <a href="#hymn_143">143</a>, <a href="#hymn_146">146</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_152">152</a>, <a href="#hymn_153">153</a>, <a href="#hymn_156">156</a>, <a href="#hymn_161">161</a>, <a href="#hymn_171">171</a>, <a href="#hymn_173">173</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_190">190</a>, <a href="#hymn_197">197</a>, <a href="#hymn_198">198</a>, <a href="#hymn_203">203</a>, <a href="#hymn_217">217</a>, <a href="#hymn_220">220</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_225">225</a>, <a href="#hymn_228">228</a>, <a href="#hymn_236">236</a>, <a href="#hymn_261">261</a>, <a href="#hymn_276">276</a>, <a href="#hymn_279">279</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_280">280</a>, <a href="#hymn_284">284</a>, <a href="#hymn_348">348</a>, <a href="#hymn_349">349</a>, <a href="#hymn_363">363</a>, <a href="#hymn_365">365</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_372">372</a>, <a href="#hymn_400">400</a>, <a href="#hymn_402">402</a>, <a href="#hymn_405">405</a>, <a href="#hymn_413">413</a>, <a href="#hymn_416">416</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_421">421</a>, <a href="#hymn_432">432</a>, <a href="#hymn_435">435</a>, <a href="#hymn_445">445</a>, <a href="#hymn_467">467</a>, <a href="#hymn_475">475</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_481">481</a>, <a href="#hymn_495">495</a>, <a href="#hymn_498">498</a>, <a href="#hymn_505">505</a>, <a href="#hymn_507">507</a>, <a href="#hymn_508">508</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_511">511</a>, <a href="#hymn_515">515</a>, <a href="#hymn_516">516</a>, <a href="#hymn_527">527</a>, <a href="#hymn_528">528</a>, <a href="#hymn_530">530</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_532">532</a>, <a href="#hymn_537">537</a>, <a href="#hymn_538">538</a>, <a href="#hymn_539">539</a>, <a href="#hymn_543">543</a>, <a href="#hymn_544">544</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_545">545</a>, <a href="#hymn_559">559</a>, <a href="#hymn_566">566</a> (all translations).</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wood, Basil, <a href="#hymn_182">182</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wordsworth, C., <a href="#hymn_184">184</a>, <a href="#hymn_231">231</a>, <a href="#hymn_290">290</a>, <a href="#hymn_357">357</a>, <a href="#hymn_410">410</a>,
+    <a href="#hymn_492">492</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wortman, D., <a href="#hymn_486">486</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Wreford, J. R., <a href="#hymn_302">302</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="ifrst">Zihn, J. F., <a href="#hymn_513">513</a>.</li>
+
+<li class="indx">Zinzendorf, Count Ludwig von, <a href="#hymn_326">326</a>, <a href="#hymn_331">331</a>.</li>
+</ul>
+
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