429. T. 147. JEHOVAH! holy Lamb, Christ, who our hearts hast fired With love, by thee inspired, We praise thy saving name. Thou givist us crowns of glory, Which are not transitory, Thou, who our flesh and blood Assumedst, Lamb of God, 2 Thou art the lovliest, Our only joy and treasure, Our heart's delight and pleasure, As long as love shall last: And love shall ever flourish, Tho' all things else must perish, As God himself exprest. Thou art the lovliest!

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3 How fast can love-cords bind!
Thou by thy love hast bound us,
E'er since thy mercy found us,
Thou Shepherd, ever kind!
O let us taste thy favor,
And thy rich bounty savor,
We're closely to thee join'd,
How fast can love-cords bind!
4 O boundless love and grace!
When we shall sing Christ's praises
Above in heav'nly places,

Our voice we'll higher raise
As Shepherd he will feed us,
Support, protect, and lead us,
Till we shall see his face,
O boundless love and grace!
5 The elder's holy choir,
Who are in the Lamb's presence,
And pay him their obeisance,

Cast down their crowns' attire :
We join their adoration,
And praise him with prostration,
'Fore him we humbly fall,
He is our All in all.

6 Thanks, wisdom, majesty,
His ransom'd congregation
Brings to him for salvation,
And for love's unity.
The Lamb who did deliver
Our souls, be prais'd for ever;
Blessing and honor be
To him eternally.

JESUS, grant me to inherit,
Strengthen'd by thy aiding grace,
Thro' the guidance of thy Spirit,
All the fruits of righteousness.
Grant me true humility,
Faith and zeal to live for thee;
To mankind O make me gracious,
To my friends and foes propitious.
2 Give me grace in all conditions
Firmly to adhere to thee;
And, 'midst all the exhibitions

Of thy boundless love to me,
To let my poor neighbors share
In my plenty, and my pray'r;
By thy love to me imparted
Make me always tender-hearted.

433.* T. 230.

JESUS, Lord most great and glorious,
Reward and Crown of the victorious,
Restorer of lost Paradise:
We appear with supplication,
Before thee, God of our salvation,
And send to thee our fervent cries:
O Lord, our Righteousness!
'Tis thy delight to bless,
We desire it;

Come then, for we-belong to thee,
And bless us inexpressibly.

2 O thou Well-spring of salvation!
We thee intreat, to form and fashion
Us all according to thy mind.
We, by nature spoil'd and marred,
Were from that happy life debarred,
Which in thy fellowship we find :
By thy almighty pow'r
Support us evermore,
Thou life's Fountain !
Without thy aid-we can't proceed,
Be thou our help in time of need.
3 Blessed are the poor in spirit,
They shall the realm of heav'n inherit,
Free grace is theirs, and endless bliss;
While all those who place reliance
On their own works, and bid defiance
To
will of salvation miss.
grace,
may we all of thee
Learn true humility,
Lowly Jesus,

May we despise-all earthly joys,
For thee, the Pearl of greatest price.
4 They that mourn, blest is their station,
They find abundant consolation,

Since Jesus first that path did tread;
He prevailed while he suffer'd,
And now to us that cup is offer'd,

By which himself was perfected.
We can in no respect
Here constant joy expect,
Here is weeping;

At the Lamb's feast-is perfect rest,
Here, is a vale of tears at best.
5 Blessed are the meek in spirit,
They shall,saith Christ, the earth inherit;
Their life is hid with him while here;
S

Yet they, by their conversation,
Afford a striking demonstration,

That they in Christ true riches share:
And as the Lamb of God
The greatest meekness show'd,
His disciples

His path pursue,-and as 'tis due
Show in their conduct meekness too.
6 Blessed, who without cessation
Hunger and thirst for that salvation.

Which flows from Christ's pure rightThey are fill'd and satisfied, [eousness; With richest dainties are supplied,

Who long and pant for saving grace.
Christ's body and his blood
Prove their life-giving food,
Thereby nourish'd,

From year to year-they thrive,and bear
Fruits that to him well-pleasing are.
7 All the merciful are blessed,
For they, when in their turn distressed,
Shall mercy find most certainly.
Water to the poor afforded
Is as an act of love recorded,
And is rewarded gen'rously.
Who to the indigent
Doth prove beneficent,
He is blessed;

But wo to them-who scorn the same,
For God remembers not their name.
8. All the pure in heart are blessed,
Of joys unspeakable possessed,

They shall behold their God in peace.
They who faithful have remained
To-Jesus, and preserv'd unstained
The garment of his righteousness,
Shall once
obtain the grace,
To see him face to face :
I intreat thee,

Impart to me-that purity,
Dear Jesus, which I trace in thee.
9 They are objects of God's favor,
Who always faithfully endeavor,

Peace 'mongst their neighbors to
maintain;

As his children them he owneth,
He with success their labor crowneth,
Such souls the choicest blessings gain.

Love is the character

Of each true follower
Of our Saviour;

May he thro' grace—make us always
Intent upon promoting peace.
10 Blest are they who suffer gladly
For doing good and living godly,

Who Jesus for their pattern take:
Yea, who bear their cross with meekness,
Suff'ring with patience, 'midst all weak-
And earthly joys for him forsake;[ness
For Jesus' help and love
Their consolation prove ;
They who freely

For him will bear-reproach, while here,
At last shall in his glory share.
11 Blest are they who are despised,
In scornful manner stigmatized,

And for their Saviour's sake defam'd; As the bride deems it an honor

Totake the bridegroom's name upon her,
Should we of Jesus be asham'd?
Far, far be this from us,
Welcome reproach and cross;
We are Christians,

Who follow thee,-Lord, cheerfully,
Thro' honor, and thro' infamy.

12 Gracious Lord, who by thy passion And death hast gained our salvation,

O may we all thy name confess:
May we be by faith united
To thee, who hast us all invited
To share eternal happiness.
Constrain us by thy love,
In all we do to prove
Faithful foll'wers,

Dear Lord, of thee;-and grant that we
May ever love thee ardently.

O TELL me no more
Of this world's vain store ;—The time

for such trifles with me now is o'er. 2 A country I've found,

Where true joys abound;-To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground. 3 The souls that believe, In Paradise live:-And me in that number will Jesus receive.

4 My soul, don't delay,

He calls thee away!-Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day. 5 No mortal doth know

What he can bestow,-What light, strength&comfort; Go,follow him,go! 6 Perhaps, with the aim To honor his

name,-I may

service, poor dust tho' I am.

7 Yet this is confest,

do some

I count it most blest,-As at the beginning, in him to find rest.

8 And when I'm to die,

"Receive me," I'll cry," For life everlasting thou for me didst buy." 9 So closely in mind

To Jesus I'm join'd,-He'll not live in glory and leave me behind. 10 Lo, this is the race

I'm running thro' grace,-Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face.

436.* T. 26.

LORD Jesus, 'tis with us thy aim, That soul and body should be thine, O take our hearts, and us incline To be devoted to thy name.

2 We in ev'ry nation

Will boldly confess him,
Make known his salvation,

Yea serve him and bless him,
And him adore-for evermore.
3 Our Lord contradiction
Of sinners endured;
Him, 'midst all affliction,

We follow, assured

That we at last with him shall rest,

443.* T. 16.

CROSS, reproach and tribulation,
Ye to me are welcome guests,
When I have this consolation,
That my soul in Jesus rests.
2 The reproach of Christ is glorious,

Those who here his burden bear
In the end shall prove victorious,
And eternal glory share.

3 Christ, our ever-blessed Saviour,
Bore for us reproach and shame,
Now as conqu'ror lives for ever,
And we conquer in his name.
4 Bear then the reproach of Jesus,
Ye who live a life of faith;
Sing ye joyful songs and praises,
Ev'n in martyrdom and death.

5 Bonds, and stripes, and tribulation,
Are our honorable crowns;
Shame is our glorification,

Gloomy dungeons are as thrones,

444. T. 22.

JESUS, and shall it ever be,
A sinful worm asham'd of thee?
Forbid it Lord! thee I confess,
Before both friends and enemies.
2 Asham'd of Jesus! of my God,
Who purchas'd me with his own blood!
Of him who to retrieve my loss,
Despis'd the shame, endur'd the cross!
3 Asham'd of Jesus! of that Friend
On whom my heav'nly hopes depend!
It must not be-be this
my shame,
That I not more revere his name !

446.* T. 58.

To follow Jesus, is his people's aim, Where'er they go, thro' honor or thro' shame,

They themselves thrice happy esteem, if favor'd

In his reproach to share, which is still savor'd With inward joy.

447.* T. 164.

HOW great at last my joy will be,
IfI have faithful proved
To Christ, and 'midst adversity
Till my last breath him loved.
They who reproach here bear,
In heav'n a crown shall wear;
Who follow Christ are truly blest,
For they with him shall ever rest.

448. T. 159.

WE covenant with hand and heart,
To follow Christ our Lord;
With world, and sin, and self to part,
And to obey his word:
To love each other heartily,
In truth and in sincerity,

And under cross, reproach and shame,
To glorify his name,