Believers Hymn Book Online (2023)

1Abba, Father! we approach Thee

Deerhurst Lux Eoi Abbot's Leigh

New BHB #12

8.7.8.7.D.Abba, Father! we approach TheeIn our Saviour's precious name;We, Thy children, here assembling,Access to Thy presence claim;From our sin His blood hath washed us:'Tis through Him our souls draw near,And Thy Spirit, too, hath taught us,Abba, Father! name so dear.Once as prodigals we wanderedIn our folly, far from Thee;But Thy grace, o'er sin abounding,Rescued us from misery:Thou Thy prodigals hast pardoned,Loved us with a Father's love;Welcomed us with joy o'erflowing,E'en to dwell with Thee above.Clothed in garments of salvation,At Thy table is our place;We rejoice, and Thou rejoicest,In the riches of Thy grace:It is meet, we hear Thee saying,We should merry be and glad;I have found My once lost children,Now they live who once were dead.Abba, Father! all adore Thee,All rejoice in heaven above;While in us they learn the wondersOf Thy wisdom, power and love;Soon, before Thy throne assembled,All Thy children shall proclaim,Glory, everlasting glory,Be to God and to the Lamb.
OPTIONAL: Verse 1 of Hymn #2Abba, Father! we adore Thee,Humbly now our homage pay:'Tis Thy children's bliss to know Thee,Welcomed through the living way:This high honour we inherit,Thy free gift through Jesus' blood;God the Spirit, with our spirit,Witnesseth we're sons of God.2Abba, Father! we adore Thee

Deehurst Lux Eoi Abbot's Leigh

New BHB #11

8.7.8.7.D.Abba, Father! we adore Thee,Humbly now our homage pay:'Tis Thy children's bliss to know Thee,Welcomed through the living way:This high honour we inherit,Thy free gift through Jesus' blood;God the Spirit, with our spirit,Witnesseth we're sons of God.Thine own purpose gave us being,When, in Christ, in that vast planThou in Christ didst choose Thy peopleE'en before the world began:O what love the Father bore us!O how precious in Thy sight!When Thou gav'st Thy Church to Jesus,Jesus, Son of Thy delight.Though our nature's fall in AdamShut us wholly out from God,Thine eternal counsel brought usNearer still, through Jesus' blood;For in Him we found redemption,Grace and glory in Thy Son;Oh, the height and depth of mercy!Christ and His redeemed are one.Hence, through all the changing seasons,Trouble, sickness, sorrow, woe,Nothing changeth God's affections,Love divine shall bring us through;Soon shall all Thy blood-bought childrenRound the throne their anthems raise,And, in songs of rich salvation,Shout to God's eternal praise.3A mind at perfect peace with God

Richmond

New BHB #5

C.M.A mind at perfect peace with God,Oh! what a word is this!A sinner reconciled through blood;This! this indeed is peace.By nature and by practice far,How very far from God!Yet now by grace brought nigh to Him.Through faith in Jesus' blood.So near, so very near to God,I cannot nearer be;For in the person of His SonI am as near as He.So dear, so very dear to God,More dear I cannot be;The love wherewith He loves the Son.Such is His love to me.Why should I ever careful beSince such a God is mine?He watches o'er me night and day,And tells me “Mine is thine.”4Around Thy table, Holy Lord

Moravia

New BHB #31

C.M.Around Thy table, Holy Lord,In fellowship we meet,Obedient to Thy gracious Word,This feast of love to eat.Here every one that loves Thy nameOur willing hearts embrace;Our source of life and hope the same,All debtors to Thy grace.Commune with each at this blest hour,Thy peace, Thy joy impart;Thy thoughts of love, of truth, of power,Impress upon each heart.5According to Thy gracious Word

St. Agnes, Durham

New BHB #14

C.M.According to Thy gracious Word,In meek humilityThis would I do, O Christ my Lord,I would remember Thee.Thy body, broken for my sake.My bread from heaven shall be;Thy testamental cup I take,And thus remember Thee.Gethsemane can I forget?Or there Thy conflict see,Thine agony and blood-like sweat,And not remember Thee?When to the Cross I turn mine eyesAnd rest on Calvary,O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,I must remember Thee.Remember Thee, and all Thy pains,And all Thy love to me;Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,Would I remember Thee.And when, O Lord, Thou com'st againAnd I Thy glory see,For ever, as the Lamb once slain,I will remember Thee.6Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?

Eden Sacra

New BHB #15

C.M.Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?And did my Sovereign die?Would He devote that sacred headFor such a worm as I?Was it for crimes that I have doneHe groaned upon the tree?Amazing pity! Grace unknown!And love beyond degree.Well might the sun in darkness hideAnd shut his glories in,When the incarnate Maker diedFor man, His creature's sin.Thus might I hide my blushing face,While His dear Cross appears;Dissolve my heart in thankfullness,And melt my eyes to tears.

At the Cross! at the Cross! where I first saw the light,And the burden of my heart rolled away.It was there by faith I received my sight,And now I am happy all the day.

7A Debtor to mercy alone

Whitchurch

New BHB #1

8.8.8.8.D.A Debtor to mercy alone,Of covenant mercy I sing,Nor fear, with God's righteousness on,My person and offerings to bring.The terrors of law and of GodWith me can have nothing to do;My Saviour's obedience and bloodHide all my transgressions from view.The work which His goodness beganThe arm of His strength will complete;His promise is Yea and Amen,And never was forfeited yet.Things future, nor things that are now,Not all things below or above,Can make Him His purpose forego,Or sever my soul from His love.My name from the palms of His handsEternity will not erase;Imprest on His heart, it remainsIn marks of indelible grace.Yes! I to the end shall endure,As sure as the earnest is given;More happy, but not more secure,The souls of the blessed in heaven.8All that I was—my sin, my guilt

Evan

New BHB #18

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.The darkness of my former state,The bondage, all was mine;The light of life in which I walk,The liberty is Thine.Thy grace first made me feel my sin,And taught me to believe;Then, in believing, peace I found,And now in Christ I live.All that I am e'en here on earth,All that I hope to be,When Jesus comes and glory dawns,I owe, my God, to Thee9A Rock that stands for ever

St. Theodulph

New BHB #8

7.6.7.6.D.A Rock that stands for everIs Christ my righteousness,And there I stand unfearingIn everlasting bliss;No earthly thing is needfulTo this my life from heaven,And nought of love is worthySave that which Christ has given.There is no condemnation,There is no hell for me,The torment and the fireMine eyes shall never see;For me there is no sentence,For me death has no sting,Because the Lord who loves meShall shield me with his wing.No angel and no devil,No throne, nor power, nor might:No love, no tribulation,No danger, fear, nor fight,No height, no depth, no creatureThat has been, or can be,Can drive me from Thy bosomCan sever me from Thee.My soul with joy upleapeth,Grief cannot linger there,She singeth high in gloryAmid the sunshine fair;The Sun that shines upon meIs Jesus and His love;The fountain of my singingIs deep in heaven above.10Awake, my soul, in joyful lays

Newcastleton

New BHB #39

L.M.Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,And sing thy great Redeemer's praise;He justly claims a song from thee;His loving-kindness—O how free!He saw me ruined in the fallYet loved me notwithstanding all;He saved me from my lost estate;His loving-kindness—O how great!When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,Has gathered thick and thundered loud,He near my soul has ever stood;His loving-kindness—O how good!Soon shall we mount and soar awayTo the bright realms of endless day,And sing, with rapture and surprise,His loving-kindness, in the skies.11A Pilgrim through this lonely world

Lynton

New BHB #7

C.M.A Pilgrim through this lonely worldThe blessed Saviour passed;A mourner all His life was He,A dying Lamb at last.That tender heart that felt for all,For all its life-blood gave;It found on earth no resting-place,Save only in the grave.Such was our Lord, and shall we fearThe cross with all its scorn?Or love a faithless, evil world,That wreathed His brow with thorn?Dead to the world with Him who diedTo win our hearts, our love,We, risen with our risen Head,In spirit dwell above.By faith His boundless glories thereOur wond'ring eyes behold;The glories which eternal yearsShall never all unfold.12As sinners saved we gladly praise

Duke Street

New BHB #35

L.M.As sinners saved we gladly praiseThe Author of redeeming grace;Father, 'tis Thine almighty powerSecures us when the tempests lower.Thy love's a refuge ever nigh,Thy watchfulness a mountain high,Thy name a rock which winds aboveAnd waves below can never move.Thy faithfulness, for ever sure,Through endless ages shall endure;Thy perfect work shall ever proveThe depth of Thine unceasing love.While all things change, Thou changest not,Forgetting ne'er, though oft forgot;Thy love, immutably the same,Displays the glory of Thy name.Lord, we would then rejoice and praiseThe Source of all this wondrous grace;Father, Thine everlasting powerWill keep us safe in danger's hour.13Around Thy grave, Lord Jesus

Missionary

New BHB #30

7.6.7.6.D.Around Thy grave, Lord Jesus,Thine empty grave, we stand,With hearts all full of praisesTo keep Thy blest command:By faith, our soul's rejoicing,To trace Thy path of love Through death's dark, angry billowsUp to the throne above.Lord Jesus, we rememberThe travail of Thy soul,When, in Thy love's deep pity,The waves did o'er Thee roll;Baptized in death's cold waters,For us Thy blood was shed:For us Thou, Lord of Glory,Wast numbered with the dead.Oh, Lord, Thou now art risen,Thy travail all is o'er!For sin Thou once hast suffered,Thou liv'st to die no more;Sin, death, and hell are vanquishedBy Thee, the Church's Head;And lo! We share Thy triumphs,Thou First-born from the dead.Into Thy death baptizedWe own with Thee we died;With Thee, our life, we're risen,And in Thee glorified:From sin, the world, and Satan,We're ransomed by Thy blood,And now would walk as strangers,Alive with Thee to God.14A little while! Our Lord shall come.

Giessen

New BHB #3

8.8.8.8.8.8.A little while! Our Lord shall come.And we shall wander here no more;He'll take us to our Father's home,Where He for us has gone before,To dwell with Him, to see His face,And sing the glories of His grace.A little while! He'll come again:Let us the precious hours redeem;Our only grief to give Him pain,Our joy to serve and follow Him:Watching and ready may we be,As those who long their Lord to see.A little while! 'Twill soon be past:Why should we shun the shame and cross?O let us in His footsteps haste,Counting for Him all else but loss;Oh, how will recompense His smileThe suffering of this little while!A little while! Come, Saviour, come!For Thee Thy Bride has waited long:Oh, take Thy wearied pilgrims homeTo sing the new, eternal song,To see Thy glory, and to beIn everything conformed to Thee.15Before the throne of God above

Mainzer

New BHB #43

L.M.Before the throne of God aboveI have a strong, a perfect plea,A great High Priest, whose name is Love,Who ever lives and pleads for me.When Satan tempts me to despair,Telling of evil yet within,Upward I look, and see Him thereWho made an end of all my sin.Because the sinless Saviour diedMy sinful soul is counted free;For God, the Just, is satisfiedTo look on Him and pardon me.Behold him there! the once slain Lamb!My perfect, spotless Righteousness,The great unchangeable I AM,The King of glory and of grace.One with Himself, I cannot die;My soul is purchased by His blood;My life is hid with Christ on high,With Christ, my Saviour and my God.16Behold! a spotless Victim dies

Eden

New BHB #45

C.M.Behold! a spotless Victim dies,My surety on the tree;The Lamb of God, the Sacrifice,He gave Himself for me.Whatever curse was mine He bore;The wormwood and the gall,There, in that lone mysterious hour,My cup—He drained it all.Lord Jesus! Thou, and none beside,Its bitterness could know,Nor other tell Thy joy's full tideThat from that cup shall flow.Thine is the joy, but yet 'tis mine.'Tis ours as one with Thee;My joy flows from that grief of Thine;Thy death brings life to me!And while the ages roll along,This shall my glory be;And this the new and endless song,Thy love to us—to me.

[optional chorus]Alone, alone, He bore it all alone,He gave Himself to save his ownHe suffered bled and diedAlone, alone.

17Behold the Lamb with glory crowned!

St. Magnus

New BHB #48

C.M.Behold the Lamb with glory crowned!To Him all power is given;No place too high for Him is found,No place too high in heaven.He fills the throne—the throne above,He fills it without wrong;The object of His Father's love,The theme of angels' song.Though high, yet He accepts the praiseHis people offer here;The faintest, feeblest lay they raiseWill reach the Saviour's ear.This song be ours, and this alone,That celebrates the NameOf Him that sits upon the throne,And that exalts the Lamb.To Him whom men despise and slight,To Him be glory given;The crown is His, and His by rightThe highest place in heaven.18Behold the throne of grace!

St. Michael

New BHB #50

S.M.Behold the throne of grace!The promise calls us nearTo seek our God and Father's face.Who loves to answer prayer.That rich atoning blood,Which sprinkled round we see,Provides for all who come to GodAn all-prevailing plea.Beyond our utmost wantsHis love and power can bless;To praying souls He always grantsMore than they can express.Since 'tis the Lord's command,Our mouth we'll open wide:Lord, open Thou Thy bounteous handThat we may be supplied.19Blessed Lord, our souls are longing

Regents Square

New BHB #61

8.7.8.7.4.7.Blessed Lord, our souls are longingThee, our risen Head, to see;And the cloudless morning's dawning,When Thy saints shall gathered beGrace and glory,All our well-springs are in Thee.All the sorrow we are tastingIs but as the dream of night:To the day of God we're hasting,Looking for it with delight;Thou art coming,This will satisfy our sight.True, the silent grave is keepingMany a seed in weakness sown:But the saints, in Thee now sleeping,Raised in power shall share Thy throne,Resurrection!Lord of Glory! 'Tis Thine own.As we sing, our hearts grow lighter;We are children of the day;Sorrow makes our hope the brighter;Faith regards not the delay;Sure the promise!We shall meet Thee on the way.20Brethren, let us join to bless

Innocents

New BHB #66

7.7.7.7.Brethren, let us join to blessJesus Christ our joy and peace;Him, who bowed His head so lowUnderneath our load of woe.His the curse, the wounds, the gall,His the stripes—He bore them all;His the dying cry of painWhen our sins He did sustain.He, the accepted Sacrifice,From the vanquished grave did rise;Free Himself, He set us freeIn His perfect liberty.Ransomed now, accepted, free,Safe from judgment, Lord, in Thee.We rejoice that God can blessAll who do Thy name confess.Praise our God who willed it thus;Praise the Lamb who died for us;Praise the Father, through the Son,Who so vast a work hath done.21Buried in the grave of Jesus

Gotha (Albert)

8.7.8.7.Buried in the grave of Jesus,We believe what God has said;Faith, His judgment acquiescing,Reckons now that we are dead.Death and judgment are behind us,Grace and glory are before;All the billows rolled o'er Jesus,There exhausted all their power.First-fruits of the resurrection,He is risen from the tomb;Now we stand in new creation,Free, because beyond our doom.Jesus died, and we died with Him,Buried in His grave we lie,One with Christ in resurrection,Seated now in Him on high.We await the full redemptionWhen the Risen One shall come;And our mortal body changed,Shall be fashioned like His own.Lord, we share in Thy rejection,Thy reproach, O may we love;Here we stand in Thine acceptanceIn the Father's sight above.22Bright, bright home! Beyond the skies

Celandine

7.9.8.9.3.Bright, bright home! Beyond the skies,Where Jesus is enthroned in glory;Thy beauty gleams before mine eyes,Thy portals glisten now before me,Bright, bright home.Dark, dark world! I would not stayAmid thy painted scenes of splendour;I hasten toward the golden day,Thy tinsel treasure I surrender,Dark, dark world.Sweet, sweet dawn! So fair and near. Before the eastern skies are glowing;I see the morning star appear,The mountain-tops like silver showingSweet, sweet dawn.Come, Lord, come! We wait for Thee,We listen still for Thy returning;Thy loveliness we long to see,For Thee the lamp of hope is burning,Come, Lord, come!23Beneath the Cross of Jesus

Refuge

New BHB #53

7.6.7.6.D.Beneath the Cross of JesusI fain would take my stand,The shadow of a mighty RockWithin a weary land;A home within the wilderness,A rest upon the wayFrom the burning of the noontide heatAnd the burden of the day.O safe and happy shelter!O refuge tried and sweet!O trysting-place, where Heaven's loveAnd Heaven's justice meet!As to the pilgrim patriarchThat wondrous dream was given,So seems my Saviour's Cross to meA ladder up to heaven.Upon the Cross of Jesus,Mine eye at times can seeThe very dying form of OneWho suffered there for me;And from my smitten heart with tearsTwo wonders I confess,The wonder of His glorious love,And my own worthlessness.I take the Cross of JesusFor my abiding place;I ask no other sunshine thanThe sunshine of His face;Content to let the world go by,To know no gain nor loss:My sinful self my only shame,My glory all the Cross.24Blessed be God, our God!

Hereford New

New BHB #56

6.10.10.6.Blessed be God, our God!Who gave for us His well-beloved Son,The gift of gifts, all other gifts in one;Blessed be God, our God!What will He not bestow?Who freely gave this mighty gift, unbought,Unmerited, unheeded, and unsought;What will He not bestow?He spared not His Son!'Tis this that silences each rising fear,'Tis this that bids the hard thought disappear;He spared not His Son!Who shall condemn us now?Since Christ has died, and risen, and gone aboveFor us to plead at the right hand of Love;Who shall condemn us now?'Tis God that justifies!Who shall recall His pardon or His grace?Or who the broken chain of guilt replace?'Tis God that justifies!The victory is ours!For us in might came forth the Mighty One,For us He fought the fight, the triumph won;The victory is ours!25Blest be the dear uniting love

Dublin

C.M.Blest be the dear uniting loveThat will not let us part;Our bodies may far off remove,But we are joined in heart.Joined in one Spirit to our Head,We wait His will to know,That we in all His steps may tread,And do His work below.O may we ever walk in Him,And nothing know beside!Nothing desire, nor ought esteem,But Jesus crucified.To Him still closer let us cleave,And all His ways embrace;Expect His fullness to receive,And grace to answer grace.26Behold, what love, what boundless love

Behold what Love

New BHB #51

P.M.Behold, what love, what boundless loveThe Father hath bestowedOn sinners lost, that we should beNow called the sons of God.cBehold . . . what manner of love . . . whatmanner of love the Father hath bestowed uponus, that we . . . . that we should be called . . .should be called the sons of God.No longer far from Him, but nowBy precious blood made nigh;Accepted in the Well-belovedNear to God's heart we lie.cBehold . . . what manner of love . . . whatmanner of love the Father hath bestowed uponus, that we . . . . that we should be called . . .should be called the sons of God.What we in glory soon shall beIt doth not yet appear;But when our precious Lord we see.We shall His image bear.cBehold . . . what manner of love . . . whatmanner of love the Father hath bestowed uponus, that we . . . . that we should be called . . .should be called the sons of God.With such a blessed hope in viewWe would more holy be,More like our risen, glorious Lord.Whose face we soon shall see.cBehold . . . what manner of love . . . whatmanner of love the Father hath bestowed uponus, that we . . . . that we should be called . . .should be called the sons of God.27Be gone, unbelief! my Saviour is near.

Hanover

10.10.11.11.Be gone, unbelief! my Saviour is near.And for my relief will surely appear;By prayer let me wrestle, and He will perform;With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.Though dark be my way, since He is my guide,'Tis mine to obey, 'tis His to provide:Though cisterns be broken and creatures all fail,The word He hath spoken will surely prevail.His love in time past forbids me to thinkHe'll leave me at last in trouble to sink:Each sweet Ebenezer I have in reviewConfirms His good pleasure to help me quite through.Why should I complain of want or distress,Temptation or pain? He told me no less:The heirs of salvation, I know from His Word,Through much tribulation must follow their Lord.How bitter that cup no heart can conceive,Which Jesus drank up that sinners might live!His way was much rougher and darker than mine:Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine?Since all that I meet shall work for my good.The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food;Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long,And then, oh, how pleasant the conqueror's song!28Blessed hope that in Jesus is given

Blessed Hope

P.M.Blessed hope that in Jesus is givenIn our sorrow to cheer and sustain,That soon with our Saviour in heavenWe shall meet with our loved ones again.cBlessed hope!...Blessed hope!...We shall meet with our loved ones again.Blessed hope in the Word God has spoken,All our peace by that Word we obtain;And as sure as God's Word was ne'er brokenWe shall meet with our loved ones again.cBlessed hope!...Blessed hope!...We shall meet with our loved ones again.Blessed hope! how it shines in our sorrowLike the star over Bethlehem's plain,That it may be, with Him, ere the morrowWe shall meet with our loved ones again.cBlessed hope!...Blessed hope!...We shall meet with our loved ones again.Blessed hope! the bright star of the morningThat shall herald His coming to reign;O the glory that waits its fair dawningWhen we meet with our loved ones again.cBlessed hope!...Blessed hope!...We shall meet with our loved ones again.29Bride of the Lamb, there is for thee

Emmanuel

New BHB #67

C.M.Bride of the Lamb, there is for theeOne only safe retreat;Where Jesus is thy heart should be, Thy home at His dear feet.When Satan tracks thy lonely way.There his temptations meet;In Jesus' presence watch and pray,Yea, conquer at His feet.Since thou hast much to learn, e'en thoughThou art in Christ complete,In grace and knowledge seek to growBy sitting at His feet.Through tribulation hasten on,With Christ the cross is sweet;The little while will soon be gone,Keep only at His feet.Bride of the Lamb, forget the past,Prepare the Lord to greet;'Tis thine to share His throne, and castThy wreath before His feet.30Behold! Behold the Lamb of God

Calvary

New BHB #46

P.M.Behold! Behold the Lamb of GodOn the Cross! On the Cross!For us He shed His precious bloodOn the Cross. On the Cross.O hear His all-important cry,Eli, lama sabachthani?Draw near and see the Saviour dieOn the Cross! On the Cross!Behold His arms extended wideOn the Cross! On the Cross!Behold His bleeding hands and sideOn the Cross! On the Cross!The sun withholds its rays of light,The heav'ns are clothed in shades of night,While Jesus wins the glorious fightOn the Cross! On the Cross!By faith we see Him lifted upOn the Cross. On the Cross.He drinks for us the bitter cupOn the Cross. On the Cross.The rocks do rend, the mountains quake.While Jesus doth atonement make,While Jesus suffers for our sakeOn the Cross. On the Cross.And now the mighty deed is doneOn the Cross! On the Cross!The battle fought, the vict'ry wonOn the Cross! On the Cross!To heav'n He turns His languid eyes,'Tis finished now, the Conqueror cries,Then bows His sacred head and diesOn the Cross. On the Cross.31Bright with all His crowns of glory

Regent Square

New BHB #68

8.7.8.7.4.7.Bright with all His crowns of glory,See the Royal Victor's brow;Once for sinners marr'd and gory,See the Lamb exalted now,While before HimAll His ransomed brethren bow.Blessed morning! long expected,Lo! they fill the peopled air,Mourners once, by man rejected,They, with Him, exalted there,Sing His praises,And His throne of glory share.King of kings! let earth adore Him,High on His exalted throne;Fall, ye nations, fall before Him,And His righteous sceptre own;All the gloryBe to Him, and Him alone.32Christ's grave is vacant now

Swabia

New BHB #75

S.M.Christ's grave is vacant now,Left for the throne above;His Cross asserts God's right to blessIn His own boundless love.'Twas there the blood was shed;'Twas there the life was poured;There Mercy gained her diadem,While Justice sheathed her sword.And thence the child of faithSees judgment all gone by,Perceives the sentence fully met:The soul that sins shall die!Learns how that God in loveGave Christ the sins to bearOf all who own His lordship now,That they His place might share;And cries with wondering joy,As He is so am I,Pure, holy, loved as Christ Himself;Who shall my peace destroy?Reach my blest Saviour first;Take Him from God's esteem;Prove Jesus bears one spot of sin;Then tell me I'm unclean!Nay! for He purged my guiltBy His own precious blood,And such its virtue not a stainE'er meets the eye of God.33Christ has done the mighty work;

Nottingham

7.7.7.7.Christ has done the mighty work;Nothing left for us to doBut to enter on His toil,Enter on His triumph too.His the pardon, ours the sin,Great the sin, the pardon great;His the good, and ours the ill;His the love, and ours the hate.His the labour, ours the rest;His the death, and ours the life;Ours the fruits of victory,His the agony and strife.He has sowed the precious seed,Nothing left for us unsown;Ours it is to reap the field,Make the harvest joy our own.34Come, all ye saints of God!

Olivet

New BHB #76

6.6.4.6.6.6.4.Come, all ye saints of God!Publish through earth abroadJesus' great fame:Tell what His love has done;Trust in His name alone;Shout to His lofty throne,Worthy the Lamb.Hence! Gloomy doubts and fears;Dry up your mournful tears;Swell the glad throng:To Christ, the heavenly King,Strike each melodious string,From heart and voice to sing,Worthy's the Lamb.Hark, how the choirs above,Filled with the Saviour's love,Dwell on His name!There, too, shall we be found,With light and glory crowned,While all the heavens resoundWorthy's the Lamb!35Christians, go and tell of Jesus

Tell of Jesus

New BHB #74

P.M.Christians, go and tell of Jesus,How He died to save our souls;How that He, from sin might free us,Suffered agonies untold.cYes, we'll go and tell of Jesus,The pure and holy, meek and lowly Jesus;Yes, we'll go and tell of Jesus,Who died our souls to save.Tell the guilty of their dangerWhile they wander far from God;While they live to Christ a stranger,And reject His precious Word.cYes, we'll go and tell of Jesus,The pure and holy, meek and lowly Jesus;Yes, we'll go and tell of Jesus,Who died our souls to save.Tell them of the joys of heaven,Purchased by the Saviour's blood,How, that they might be forgiven,Jesus left His home above.cYes, we'll go and tell of Jesus,The pure and holy, meek and lowly Jesus;Yes, we'll go and tell of Jesus,Who died our souls to save.Tell them how He hath ascendedTo prepare a home on high,Where all sorrows shall be ended,Where the saved shall never die.cYes, we'll go and tell of Jesus,The pure and holy, meek and lowly Jesus;Yes, we'll go and tell of Jesus,Who died our souls to save.36Cling to the Mighty One

Veronica

6.4.6.4.D.Cling to the Mighty One,Cling in thy grief;Cling to the HOLY One,He gives relief;Cling to the GRACIOUS One,Cling in thy pain;Cling to the FAITHFUL One,He will sustain.Cling to the LIVING One,Cling in thy woe;Cling to the LOVING OneThrough all below;Cling to the PARD'NING One,He speaketh peace;Cling to the HEALING One,Anguish shall cease.Cling to the BLEEDING One,Cling to His side;Cling to the RISEN One,In Him abide;Cling to the COMING One,Hope shall arise;Cling to the REIGNING OneJoys lights thine eyes.37Christ the Lord is risen on high!

Harts

New BHB #73

7.7.7.7.Christ the Lord is risen on high!Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply;He endured the Cross, the grave,Sinners to redeem and save.Love's redeeming work is done,Fought the fight, the battle won!He Himself our ransom paid,Peace with God forever made.Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,Christ has burst the gates of hell;Vain their efforts to enthrall,He has triumphed over all.Christ our Lord is risen indeed,Christ is now the Church's Head;Loud the song of triumph raise,Celebrate the Victor's praise.38Come, let us join our cheerful songs

Emmanuel

New BHB #79

C.M.Come, let us join our cheerful songsAnd thus approach the throne:Had we ten thousand, thousand tongues,Our theme of joy's but one.Worthy the Lamb enthroned on highTo be exalted thus!Worthy the Lamb who died, we cry,For He was slain for us.Jesus is worthy to receiveHonour and power divine:And blessings more than we can giveBe, Lord, forever Thine.Soon shall the saints, exalted high,A glorious anthem raise;And all that dwell beneath the skySpeak forth Thine endless praise.39Come, let us all unite to sing

Better World

New BHB #78

P.M.Come, let us all unite to sing,God is love.Let heaven and earth their praises bring;God is love.Let every soul from sin awake,Each in his heart sweet music make,And sing with us, for Jesus' sake,God is love.O tell to earth's remotest bound,God is love.In Christ we have redemption found:God is love.His blood has washed our sins away,His Spirit turned our night to day;And now we can rejoice to say,God is love.How happy is our portion here!God is love.His promises our spirits cheer;God is love.He is our sun and shield by day,Our help, our hope, our strength, and stay,He will be with us all the way:God is love.In glory we shall sing again,God is love.Yes, this shall be our lofty strain,God is love.Whilst endless ages roll along,In concert with the heavenly throng,This shall be still our sweetest song,God is love.40Come, let us sing the matchless worth

Piety

New BHB #80

8.8.6.8.8.6.Come, let us sing the matchless worth,And sweetly sound the glories forthWhich in the Saviour shine:To God and Christ our praises bring;The song, with which the heavens ring,Now let us gladly join.How rich the precious blood He spilt,Our ransom from the dreadful guiltOf sin against our God.How perfect is His righteousness,In which unspotted beauteous dressHis saints have always stood.Great are the offices He bears,And bright His character appears,Exalted on the throne;In songs of sweet untiring praise,We would, to everlasting days,Make all His glories known.And soon the happy day shall comeWhen we shall reach our destined homeAnd see Him face to face;Then with our Saviour, Master, Friend,The glad eternity we'll spend,And celebrate His grace.41Come, ye that know the Saviour's name

Colchester / Purcel

New BHB #86

C.M.Come, ye that know the Saviour's name,And raise your thoughts above;Let every heart and voice uniteTo sing—that God is love.His Word this precious truth reveals,And all His mercies prove;Creation and redemption joinTo show—that God is love.His patience, bearing much and longWith those who from Him rove,His kindness, while He leads them home,Attest—that God is love!The work begun is carried onBy power from heaven above;And every step, from first to last,Declares—that God is love!O may we all, while here below,His perfect will approve,Till nobler songs, in brighter worldsProclaim—that God is love.42Crowned with thorns upon the tree

Dunstan

New BHB #88

7.7.7.7.Crowned with thorns upon the tree,Silent in Thine agony;Dying, crushed beneath the loadOf the wrath and curse of God.On thy pale and suff'ring brow,Mystery of love and woe;On Thy grief and sore amaze,Saviour, I would fix my gaze!On Thy pierced and bleeding breastThou dost bid the weary rest;Rest there from the world's false ways,Rest there from its vanities.Rest in pardon and reliefFrom the load of guilt and grief;Rest in Thy redeeming blood,Rest in perfect peace with God.Sin-atoning Sacrifice,Thou art precious in mine eyes;Thou alone my rest shall be,Now and through eternity.43Come, Thou Fount of every blessing

Sharon

New BHB #85

8.7.8.7.Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;Streams of mercy, never ceasingCall for songs of loudest praise.Jesus sought me when a strangerWandering from the fold of God;He, to save my soul from danger,Interposed His precious blood.O to grace how great a debtorDaily I'm constrained to be!Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,Bind my wandering heart to Thee.44Crowns of glory ever bright

Thanksgiving

New BHB #89

7.7.7.7.D.Crowns of glory ever brightRest upon the Victor's head;Crowns of glory are His right,His, who liveth, and was dead.Jesus fought and won the day,Such a day was never fought;Well His people now may say,See what God, our God, has wrought.He subdued the powers of hell;In the fight He stood alone;All His foes before Him fell,By His single arm o'erthrown.They have fall'n to rise no more;Final is the foe's defeat;Jesus triumphed by His power,And His triumph is complete.His the fight, the arduous toil,His the honours of the day,His the glory and the spoil,Jesus bears them all away.Now proclaim His deeds afar,Fill the world with His renown;His alone the Victor's car,His the everlasting crown.45Done is the work that saves

St. John's

New BHB #95

6.6.6.6.8.8.Done is the work that saves,Once and for ever done;Finished the righteousnessThat clothes the unrighteous one.The love that blesses us belowIs flowing freely to us now.The sacrifice is o'er,The veil is rent in twain,The mercy-seat is redWith blood of Victim slain.Why stand we then without, in fear?The blood of Christ invites us near.The gate is open wide;The new and living wayIs clear, and free, and brightWith love, and peace, and day.Into the holiest now we come,Our present and our endless home.Enthroned in majestyThe High Priest sits within;His precious blood, once shed,Has made and keeps us clean;With boldness let us now draw near;That blood has banished every fear.Then to the Lamb once slainBe glory, praise, and power,Who died, and lives again,Who liveth evermore;Who loved us, cleansed us by His blood,And made us kings and priests to God.46Father! we, Thy children, bless Thee

Sydney

New BHB #107

8.7.8.7.D.Father! we, Thy children, bless TheeFor Thy love on us bestowed:As our Father we address Thee,Called to be the sons of God.Wondrous was Thy love in givingJesus for our sins to die;Wondrous was His grace in leaving,For our sakes, His home on high.Now the sprinkled blood has freed usOn we go toward our rest;Through the desert Thou dost lead us,With Thy constant favour blest.By Thy truth and Spirit guiding,Earnest He of joys to come,And with daily food providingThou dost lead Thy children home.Though our pilgrimage be drearyThis is not our resting-place;Shall we of the way be wearyWhen we see our Master's face?Now, by faith anticipating,In this hope our souls rejoice;We, His promised advent waiting,Soon shall hear His welcome voice.Father, O how rich the blessingWhen Thy Son returns again!Then Thy saints, their rest possessing,O'er the earth with Him shall reign.For their father's sakes beloved,Israel, in Thy grace restored,Shall on earth, the curse removed,Be the people of the Lord.Then shall countless myriads wearingRobes made white in Jesus' blood,Palms (like rested pilgrims) bearing,Stand around the throne of God.These, redeemed from every nation,Shall in triumph bless Thy name;Every voice shall cry, SalvationTo our God, and to the Lamb.47Faint not, Christian! though the road

New BHB #102

7.7.7.7.Faint not, Christian! though the roadLeading to Thy blest abodeDarksome be, and dang'rous too,Christ, thy Guide, will bring thee through.Faint not, Christian! though in rageSatan doth thy soul engage;Take thee faith's anointed shield,Bear it to the battle-field.Faint not, Christian! though the worldHath its hostile flag unfurled;Hold the Cross of Jesus fast,Thou shalt overcome at last.Faint not, Christian! though withinThere's a heart so prone to sin;Christ, thy Lord, is over all,He'll not suffer thee to fall.Faint not, Christian! though thy GodSmite thee with the chast'ning rod;Smite He must with Father's care,That He may His love declare.Faint not, Christian! Christ is near;Soon in glory He'll appear;Then shall end thy toil and strife,Death be swallowed up of life.48For ever with the Lord!

Nearer Home

New BHB #110

S.M.D.For ever with the Lord!Amen, so let it be;Life from the dead is in that word,'Tis immortality.cHere in the body pent,Absent from Him I roam,Yet nightly pitch my moving tentA day's march nearer home.My Father's house on high,Home of my soul, how nearAt times to Faith's foreseeing eyeThy golden gates appear.cHere in the body pent,Absent from Him I roam,Yet nightly pitch my moving tentA day's march nearer home.My thirsty spirit faintsTo reach the land I love,The bright inheritance of saints,Jerusalem above.cHere in the body pent,Absent from Him I roam,Yet nightly pitch my moving tentA day's march nearer home.For ever with the Lord!Father, if 'tis Thy will,The promise of that faithful wordE'en here to me fulfill.cHere in the body pent,Absent from Him I roam,Yet nightly pitch my moving tentA day's march nearer home.Knowing as I am knownHow shall I love that word,And oft repeat before the throneFor ever with the Lord!cHere in the body pent,Absent from Him I roam,Yet nightly pitch my moving tentA day's march nearer home.49For the bread and for the wine

Evelyn

New BHB #112

7.7.7.6.For the bread and for the wine,For the pledge that seals Him mine,For the words of love divine,We give Thee thanks, O Lord.Only bread and only wine,Yet to faith the solemn signOf the heavenly and divine!We give Thee thanks, O Lord.For the words that turn our eyeTo the Cross of Calvary,Bidding us in faith draw nigh,We give Thee thanks, O Lord.For the words that fragrance breathe,These plain symbols underneath,Words that His own peace bequeath,We give Thee thanks, O Lord.For the words that tell of home,Pointing us beyond the tomb,Do ye this, until I come!We give Thee thanks, O Lord.Till He come we take the bread,Type of Him on whom we feed,Him who liveth and was dead!We give Thee thanks, O Lord.Till He come we take the cup;As we at His table supEye and heart are lifted up!We give Thee thanks, O Lord.For that coming here foreshown,For that day to man unknown,For the glory and the throne,We give Thee thanks, O Lord.50From every stormy wind that blows

Retreat

New BHB #116

L.M.From every stormy wind that blows,From every swelling tide of woes,There is a calm, a safe retreat;'Tis found beneath the Mercy-seat.There is a place where Jesus shedsThe oil of gladness on our heads,A place than all beside more sweet;It is the blood-stained Mercy-seat.There is a spot where spirits blend,Where friend holds fellowship with friend;Though sundered far, by faith we meetAround one common Mercy-seat.Ah! Whither could we flee for aid,When tempted, desolate, dismayed,Or how the hosts of hell defeat,Had suff'ring saints no Mercy-seat?There, there on eagle-wing we soar,And time and sense appear no more;There heav'nly joys our spirits greet,And glory crowns the Mercy-seat.51From whence this fear and unbelief

Meribah

New BHB #119

8.8.6.8.8.6.From whence this fear and unbelief,If God, my Father, put to griefHis spotless Son for me?Can He, the righteous Judge of men,Condemn me for that debt of sinWhich, Lord, was charged to Thee?Complete atonement Thou hast made,And to the utmost farthing paidWhate'er Thy people owed;How, then, can wrath on me take place,If sheltered in God's righteousness,And sprinkled by Thy blood?If Thou hast my discharge procured,And freely in my place enduredThe whole of wrath divine;Payment God will not twice demand,First at my bleeding Surety's hand,And then again at mine.Turn then, my soul, unto thy rest;The merits of thy great High PriestSpeak peace and liberty;Trust in His efficacious blood,Nor fear thy banishment from God,Since Jesus died for thee.52Glory, glory everlasting

Regent Square

New BHB #127

8.7.8.7.4.7.Glory, glory everlasting,Be to Him who bore the Cross,Who redeemed our souls by tastingDeath, the death deserved by us!Spread His glory,Who redeemed His people thus.His is love, 'tis love unbounded,Without measure, without end;Human thought is here confounded,'Tis too vast to comprehend!Praise the Saviour!Magnify the sinner's Friend.While we hear the wondrous storyOf the Saviour's Cross and shame,Sing we, Everlasting gloryBe to God and to the Lamb!Hallelujah!Give ye glory to His name.53God moves in a mysterious way

St. Anne

New BHB #135

C.M.God moves in a mysterious wayHis wonders to perform;He plants His footsteps in the sea,And rides upon the storm.Deep in unfathomable minesOf never-failing skillHe treasures up His bright designs,And works His sovereign will.Ye fearful saints fresh courage take;The clouds ye so much dreadAre big with mercy, and shall breakIn blessings on your head.Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,But trust Him for His grace;Behind a frowning providenceHe hides a smiling face.His purposes will ripen fast,Unfolding every hour;The bud may have a bitter taste,But sweet will be the flower.Blind unbelief is sure to errAnd scan His work in vain;God is His own interpreter,And He will make it plain.54Glory unto Jesus be!

Harts

New BHB #131

7.7.7.7.Glory unto Jesus be!Thou from wrath didst set us free;All our guilt on Thee was laid,Thou our ransom-price hast paid.All the blessed work is done;God's well pleased in His Son,For He raised Thee from the dead,Set Thee over all as Head.All should sing Thy work and worth,All above, and all on earth;We shall sing around the throne,Thou art worthy, Thou alone.Knowing this, we cease to mourn,Patient wait Thy sure return,For Thy saints with Thee shall reign;Come, Lord Jesus, come again!55Grace! 'tis a charming sound

Silchester

New BHB #139

S.M.Grace! 'tis a charming sound,Harmonious to the ear;Heaven with the echo shall resound,And all the earth shall hear.Grace taught my wandering feetTo tread the heavenly road;And new supplies each hour I meet,While pressing on to God.'Twas grace that wrote my nameIn life's eternal book;'Twas grace that gave me to the LambWho all my sorrows took.Grace taught my soul to pray,And, made my eyes o'erflow;'Tis grace has kept me to this day,And will not let me go.O let that grace inspireMy soul with strength divine;May all my powers to Thee aspire,And all my days be Thine.Grace all the work shall crownThrough everlasting days;It lays in heaven the topmost stone,And well deserves the praise.c[Chorus for tune by I. Sankey, not in BHB]Saved by grace alone! This is all my plea:Jesus died for all mankind,And Jesus died for me.56Glory to God on high!

Olivet Moscow

New BHB #129

6.6.4.6.6.6.4.Glory to God on high!Peace upon earth and joy!Good will to man!We, who God's blessings proveHis name all names above,Sing now the Saviour's love,Too vast to scan.Mercy and truth unite;O 'tis a wondrous sight,All sights above!Jesus the curse sustains,Guilt's bitter cup He drains,Nothing for us remains,Nothing but love.Love that no tongue can teach,Love that no thought can reach,No love like His!God is its blessed source,Death ne'er can stop its course,Nothing can stay its force,Matchless it is.Blest in this love we sing,To God our praises bring;All sins forgiven!Jesus, our Lord, to TheeHonour and majestyNow and for ever be,Here, and in heaven.57God's almighty arms are round me

Evensong

New BHB #137

8.4.8.4.8.8.8.4.God's almighty arms are round me,Peace, peace, is mine!Judgment scenes need not confound me,Peace, peace, is mine!Jesus came Himself and sought me;Sold to death, He found and bought me;Then my blessed freedom taught mePeace, peace, is mine.While I hear life's surging billows,Peace, peace, is mine!Why suspend my harp on willows?Peace, peace, is mine!I may sing with Christ beside me,Though a thousand ills betide me,Safely He hath sworn to guide me,Peace, peace, is mine!Every trial draws Him nearer,Peace, peace, is mine!All His strokes but make Him dearer,Peace, peace, is mine!Bless I then the hand that smitethGently, and to heal delighteth,'Tis against my sins He fighteth,Peace, peace, is mine!Welcome! Every rising sunlight,Peace, peace, is mine!Nearer home each rolling midnight,Peace, peace, is mine!Death and hell cannot appall me,Safe in Christ whate'er befall me,Calmly wait I, till He call me,Peace, peace, is mine!58Great God of wonders! All Thy ways

Linden

New BHB #141

8.8.8.8.8.8.Great God of wonders! All Thy waysDisplay Thine attributes divine;But the bright glories of Thy graceAbove Thine other wonders shine:Who is a pardoning God like Thee?Or who has grace so rich and free?Such deep transgressions to forgive!Such guilty, daring worms to spare!This is Thy grand prerogative,And in this honour none shall share:Who is a pardoning God like Thee?Or who has grace so rich and free?Pardon, from an offended God!Pardon, for sins of deepest dye!Pardon, bestowed through Jesus' blood!Pardon, that brings the rebel nigh!Who is a pardoning God like Thee?Or who has grace so rich and free?59Great Shepherd of Thy chosen flock

Mainzer

New BHB #145

L.M.Great Shepherd of Thy chosen flock,Thy people's shield, their shadowing rock,Once more we meet to hear Thy voice,Once more before Thee to rejoice.Now may Thy Spirit, by the Word,Refresh each wearied heart, O Lord,Wearied of earth's vain strife and woe,And longing more Thyself to know.Thine is the heart our griefs to feel,And Thine the love each wound to heal;Home Thou art gone for us to care,Returning soon to take us there.60Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah

Mannheim Cwm Rhondda

New BHB #146

8.7.8.7.4.7.Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah,Pilgrims through this barren land;We are weak, but Thou art mighty;Hold us by Thy Powerful hand:Bread of heavenFeed us now and evermore.Open wide the living fountainWhence the healing waters flow;Be Thyself our cloudy pillarAll the dreary desert through:Strong deliv'rerBe Thou still our strength and shield.While we tread this vale of sorrowMay we in Thy love abide;Keep us, O our gracious Saviour!Cleaving closely to Thy side:Still relyingOn our Father's changeless love.Saviour, come! We long to see Thee,Long to dwell with Thee above;And to know, in full communion,All the sweetness of Thy love:Come, Lord Jesus!Take Thy waiting people home.61Hail, Thou once despised Jesus!

Sydney

New BHB #148

8.7.8.7.D.Hail, Thou once despised Jesus!Hail, Thou still rejected King!Thou didst suffer to release us,Thou didst free salvation bring;Through Thy death and resurrection,Bearer of our sin and shame!We enjoy divine protection,Life and glory through Thy name.Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,All our sins on Thee were laid;By our Father's love anointedThou hast full atonement made:All who trust Thee are forgivenThrough the virtue of Thy blood;Rent in Thee the veil of heaven,Grace shines forth to man from God.Saviour, hail! Amid the glory,Where for us Thou dost abide;We, by faith, do now adore Thee,Seated at Thy Father's side.There, for us Thou now art pleading,While Thou dost our place prepare;For Thy saints still intercedingTill in glory we appear.Worship, honour, praise, and blessing,Thou shalt then from all receive;Loudest praises, without ceasing,All that earth or heaven can give:In that day Thy saints will meet Thee,Welcome Thee with grateful song;Joyful hearts will ever greet Thee,Source of joy to all the throng.62Happy they who trust in Jesus!

Corinth

New BHB #151

8.7.8.7.4.7.Happy they who trust in Jesus!Sweet their portion is, and sure;When the foe on others seizes,He will keep His own secure:Happy people!Happy, though despised and poor.Since His love and mercy found usWe are precious in His sight;Thousands now may fall around us,Thousands more be put to flight;But His presenceKeeps us safe by day and night.Lo! our Saviour never slumbers;Ever watchful is His care:Though we cannot boast of numbers,In His strength secure we are:Sweet their portionWho the Saviour's kindness share.As the bird, beneath her feathers,Guards the objects of her care,So the Lord His children gathers,Spreads His wings and hides them there:Thus protectedAll their foes they boldly dare.63Hark! my soul, it is the Lord;

Ravenna

New BHB #152

7.7.7.7.Hark! my soul, it is the Lord;'Tis thy Saviour! hear His word;Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee:Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me? I delivered thee when bound,And when wounded healed thy wound;Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right,Turned thy darkness into light.Can a woman's tender careCease towards the child she bare?Yes, she may forgetful be,Yet will I remember thee.Mine is an unchanging love,Higher than the heights above,Deeper than the depths beneath,Free and faithful, strong as death.Thou shalt see My glory soonWhen the work of grace is done;Partner of My throne shalt be:Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?Lord, it is my chief complaintThat my love is cold and faint;Yet I love Thee, and adore;O for grace to love Thee more.64Hark! 'tis the watchman's cry

Happy Land Clarion

New BHB #155

6.4.6.4.6.7.6.4.Hark! 'tis the watchman's cry,Wake, brethren, wake!Jesus, our Lord, is nigh;Wake, brethren, wake!Sleep is for sons of night;Ye are children of the light,Yours is the glory bright;Wake, brethren, wake!Call to each waking band,Watch, brethren, watch!Clear is our Lord's command;Watch, brethren, watch!Be ye as men that waitAlways at their Master's gateE'en though the hour seem late;Watch, brethren, watch!Heed we the Steward's call,Work, brethren, work!There's room enough for allWork, brethren, work!This vineyard of the LordConstant labour doth afford;Yours is a sure reward;Work, brethren, work!Hear we the Shepherd's voice,Pray, brethren, pray!Would ye His heart rejoice?Pray, brethren, pray.Sin calls for constant fear,Weakness needs the strong One near,Long as ye struggle here;Pray, brethren, pray!Now sound the final chord,Praise, brethren, praise!Thrice holy is our Lord;Praise, brethren, praise!What more befits the tonguesSoon to lead the eternal songs,While heaven the note prolongs?Praise, brethren, praise!65Hark! ten thousand voices crying

Stuttgart

New BHB #153

8.7.8.7.Hark! ten thousand voices crying,Lamb of God! with one accord;Thousand, thousand saints replying,Wake at once the echoing chord.Praise the Lamb, the chorus waking,All in heaven together throng,Loud and far, each tongue partaking,Rolls along the endless song.Grateful incense this, ascendingEver to the Father's throne;Every knee to Jesus bending,All the mind in heaven is one.All the Father's counsels claimingEqual honours to the Son;All the Son's effulgence beamingMakes the Father's glory known.By the Spirit all pervading,Hosts unnumbered round the Lamb,Crowned with light and joy unfading,Hail Him as the great I AM.Joyful now the new creationRests in undisturbed repose;Blest in Jesus' full salvation,Sorrow now, nor thraldom knows.66Have ye counted the cost?

Resolution

P.M.Have ye counted the cost,Have ye counted the cost,Ye warriors of the Cross?Are ye fixed in heart for your Master's sakeTo suffer all earthly loss?Can ye bear the scoff of the worldly-wise,As ye pass by pleasure's bower,To watch with your Lord on the mountain-topThrough the dreary midnight hour?Ye may drink of His cup,Ye may drink of His cup,And in His baptism share!Ye shall not fail, if ye tread in His stepsHis blood-stained Cross to bear.But count ye the cost; O count ye the cost!That ye be not unprepared!And know ye the strength that alone can standIn the conflict ye have dared.In the power of His might,In the power of His might,Who was made through weakness strong,Ye shall overcome in the fearful fightAnd sing His vict'ry song!By the blood of the Lamb, by the blood of the Lamb,By the faithful witness Word,Not loving your lives unto death for Him,Ye shall triumph with your Lord.O the banner of love!O the banner of love!It will cost you a pang to hold!But 'twill float in triumph the field aboveThough your heart's blood stain its fold.Ye may count the cost, ye may count the costOf all Egyptia's treasure!But the riches of Christ ye cannot count;His love ye cannot measure.67Head of the Church triumphant

Zoan II

7.7.8.7.D.Head of the Church triumphantWe joyfully adore Thee;Till Thou appear Thy members hereWould sing of Thee in glory.We lift our hearts and voicesIn blest anticipation,And sing aloud, And give to GodThe praise of our salvation.While in affliction's furnace,And passing through the fire,Thy love we praise,Which tries our ways, And ever brings us higher;We lift our hands, exultingIn Thine almighty favor:The love divine, Which made us Thine,Shall keep us Thine for ever.Thou dost conduct Thy peopleThrough torrents of temptation;Nor need we fear, While Thou art near,The fire of tribulation:The world, with sin and Satan,In vain our march opposes;By Thee we shall Break through them all;Thy triumph ours discloses.68He comes! Emmanuel comes!

St. John

6.6.6.6.8.8.He comes! Emmanuel comes!Jesus, the crucified:The man of Sorrows—HeWho bowed His head and died;Who hath redeemed us by His blood;He comes to take us home to God.He comes! our AdvocateWho bears us on His breast,Himself to take us homeTo His eternal rest:O let this hope dispel each fear,Our great High Priest will soon appear.He comes! our Shepherd comes,Whose eyelids never sleep,To gather in the skiesThe thousands of His sheep;Where the eternal fountains springOf love divine, His flock He'll bring.He comes! the Heir of all,All shall His power obey:The Bridegroom to His ChurchHis glories shall display:But O His love, what tongue can tell?Eternal! vast! unsearchable!Behold, I quickly come!Responsive to Thy wordThe Spirit and the BrideCry, Even so, O Lord!Naught else can satisfy her heartBut to be with Thee where Thou art.69Heirs of salvation, chosen of God!

Manna

P.M.Heirs of salvation, chosen of God!Past condemnation, sheltered by blood!Even in Egypt feed we on the Lamb,Keeping the statutes of God, the I AM.In the world around, 'tis night, Where the feast is spread, 'tis bright;Israel's Lord is Israel's light. 'Tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus, our Saviour from above.'Tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus whom we love.Pilgrims and strangers, captives no more;Wilderness rangers, sing we on the shore.God in His power parted hath the sea,Foes have all perished, His people are free.By the pillar safely led, By the manna daily fed,Now the homeward way we tread.'Tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus, our Shepherd here below,'Tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus whom we know.Canaan-possessors, safe in the land;Victors, confessors, banner in hand;Jordan's deep river evermore behind;Cares of the desert no longer in mind.Egypt's stigma rolled away, Canaan's corn our strength and stay,Triumph we the live-long day.'Tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus, the Christ of God alone,'Tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus, 'tis Jesus whom we own.70He leadeth me, O blessed thought!

Leadeth

New BHB #166

L.M.D.He leadeth me, O blessed thought!O words with heavenly comfort fraught!Whate'er I do, where'er I be,Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.cHe leadeth me! He leadeth me!By His own hand He leadeth me.Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,By waters still, o'er troubled sea,Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me.cHe leadeth me! He leadeth me!By His own hand He leadeth me.Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine,And never murmur or repine;Content, whatever lot I see,Since 'tis my God that leadeth me.cHe leadeth me! He leadeth me!By His own hand He leadeth me.And when my task on earth is done,When, by Thy grace, the vict'ry's wonE'en death's cold wave I will not fleeIf God through Jordan leadeth me.cHe leadeth me! He leadeth me!By His own hand He leadeth me.71He lives—the great Redeemer lives;

Mainzer Kent

New BHB #167

L.M.He lives—the great Redeemer lives;What joy the blest assurance gives!And now before His Father, God,Pleads the full merit of His blood.Great Advocate, Almighty Friend!On Thee do all our hopes depend:Our cause can never, never fail,For Thou dost plead, and must prevail.In every dark, distressing hour,When sin and Satan join their power,Let this blest truth repel each dart,That Thou dost bear us on Thy heart.72Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam

There is Rest

New BHB #172

P.M.Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam,Here is no rest—is no rest;Here as a pilgrim I wander alone,Yet I am blest—I am blest.For I look forward to that glorious dayWhen sin and sorrow shall vanish away;My heart doth leap while I hear Jesus say,There, there is rest—there is rest.Here are afflictions and trials severe,Here is no rest—is no rest;Here I must part with the friends I hold dear,Yet I am blest—I am blest.Sweet is the promise I read in Thy Word;Blessed are they who have died in the Lord;They have been called to receive their reward;There, there is rest—there is rest.This world of care is a wilderness state,Here is no rest—is no rest;But I must bear from the world all its hate,Yet I am blest—I am blest.Soon shall I be from the wicked released;Soon shall the weary for ever be blest;Soon shall I lean upon Jesus' breast;There, there is rest—there is rest.73He sitteth o'er the waterfloods

Tallis

New BHB #168

C.M.He sitteth o'er the waterfloods,And He is strong to save;He sitteth o'er the waterfloodsAnd guides each drifting wave.Though loud around the vessel's prowThe waves may toss and break;Yet at His word they sink to restAs on a tranquil lake.He sitteth o'er the waterfloods,As in the days of old,When o'er the Saviour's sinless headThe waves and billows rolled.Yea, all the billows passed o'er Him;Our sins—they bore Him down;For us He met th' o'erwhelming storm,He met th' Almighty's frown.He sitteth o'er the waterfloods;Then doubt and fear no more,For He who passed through all the stormsHas reached the heavenly shore.And every tempest-driven barqueWith Jesus for its Guide,Will soon be moored in harbour calm,In glory to abide.74Holy Saviour! We adore Thee

New BHB #181

8.7.8.7.4.7.Holy Saviour! We adore TheeSeated on the throne of God;While the heavenly hosts before TheeGladly sing Thy praise aloud,Thou art worthy!We are ransomed by Thy blood.Saviour! Though the world despised Thee,Though Thou here wast crucified,Yet the Father's glory raised Thee,Lord of all creation wide;Thou art worthy!We shall live, for Thou hast died.And though here on earth rejected,'Tis but fellowship with Thee;What besides could be expectedThan like Thee our Lord to be?Thou art worthy!Thou from earth hast set us free.Haste the day of Thy returningWith Thy ransomed Church to reign;Then shall end our days of mourning,We shall sing with rapture then:Thou art worthy!Come, Lord Jesus, come! Amen.75Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear!

Dunfermline

New BHB #182

C.M.Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear!Thou glorious Star of day,Shine forth, and chase the dreary night!With all our tears, away.No resting-place we seek on earth,No loveliness we see;Our eye is on the royal crown,Prepared for us and Thee.But, Jesus, Lord! However brightThat crown of joy above,What is it to the brighter hopeOf dwelling in Thy love?What to the joy, the deeper joy,Unmingled, pure, and free,Of union with our living Head,Of fellowship with Thee?This joy e'en now on earth is ours'But only, Lord, above,Our hearts, without a pang, shall knowThe fullness of Thy love.There, near Thy heart, upon the throne,Thy ransomed Church shall seeWhat grace was in the bleeding Lamb,Who died to make us free.76How bright that blessed hope!

Worship

New BHB #183

6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.How bright that blessed hope!Jesus will come!Let us our heads lift up,Jesus will come!Morning so bright and clear,Mansions of God appear,Sin shall not enter there,Jesus will come.Him every eye shall seeWhen He appears;Bright will the glory beWhen He appears;Soon shall the trumpet speak,Each sleeping saint awake,And that glad morning breakWhen He appears.Raised unto glory thenAt His return;Joyous our song shall beAt His return;Gathered around to HimAll learn the heav'nly hymn;Jesus our joyful themeAt His return.Full of this blessed hopeTill He shall come;Let us the cross take upTill He shall come;Happy reproach to bear,Shame, for His sake, to share,Since we the crown shall wearWhen He shall come.77How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord

Hanover Montgomery

New BHB #185

From "A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors" by John Rippon (1787) where it is attributed to "K-" (author unknown)

11.11.11.11.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,You who to the Saviour for refuge have fled?Fear not, He is with thee; oh, be not dismayed!He—He is thy God, and will still give thee aid;He'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,Upheld by His righteous, omnipotent hand.The soul that on Jesus has leaned for repose,He will not, He cannot desert to its foes;That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,He'll never—no, never—no, never forsake!78How good is the God we adore

Celeste

New BHB #186

8.8.8.8.How good is the God we adore,Our faithful, unchangeable Friend,Whose love is as great as His power,And knows neither measure nor end.'Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;We'll praise Him for all that is past,And trust Him for all that's to come.79How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds

St. Peter Lloyd

New BHB #190

C.M.How sweet the Name of Jesus soundsIn a believer's ear!It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,And drives away his fear.It makes the wounded spirit whole,And calms the troubled breast;'Tis manna to the hungry soul,And to the weary rest.Dear Name! The Rock on which we build;Our shield and hiding-place;Our never-failing treasury, filledWith boundless stores of grace.Jesus, our Saviour, Shepherd, Friend,Prophet, and Priest, and King;Our Lord, our Life, our Way, our End,Accept the praise we bring.Weak is the effort of our heart,And cold our warmest thought;But when we see Thee as Thou artWe'll praise Thee as we ought.Till then we would Thy love proclaimWith ev'ry fleeting breath;And triumph in that blessed NameWhich quells the power of death.80I'm but a stranger here;

Pilgrim Song

New BHB #638

P.M.I'm but a stranger here;Heaven is my home!Earth is a desert drear;Heaven is my home!Danger and sorrow standRound me on ev'ry hand;Heav'n is my fatherland,Heaven is my home.What though the tempest rage?Heaven is my home!Short is my pilgrimage;Heaven is my home!And time's wild wintry blastSoon will be overpast;I shall reach home at last;Heaven is my home.There at my Saviour's side;Heaven is my home!I shall be glorified;Heaven is my home!There with the good and blest,Those I've loved most and best,I shall for ever rest;Heaven is my home.Therefore I'll murmur not:Heaven is my home!Whate'er my earthly lot;Heaven is my home!For I shall surely standThere at my Lord's right hand;Heav'n is my fatherland:Heaven is my home.81I am waiting for the dawning

Austrian Hymn

New BHB #195

8.7.8.7.D.I am waiting for the dawningOf the bright and blessed day,When the darksome night of sorrowShall have vanished far away;When for ever with the Saviour,Far beyond this vale of tears,I shall swell the song of worshipThrough the everlasting years.I am looking at the brightness,See, it shineth from afar,Of the clear and joyous beamingOf the Bright and Morning Star.Through the dark grey mist of morningDo I see its glorious light;Then away with ev'ry shadowOf this sad and weary night.I am waiting for the comingOf the Lord who died for me;O His words have thrilled my spirit,I will come again for thee,I can almost hear His footfallOn the threshold of the door,And my heart, my heart is longingTo be with Him evermore.82I am a stranger here

Homeward

6.6.6.6.4.I am a stranger here,No home, no rest I see;Not all men count most dearShould win a sigh from me:I'm going home.Saviour, Thy home is mine,And I, Thy Father's child;With hopes and joys divineThe world's a weary wild:I'm going homeHome, O how soft and sweet,It thrills upon the heart!Home, where the brethren meetAnd never, never part:I'm going home.Home, where the Bridegroom takesThe purchase of His love;Home, where the Father waitsTo welcome her above:I'm going home.And when the world looks cold,Which did my Lord revile,A lamb within the foldI can look up and smile:I'm going home.When earth's delusive charmsWould snare my pilgrim feet,I'll fly to Jesus' armsAnd yet again repeat,I'm going home.Ah! Gently, gently lead,Along the painful way,Bid every word and deedAnd every look to say,I'm going home!83My Father Knows

Knowledge

New BHB #229

P.M.I'm a pilgrim and a stranger,Rough and thorny is the road,Often in the midst of danger,But it leads to God.Clouds and darkness oft distress me,Great and many are my foes;Anxious cares and thoughts oppress me:But my Father knows.O how sweet is this assurance'Midst the conflict and the strife!Although sorrows past enduranceFollow me through life.Home in prospect still can cheer me;Yes, and give me sweet repose,While I feel His presence near me:For my Father knows.Yes, He sees and knows me daily;Watches over me in love;Sends me help when foes assail me,Bids me look above.Soon my journey will be ended,Life is drawing to a close;I shall then be well attended:This my Father knows.I shall then with joy behold Him,Face to face my Saviour see;Fall with rapture and adore HimFor His love to me.Nothing more shall then distress meIn the land of sweet repose;Jesus stands engaged to bless me:This my Father knows.84I'm waiting for Thee, Lord

Jewels

New BHB #231

P.M.I'm waiting for Thee, Lord,Thy beauty to see, Lord,I'm waiting for Thee, for Thy coming again.Thou'rt gone over there, Lord,A place to prepare, Lord,Thy home I shall share at Thy coming again.'Mid danger and fear, Lord,I'm oft weary here, Lord;The day must be near of Thy coming again'Tis all sunshine there, Lord,No sighing or care, Lord,But glory so fair at thy coming again.Whilst Thou art away, Lord,I stumble and stray, Lord;O hasten the day of Thy coming again!This is not my rest, Lord;A pilgrim confest, Lord,I wait to be blest at Thy coming again.Our loved ones before, Lord,Their troubles are o'er, Lord,I'll meet them once more at Thy coming again.The blood was the sign, Lord,That marked them as Thine, Lord,And brightly they'll shine at Thy coming again.E'en now let my ways, Lord,Be bright with Thy praise, Lord,For brief are the days ere Thy coming again.I'm waiting for Thee, Lord,Thy beauty to see, Lord;No triumph for me like Thy coming again.85I am watching for the morning

Watching

P.M.I am watching for the morning,I am looking for the dawningI am watching for the morningOf that day—that day.I am waiting for the meeting,I am longing for the greeting;I am waiting for the meetingWith my Lord, that day.cWith the Lord to be for ever,With the saints to be together;With the Lord to be for everFrom that day—that day.I am gazing up for Thee, Lord,Until Thy face I see, Lord;I am gazing up for Thee, Lord,Till that day—that day.I would haste the consummationOf that great and full salvation;I would haste the consummationOf our joys, that day.cWith the Lord to be for ever,With the saints to be together;With the Lord to be for everFrom that day—that day.How I long to see Thy smile, Lord,When has passed the little while, Lord;How I long to see Thy smile, Lord,On that day—that day.O to see the beam of gladnessOn that face once marred with sadness;O to see the beam of gladnessOn Thy face, that day.cWith the Lord to be for ever,With the saints to be together;With the Lord to be for everFrom that day—that day.O to see the morning breaking,O the joy of such awaking;O to see the morning breakingOn that day—that day.To be caught up, Lord, for ever,To be parted, Lord, no never;To be with Thee, Lord, for everFrom that rapturous day.cWith the Lord to be for ever,With the saints to be together;With the Lord to be for everFrom that day—that day.86I bless the Christ of God;

Silchester

S.M.I bless the Christ of God;I rest on love divine;And with unfalt'ring lip and heartI call this Saviour mine.His Cross dispels each doubt;I bury in His tombEach thought of unbelief and fear,Each ling'ring shade of gloom.I praise the God of grace,I trust His truth and might;He calls me His, I call Him mine,My God, my joy, my light.In Him is only good,In me is only ill; My illbut draws His goodness forth,And me He loveth still.'Tis He who saveth me,And freely pardon gives;I love because He loveth me,I live because He lives.My life with Him is hid,My death has passed away,My clouds have melted into light,My midnight into day.87I bow me to Thy will, O God

Dunfermline

New BHB #196

C.M.I bow me to Thy will, O God,And all Thy ways adore,And every day I live I'd seekTo please Thee more and more.Why should I care, O blessed Lord?Since all my cares are Thine;Why not in triumph live, since ThouHast made Thy triumphs mine?Lead on, lead on triumphantly,O blessed Lord! Lead on;Faith's pilgrim sons behind Thee seekThe road that Thou hast gone.He always wins who sides with God,To him no chance is lost;God's will is sweetest to him whenIt triumphs at his cost.Ill that God blesses is our good,And unblest good is ill;And all is right that seems most wrong,If it be His sweet will.88I have been at the altar and witnessed the Lamb

It is Well

New BHB #204

P.M.I have been at the altar and witnessed the LambBurnt wholly to ashes for me;And watched its sweet savour ascending on high,Accepted, O Father, by Thee.And lo, while I gazed at the glorious sight,A voice from above reached mine ears:By this thine iniquity's taken away,And no trace of it on thee appears.An end of thy sin has been made for thee hereBy Him who its penalty bore;With blood it is blotted eternally out,And I will not remember it more.O Lord, I believe it with wonder and joy;Confirm, Thou, this precious belief;While daily I learn that I am in myselfOf sinners the vilest and chief.89I have a home above

Franconia

New BHB #202

S.M.I have a home aboveFrom sin and sorrow free;A mansion which eternal loveDesigned and formed for me.My Father's gracious handHas built this blest abode;From everlasting it was plannedMy dwelling-place with God.My Saviour's precious bloodHas made my title sure:He passed through death's dark raging floodTo make my rest secure.The Comforter is come,The earnest has been given;He leads me onward to the homeReserved for me in heaven.Loved ones are gone beforeWhose pilgrim days are done;I soon shall greet them on that shoreWhere partings are unknown.But more than all, I longHis glories to behold,Whose smile fills all the radiant throngWith ecstasy untold.That bright, yet tender smile,My sweetest welcome there,Shall cheer me through the little whileI tarry for Him here.Thy love, most gracious Lord,My joy and strength shall be,Till Thou shalt speak the gladd'ning wordThat bids me rise to Thee.And then, through endless daysWhere all Thy glories shine,In happier, holier strains I'll praiseThe grace that made me Thine.90I heard the voice of Jesus say

Vox Dilecti Kingsfold

New BHB #208

C.M.I heard the voice of Jesus say,Come unto Me and rest;Lay down, thou weary one, lay downThy 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.I heard the voice of Jesus say.Behold, I freely giveThe living water: Thirsty oneStoop down, and drink, and live.I came to Jesus, and I drankOf that life-giving stream;My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,And now I live in Him.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 foundIn Him my Star, my Sun;And in that light of life I'll walkTill trav'lling days are done.91I hear the words of love

Hampton Ripon

New BHB #207

S.M.I hear the words of love,I gaze upon the blood,I see the mighty sacrifice,And I have peace with God.'Tis everlasting peace!Sure as Jehovah's Name,'Tis stable as His steadfast throne,For evermore the same.The clouds may go and come,And storms may sweep my sky;This blood-sealed friendship changes not,The Cross is ever nigh.My love is ofttimes low,My joy still ebbs and flows,But peace with Him remains the same,No change Jehovah knows.I change, He changes not;The Christ can never die:His love, not mine, the resting-place,His truth, not mine, the tie.The Cross still stands unchanged,Though heaven is now His home;The mighty stone is rolled away,But yonder is His tomb!And yonder is my peace,The grave of all my woes!I know the Son of God has come,I know He died and rose.I know He liveth nowAt God's right hand above;I know the throne on which He sits,I know His truth and love.92I journey through a desert drear and wild

Navarre

New BHB #209

10.10.10.10.I journey through a desert drear and wild,Yet is my heart by such sweet thoughts beguiledOf Him on whom I lean, my Strength, my Stay.I can forget the sorrows of the way.Thoughts of His love—the root of ev'ry graceWhich finds in this poor heart a dwelling-place;The sunshine of my soul, than day more bright,And my calm pillow of repose by night.Thoughts of His sojourn in this vale of tears;The tale of love unfolded in those yearsOf sinless suffering and patient grace,I love again and yet again to trace.Thoughts of His glory—on the Cross I gaze,And there behold its sad yet healing rays;Beacon of hope which, lifted up on high,Illumes with heavenly light the tear-dimmed eye.Thoughts of His coming; for that joyful dayIn patient hope I watch, and wait, and pray;The dawn draws nigh, the midnight shadows flee,O what a sunrise will that advent be!93I hear the accuser roar

Silchester

New BHB #206

S.M.I hear the accuser roarOf ills that I have done;I know them well, and thousands more;Jehovah findeth none.Sin, Satan, Death, press nearTo harass and appal;Let but my risen Lord appear,Backward they go and fall.Before, behind, around,They set their fierce arrayTo fight and force me from my groundAlong Immanuel's way.I meet them face to faceThrough Jesus' conquest blest;March in the triumph of His graceRight onward to my rest.There, in His book I bearA more than conq'ror's name,A soldier, son, and fellow-heir,Who fought and overcame.His be the Victor's nameWho fought our fight alone:Triumphant saints no honour claim,Their conquest was His own.By weakness and defeatHe won the meed and crown;Trod all our foes beneath His feetBy being trodden down.He hell in hell laid low;Made sin, He sin o'erthrew;Bowed to the grave, destroyed it so,And death, by dying, slew.Bless, bless the Conq'ror slain!Slain in His victory!Who lived, who died, who lives again,For thee, His Church, for thee.94I left it all with Jesus long ago;

English Air

New BHB #213

P.M.I left it all with Jesus long ago;All my sins I brought Him, and my woe:When by faith I saw Him on the tree,Heard His still, small whisper, Tis for thee,From my heart the burden rolled away: Happy day!From my heart the burden rolled away: Happy day!I leave it all with Jesus, for He knowsHow to steal the bitter from life's woes;How to gild the tear-drop with His smile,Make the desert garden bloom awhile:When my weakness leaneth on His might All seems light.When my weakness leaneth on His might All seems light.I leave it all with Jesus day by day;Faith can firmly trust Him, come what may:Hope has dropped her anchor, found her restIn the calm, sure haven of His breast;Love esteems it heaven to abide At His side.Love esteems it heaven to abide At His side.95I need Thee, precious Saviour!

Munich

New BHB #214

7.6.7.6.D.I need Thee, precious Saviour!O Thou art all to me;Before the throne for everI stand complete in Thee.Though Satan loud accuses,Yet I can ever seeThe blood of Christ most precious,The sinner's perfect plea.I need Thee, precious Saviour!For I am very poor;A stranger and a pilgrim,I have no earthly store.I need Thy love, Lord Jesus!To cheer me on my way,To guide my doubting footsteps.To be my strength and stay.I need Thee, precious Saviour!I need a friend like Thee;A friend to soothe and comfort,A friend to care for me.I need Thy heart, Lord Jesus!To feel each anxious care,To bear my ev'ry burden,And all my sorrow share.I need Thee, precious Saviour!For I am very blind,A weak and foolish wand'rer,With dark and evil mind.I need Thy light, Lord Jesus!To tread the thorny road!To guide me safe to gloryWhere I shall see my God.I need Thee, precious Saviour!I need Thee day by dayTo fill me with Thy fullness,To lead me on my way.I need Thy Holy SpiritTo teach me what I am,To show me more of Jesus,To point me to the Lamb.I need Thee, precious Saviour!And hope to see Thee soon,Encircled with the rainbowAnd seated on Thy throne;There, with Thy blood-bought people,My joy shall ever beTo sing Thy praise, Lord Jesus,And ever gaze on Thee.96I once was a stranger to grace and to God;

Consolation

New BHB #215

11.11.11.11.I once was a stranger to grace and to God;I knew not my danger, I felt not my load;Though friends spoke in rapture of Christ on the tree,JEHOVAH TSIDKENU was nothing to me.Like tears from the daughters of Zion that roll,I wept when the waters went over His soul;Yet thought not that my sins had nailed to the treeJEHOVAH TSIDKENU—'twas nothing to me.When free grace awoke me by light from on high,Then legal fears shook me, I trembled to die;No refuge, no safety in self could I see,JEHOVAH TSIDKENU my Saviour must be.My terrors all vanished before the sweet Name;My guilty fears banished, with boldness I cameTo drink at the fountain, life-giving and free;JEHOVAH TSIDKENU is all things to me.97I saw the Cross of Jesus

Holmbridge Missionary

New BHB #217

7.6.7.6.D.I saw the Cross of JesusWhen burdened with my sin,I sought the Cross of JesusTo give me peace within;I brought my sins to Jesus,He cleansed them in His blood;And in the Cross of JesusI found my peace with God.I love the Cross of Jesus;It tells me what I am:A vile and guilty creature,Saved only through the Lamb.No righteousness, no merit,No beauty can I plead;Yet in the Cross I glory,My title there I read.Sweet is the Cross of Jesus;There let my weary heartStill rest in peace unshakenTill with Him—ne'er to part;And then in strains of gloryI'll sing His wondrous power,Where sin can never enter,And death is known no more.98I thirst, but not as once I did

Melcombe

New BHB #221

L.M.I thirst, but not as once I did,The vain delights of earth to share;Thy wounds, Emmanuel, all forbidThat I should seek my pleasure there.It was the sight of Thy dear CrossFirst weaned my soul from earthly things,And taught me to esteem as drossThe mirth of fools and pomp of kings.Great Fountain of delight unknown!No longer sink below the brim;But overflow, and pour me downA living and life-giving stream.99In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair

Hiding in Thee

New BHB #241

P.M.In seasons of grief to my God I'll repairWhen my heart is o'erwhelmed with sorrow and care;From the ends of the earth to Thee will I cry,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.cHigher than I, higher than I,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.When Satan, my foe, shall come in like a floodTo drive my poor soul from the Fountain of good,I'll pray to the Saviour who meekly did die;Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.cHigher than I, higher than I,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.And while as a stranger I sojourn below,Thy covenant blessings, Lord, freely bestow;In affliction's dark night to Thy throne let me fly,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.cHigher than I, higher than I,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.And when the last trumpet shall sound through the skies,And the dead in Christ Jesus immortal shall rise,With the ransomed I'll praise Him above yonder sky,Built firm on the Rock that is higher than I.cHigher than I, higher than I,Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.100I would commune with Thee, my God;

St. Anne St. Etheldreda

C.M.I would commune with Thee, my God;E'en to Thy seat I come;I leave my joys, I leave my sins,And seek in Thee my home.I stand upon the mount of GodWith sunlight in my soul;I hear the storms in vales beneath;I hear the thunders roll.But I am calm with Thee, my God,Beneath these glorious skies;And to the height on which I standNor storms nor clouds can rise.O this is life! O this is joy!My God, to find Thee so;Thy face to see, Thy voice to hear,And all Thy love to know.101It passeth knowledge, that dear love of Thine

Surpassing

New BHB #247

10.10.10.10.4.It passeth knowledge, that dear love of Thine,Lord Jesus, Saviour; yet this soul of mineWould of Thy love, in all its breadth and length,Its height and depth, its everlasting strengthKnow more and more.It passeth telling, that dear love of Thine,Lord Jesus Saviour; yet these lips of mineWould fain proclaim to sinners, far and near,A love which can remove all guilt and fear,And love beget.It passeth praises, that dear love of Thine,Lord Jesus, Saviour; yet this heart of mineWould sing that love, so full, so rich, so free,Which brings a rebel sinner, even me,Nigh unto God.But though I cannot sing, or tell, or knowThe fullness of Thy love while here below,My empty vessel I may freely bring;O Thou, who art of love the living spring,My vessel fill.Then fill me, O my Saviour, with Thy love!Lead, lead me to the living fount above;Thither may I in simple faith draw nigh,And never to another fountain fly,But unto Thee.And when, Lord Jesus, Thine own face I see,When at Thy lofty throne I bow the knee,Then of Thy love, in all its breadth and length,Its height and depth, its everlasting strength,My soul shall sing.102I will sing of my Redeemer

My Redeemer

New BHB #226

8.7.8.7.D.I will sing of my Redeemer,And His wondrous love to me;On the cruel Cross He suffered,From the curse to set me free.cSing, O sing of my Redeemer!With His blood He purchased me!On the Cross He sealed my pardon,Paid the debt and made me free.I will tell the wondrous story,How my lost estate to save,In His boundless love and mercyHe the ransom freely gave.cSing, O sing of my Redeemer!With His blood He purchased me!On the Cross He sealed my pardon,Paid the debt and made me free.I will praise my dear Redeemer,His triumphant power I'll tell;How the victory He givethOver sin, and death, and Hell.cSing, O sing of my Redeemer!With His blood He purchased me!On the Cross He sealed my pardon,Paid the debt and made me free.I will sing of my Redeemer,And His heav'nly love to me;He from death to life hath brought me,Son of God, with him to be.cSing, O sing of my Redeemer!With His blood He purchased me!On the Cross He sealed my pardon,Paid the debt and made me free.103I've found a Friend; O such a Friend!

Friendship

New BHB #232

8.7.8.7.D.I've found a Friend; O such a Friend!He loved me ere I knew Him;He drew me with the cords of love,And thus He bound me to Him.And round my heart still closely twineThose ties which nought can sever,For I am Christ's and He is mine,For ever and for ever. I've found a Friend; O such a Friend!He bled, He died to save me;And not alone the gift of life,But His own self He gave me.Nought that I have, mine own I'll call,I'll hold it for the Giver:My heart, my strength, my life, my all,Are His, and His for ever.I've found a Friend; O such a Friend!All power to Him is givenTo guard me on my onward courseAnd bring me safe to heaven.Th' eternal glories gleam afarTo nerve my faint endeavour;So now to watch! To work! To war!And then to rest for ever.I've found a Friend; O such a Friend!So kind, and true, and tender,So wise a Counsellor and Guide,So mighty a Defender.From Him, who loves me now so well,What power my soul can sever?Shall life? Or death? shall earth? or hell?No! I am His for ever.104I've found a joy in sorrow

Satisfied

New BHB #233

7.6.7.6.D.I've found a joy in sorrow,A secret balm for pain,A beautiful to-morrowOf sunshine after rain.I've found a branch of healingNear ev'ry bitter spring,A whispered promise stealingO'er ev'ry broken string.I've found a glad hosannaFor every woe and wail;A handful of sweet mannaWhen grapes of Eshcol fail;I've found the Rock of AgesWhen desert wells are dry;And, after weary stages,I've found an Elim nigh.An Elim with its coolness,Its fountains, and its shade;A blessing in its fullness,When buds of promise fade.O'er tears of soft contritionI've seen a rainbow light,A glory and fruition,So near! yet out of sight.My Saviour, Thee possessing,I have the joy, the balm,The healing and the blessing,The sunshine and the psalm;The promise for the fearful,The Elim for the faint,The rainbow for the tearful,The glory for the saint.105I was a wand'ring sheep

Nearer Home

New BHB #223

S.M.D.I was a wand'ring 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 voiceI loved afar to roam.The Shepherd sought His sheep,The Father sought His child,And followed me o'er vale and hill,O'er desert waste and wild.Yea, found me nigh to death,Famished, and faint, and lone.And bound me with the bands of love,And saved the wand'ring one.Jesus my Shepherd is,'Twas He that loved my soul,'Twas He that cleansed me by His blood,'Twas He that made me whole.'Twas He that sought the lost,That found the wand'ring sheep;'Twas He that brought me to the fold,'Tis He that still doth keep.No more a wand'ring sheepI love to be controlled.I love my tender Shepherd's voice,I love the peaceful fold.No more a wayward childI seek no more to roam;I love my heav'nly Father's voice,I love, I love His home.106It may be at morn

It may be at morn

New BHB #246

P.M.It may be at morn, When the day is awaking,When sunlight through darkness And shadow is breaking,That Jesus will come In the fullness of gloryTo receive from the world His own.cO Lord Jesus, how long? How long—Ere we shout the glad song?Christ returneth! Hallelujah!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Amen!It may be at midday, It may be at twilight,It may be, perchance, That the blackness of midnightWill burst into light In the blaze of His gloryWhen Jesus receives His own.cO Lord Jesus, how long? How long—Ere we shout the glad song?Christ returneth! Hallelujah!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Amen!While hosts cry Hosanna, From heaven descending,With glorified saints And the angels attending,With grace on His brow, Like a halo of gloryWill Jesus receive His own.cO Lord Jesus, how long? How long—Ere we shout the glad song?Christ returneth! Hallelujah!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Amen!O joy! O delight! Should we go without dying;No sickness, no sadness, No dread, and no crying;Caught up through the clouds With our Lord into gloryWhen Jesus receives His own.cO Lord Jesus, how long? How long—Ere we shout the glad song?Christ returneth! Hallelujah!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Amen!107I've found the precious Christ of God

University Belgrave

New BHB #234

C.M.I've found the precious Christ of God,My heart doth sing for joy;And sing I must, for Christ I have,A precious Christ have I.Christ Jesus is the Lord of lords,He is the King of kings;He is the Sun of RighteousnessWith healing in His wings.Christ is my meat, Christ is my drink,My med'cine and my health;My peace, my strength, my joy, my crown,My glory and my wealth.Christ is my Shepherd and my Friend,My Saviour whom I love,My Head, my Hope, my Counsellor,My Advocate above.Christ Jesus is the heaven of heaven;My Christ what shall I call?Christ is the First, Christ is the Last,And Christ is all in all.108Jehovah is our strength

Lennox

New BHB #249

6.6.6.6.8.8.Jehovah is our strength,And He shall be our song;We shall o'ercome at length,Although our foes be strong:In vain then Satan doth oppose,For God is stronger than His foes.The Lord our refuge is,And ever will remain;Since He hath made us HisHe will our cause maintain:In vain our enemies oppose,For God is stronger than His foes.The Lord our portion is;What can we wish for more?As long as we are HisWe never can be poor:In vain do earth and hell oppose,For God is stronger than His foes.The Lord our Shepherd is;He knows our ev'ry need;And since we now are His,His care our souls will feed:In vain do sin and death opposeFor God is stronger than His foes.109Jesus is our Shepherd, wiping ev'ry tear

Goshen Kirkbradden

New BHB #257

11.11.11.11.Jesus is our Shepherd, wiping ev'ry tear,Folded in His bosom what have we to fear?Only let us follow whither He doth lead,To the thirsty desert, or the dewy mead.Jesus is our Shepherd, well we know His voice!How its gentlest whisper makes our hearts rejoice:Even when He chideth, tender is his tone;None but He shall guide us; we are His alone.Jesus is our Shepherd; for the sheep He bled;Ev'ry lamb is sprinkled with the blood He shed;Then on each He setteth His own secret sign.They that have My Spirit, these, saith He, are Mine.Jesus is our Shepherd; guarded by His arm,Though the wolves may ravin none can do us harm;If we tread death's valley, dark with fearful gloom,We shall fear no evil, victors o'er the tomb.Jesus is our Shepherd; with His goodness now,And His tender mercy, He doth us endow.Let us sing His praises with a gladsome heartTill in heaven we meet Him, nevermore to part.110Jesus Christ, Thou King of Glory

Star of Peace

New BHB #251

8.7.8.4.8.4.Jesus Christ, Thou King of Glory,Born a Saviour-Prince to be,While the angel-hosts adore Thee,We joy in Thee,Singing of Thy grace the story,Praise, praise to Thee.Thou the bands of death didst sever,Conflict Thine and victory;God is for us now and ever;We joy in Thee. We are Thine, Thine own for ever,Praise, praise to Thee.Thou the ransom price hast given,Setting thus the captive free;Thou art Lord of earth and heaven;We joy in Thee.Through Thy blood we stand forgiven,Praise, praise to Thee.Risen Lord! At Thy returningSweet and full our song shall be;Hasting to that blissful morningWe joy in Thee.Thou hast read our spirits' yearning,Praise, praise to Thee.111Jesus, in His heav'nly temple

Stuttgart

New BHB #253

8.7.8.7.Jesus, in His heav'nly temple,Sits with God upon the throne;Now no more to be forsaken,His humiliation gone.Never more shall God, Jehovah,Smite the Shepherd with the sword;Ne'er again shall cruel sinnersSet at nought our glorious Lord.Dwelling in eternal sunshineOf the countenance of God,Jesus fills all heav'n with incenseOf His reconciling blood.On His heart our names are graven;On His shoulders we are borne;Of our God beloved in JesusWe can love Him in return.112Jesus is coming! Sing the glad word!

Jesus is Coming

New BHB #256

P.M.Jesus is coming! Sing the glad word!Coming for those He redeemed by His blood,Coming to reign as the glorified Lord!Jesus is coming again!cJesus is coming, is coming again!Jesus is coming again!Shout the glad tidings o'er mountain and plain,Jesus is coming again!Jesus is coming! The dead shall arise,Loved ones shall meet in a joyful surprise,Caught up together to Him in the skies:Jesus is coming again!cJesus is coming, is coming again!Jesus is coming again!Shout the glad tidings o'er mountain and plain,Jesus is coming again!Jesus is coming! His saints to release;Coming to give to the warring earth peace;Sinning, and sighing, and sorrow, shall cease:Jesus is coming again!cJesus is coming, is coming again!Jesus is coming again!Shout the glad tidings o'er mountain and plain,Jesus is coming again!Jesus is coming! The promise is true;Who are the chosen, the faithful, the fewWaiting and watching, prepared for review?Jesus is coming again!cJesus is coming, is coming again!Jesus is coming again!Shout the glad tidings o'er mountain and plain,Jesus is coming again!113Jesus, Lord, I'm never weary

Balm

New BHB #260

8.7.8.7.4.7.Jesus, Lord, I'm never wearyLooking on Thy Cross and shame;Gazing there I seem so near Thee,Dear to me each throb of pain.Ever near Thee,Ling'ring here I would remain.Little cared I for the anguishOf Thy bitter, bitter cry;Left alone, Lord, there to languish,None to share Thy parting sigh.All forsaken!Left alone, O Lord, to die.Jesus, Saviour, I have found TheeAll my utmost need required;In Thyself, Lord, Thou hast found meAll Thy loving heart desired.I would praise TheeFrom my soul by love inspired.All my sins were laid upon Thee,All my guilt was on Thee laid,And the blood of Thine atonementAll my utmost debt has paid.Gracious Saviour,I believe, for Thou hast said.Thine almighty arms are round me,And my head is on Thy breast,For my weary soul has found TheeSuch a perfect, perfect rest.Gracious Saviour,Now I know that I am blest.114Jesus, Lord, we know Thee present

Deerhurst

New BHB #263

8.7.8.7.D.Jesus, Lord, we know Thee presentAt Thy table freshly spread,Seated at Thy priceless banquetWith Thy banner overhead.Precious moments at Thy tableFrom all fear and doubt set free;Here to rest, so sweetly able,Occupied alone with Thee.Here rejoicing in Thy nearness,Gladly by Thy Spirit led;Calmly in the blest remembranceOf Thy precious blood once shed.Lord, we take each simple tokenIn fond memory of Thee;Muse upon Thy body broken,And Thy blood shed on the tree.O what joy it is to see TheeIn these emblems gathered here!In the bread and wine of blessing,Bread to strengthen, wine to cheer.Lord, behold us met together,Members of our risen Head,Thus to take the cup of blessing,Thus to share the broken bread.Lord, we know how true Thy promiseTo be with us where we meet,When in Thy loved Name we gatherTo enjoy communion sweet.Dearer still that looked-for promiseTo each waiting, yearning heart,That we soon will be with Thee, LordAnd for ever where Thou art.115Jesus! Source of life eternal

Altenburg

New BHB #270

P.M.Jesus! Source of life eternal,Jesus! Author of our breathVictor o'er the hosts infernalBy defeat and shame and death.Thou through deepest tribulationDeigned to pass for our salvation:Thousand, thousand praises be,Lord of Glory, unto Thee.Thou, O Son of God, wert bearingCruel mockings, hatred, scorn;Thou, the King of Glory, wearing,For our sake, the crown of thorn;Dying, Thou didst us deliverFrom the chains of sin for ever:Thousand, thousand praises be,Precious Saviour, unto Thee.All the shame men heaped upon Thee,Thou didst patiently endure;Not the pains of death too bitterOur redemption to procure.Wondrous Thy humiliationTo accomplish our salvation:Thousand, thousand praises be,Precious Saviour, unto Thee.Heartfelt, praise and adoration,Saviour, thus to Thee we give;For Thy life humiliation,For Thy death, whereby we live.All the grief Thou wert enduring,All the bliss Thou wert securing:Evermore the theme shall beOf thanksgivings, Lord, to Thee.116Jesus! O Name of power divine

St. Bernard

C.M.Jesus! O Name of power divineTo all of heav'nly birth!Jesus! the never-failing mineOf richest, sweetest worth.Each bitter grief, each anxious care,O Lord, Thy goodness knows;My wounded spirit only there'Mid conflict finds repose.Here, love may meet a kindred heart,But not a heart like Thine;Lord, from Thy love I cannot part,Nor canst Thou part with mine.With Thee I cannot feel alone,I cannot be forgot;Though friends are changing one by one,Thou, Saviour, changest not!My future path, I know, may beA path of anxious care;But love has planned that path for me,That love in which I share.And is it not, O Lord, enoughThy perfect love to share,Till Thou shalt call Thy Bride above,To meet Thee in the air?It is enough; Thy tender smile,Till I behold Thee there,Shall cheer me through the little whileI'm waiting for Thee here.117Joy! joy! joy! there is joy in heav'n with angels

Joy

P.M.Joy! joy! joy! there is joy in heav'n with angels,Joy! joy! joy! for the prodigal's return;He has come, he has comeTo his Father's house at last;He was lost, he is found,And the night of gloom is past.Blessed hour of joy and communion sweet,For his heart is full and his love complete;His Father sees him and hastes to meet,And bids him welcome home.cJoy! joy! joy! there is joy in heaven with the angels;Joy! joy! joy! for the prodigal's return.Joy! joy! joy! in the courts of heav'n resounding;Joy! joy! joy! o'er the prodigal's return;Hark, the song! hark, the song!'Tis a joyful, joyful strain,Welcome home, welcome homeTo thy Father's house again.While his eye is dim with the falling tearsOf repented grief, over wasted yearsThe pard'ning voice of his Father cheers,And bids him welcome home.cJoy! joy! joy! there is joy in heaven with the angels;Joy! joy! joy! for the prodigal's return.Joy! joy! joy! in the radiant fields of glory,Joy! joy! joy! when wand'ring soul returns;Let us haste, let us hasteWhile the morning sun is bright;Jesus calls, Jesus calls,To a land of love and light:We will journey on till our pilgrim feetShall be found at last in the golden street:Our glorious Saviour will smile to greet,And bid us welcome home.cJoy! joy! joy! there is joy in heaven with the angels;Joy! joy! joy! for the prodigal's return.118Just as Thou art, how wondrous fair

L.M.Just as Thou art, how wondrous fair,Lord Jesus, all Thy members are:A life divine to them is given,A long inheritance in heaven.Just as I was I came to Thee,An heir of wrath and misery;Just as Thou art before the throne,I stand in righteousness Thine own.Just as Thou art, how wondrous free:Loosed by the sorrows of the tree:Saviour! the curse, the wrath were Thine,To give Thy saints this life divine.Just as Thou art, nor doubt, nor fearCan with Thy spotlessness appear;O timeless love! as Thee, I'm seenThe righteousness of God in Him.Just as Thou art, Thou Lamb divine!Life, light, and holiness are Thine:Thyself their endless source I see,And they, the life of God, in me.Just as Thou art, O blissful rayThat turned my darkness into day!That woke me from my death in sinTo know my perfectness in Him.O teach me, Lord, this grace to own,That self and sin no more are known:That love, Thy love, in wondrous right,Hath placed me in its spotless light.Soon, soon, 'mid joys on joys untold,Thou wilt this grace and love unfold,Till worlds on worlds adoring seeThe part Thy members have in Thee.119Jesus, Lover of my soul

Hollingside Aberystwyth

New BHB #264

7.7.7.7.D.Jesus, Lover of my soul,Let me to Thy bosom flyWhile the billows near me roll,While the tempest still is high:Hide me, O my Saviour, hideTill the storm of life is past;Safe into the haven guide,O receive my soul at last.Other refuge have I none;Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;Leave, ah! leave me not alone,Still support and comfort me.All my hope on Thee is stayed,All my help from Thee I bring;Cover my defenceless headWith the shadow of Thy wing.Plenteous grace with Thee is found,Grace to pardon 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 heartNow and to eternity.120Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness!

Old Hundred Whitburn

New BHB #271

L.M.Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness!Our beauty Thou, our glorious dress;'Midst flaming worlds, whilst thus arrayed,With joy shall we lift up our head.Bold shall we stand in that great day,For who aught to our charge shall lay?While by Thy blood absolved we areFrom sin's tremendous curse and fear.Thus Abraham, the friend of God,Thus all the saints redeemed by blood,Saviour of sinners Thee proclaim,And all their boast is in Thy Name.Till we behold Thee on Thy throne,In Thee we boast, in Thee alone;Our beauty this, our glorious dress,Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness.121Kept, safely kept;

Patience

New BHB #280

4.6.8.8.4.Kept, safely kept;My fears away are swept;In weakness to my God I cling,Though foes be strong I calmly sing,Kept, safely kept.Kept by His power,Whatever dangers lowerThe strength of God's almighty armDoth shield my soul from every harm,Kept by His power.Through simple faith,Believing what He saith,Unshaken on my God I lean,And realise His power unseen,But known to faith.Kept all the way,E'en to salvation's day,His mighty love ne'er cold shall wax,Nor shall His pow'rful grasp relax,Through all the way.122Lamb of God! our souls adore Thee

Deerhurst

New BHB #282

8.7.8.7.D.Lamb of God! our souls adore TheeWhile upon Thy face we gaze;There the Father's love and gloryShine in all their brightest rays.Thine almighty power and wisdomAll creation's works proclaim;Heaven and earth alike confess TheeAs the ever great I AM.Lamb of God! Thy Father's bosomEver was Thy dwelling-place;His delight, in Him rejoicing,One with Him in power and grace:O what wondrous love and mercy!Thou didst lay Thy glory byAnd for us didst come from heaven,As the Lamb of God, to die.Lamb of God! when we behold TheeLowly in the manger laid;Wand'ring as a homeless strangerIn the world Thy hands had made;When we see Thee in the gardenIn Thine agony of blood;At Thy grace we are confounded,Holy, spotless Lamb of God.When we see Thee, as the Victim,Bound to the accursed tree,For our guilt and folly stricken,All our judgment borne by Thee.Lord, we own, with hearts adoring,Thou hast loved us unto blood;Glory, glory everlastingBe to Thee, Thou Lamb of God!
OPTIONAL: Verse 1 of Hymn #123Lamb of God! Thou now art seatedHigh upon Thy Father's throne;All Thy gracious work completed,All Thy mighty vict'ry won.Every knee in heaven is bendingTo the Lamb for sinners slain;Every voice and harp is swelling,Worthy is the Lamb to reign.123Lamb of God! Thou now art seated

Sydney

8.7.8.7.D.Lamb of God! Thou now art seatedHigh upon Thy Father's throne;All Thy gracious work completed,All Thy mighty vict'ry won.Every knee in heaven is bendingTo the Lamb for sinners slain;Every voice and harp is swelling,Worthy is the Lamb to reign.Lord, in all Thy pow'r and glory,Still Thy thoughts and eyes are here,Watching o'er Thy ransomed peopleTo Thy gracious heart so dear.Thou for us art interceding,Everlasting is Thy love;And a blessed rest preparingIn the Father's house above.Lamb of God! Thou soon in gloryWilt to this sad earth return;All Thy foes shall quake before Thee,All that now despise Thee mourn;Then Thy saints all gathered to TheeWith Thee in Thy kingdom reign;Thine the praise, and Thine the gloryLamb of God, for sinners slain.124Let us love and sing and wonder!

Oberlin

New BHB #283

8.7.8.7.7.7.Let us love and sing and wonder!Let us praise the Saviour's Name!He has hushed the law's loud thunder,He has quenched mount Sinai's flame;He has washed us in His blood,He has brought us nigh to God.Let us love the Lord that bought us,Pitied us when wand'ring far;Called us by His grace, and taught usWhere our joys and blessings are;He has washed us in His blood,He presents our souls to God.Let us sing, though fierce temptationThreaten hard to bear us down;For the Lord, our strong salvation,Holds in view the conq'ror's crown;He who washed us in His blood,Has secured our way to God.Let us wonder; grace and justiceJoin, and point to mercy's store;When through grace in Christ our trust isJustice smiles, and asks no more;He who washed us in His bloodSoon will bring us home to God.125Let us rejoice in Christ the Lord

Jackson

New BHB #284

C.M.Let us rejoice in Christ the LordWho claims us for His own;The hope established on His WordCan ne'er be overthrown.Though many foes beset us round,And feeble is our arm,Our life is hid with Christ in GodBeyond the reach of harm.Weak as we are, we shall not faintOr fainting, cannot fail;Jesus, the strength of every saint,For ever must prevail.Though now He's unperceived by senseFaith sees Him always near;Our guide, our glory, our defence.To save from every fear.As surely as He overcameAnd conquered death and sin,So surely those that trust His NameWill all His triumph win.126Lord, accept our feeble song;

Innocents

7.7.7.7.Lord, accept our feeble song;Power and praise to Thee belong;We would all Thy grace record,Holy, holy, holy Lord.Rich in glory, Thou didst stoop,Thence is all Thy people's hope;Thou wast poor, that we might beRich in glory, Lord, with Thee.When we think of love like this,Joy and shame our hearts possess;Joy, that Thou couldst pity thus;Shame for such returns from us.Yet we soon the day shall seeWhen we shall from sin be free;When, to Thee in glory brought,We shall serve Thee as we ought.127Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious;

Regent Square

New BHB #288

8.7.8.7.4.7.Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious;See the Man of Sorrows now;From the fight returned victorious,Every knee to Him shall bow:Crown Him! crown Him!Crowns become the Victor's brow. Crown the Saviour, angels crown Him;Rich the trophies Jesus brings;In the seat of power enthrone Him,While the vault of heaven rings;Crown Him! crown Him!Crown the Saviour, King of kings.Sinners in derision crowned Him,Mocking thus the Saviour's claim:Saints and angels crowd around Him,Own His title, praise His Name:Crown Him! crown Him!Spread abroad the Victor's fame.Hark, those bursts of acclamation!Hark! those loud triumphant chords.Jesus takes the highest station;O what joy the sight affords!Crown Him! crown Him!King of kings, and Lord of lords.128Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee?

St. Magnus

New BHB #294

C.M.Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee?O height, O depth of love!Once slain for us upon the tree,We're one with Thee above.Our sins, our guilt, in love divine,Confessed and borne by Thee;The gall, the curse, the wrath were Thine,To set Thy members free.Ascended now in glory bright,Still one with us Thou art;Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor heightThy saints and Thee can part!O teach us, Lord, to know and ownThis wondrous mystery,That Thou with us art truly one,And we are one with Thee.Soon, soon shall come that glorious day,When, seated on Thy throne,Thou shalt to wond'ring worlds displayThat Thou with us art one.129Lord Jesus Christ we seek Thy face

Retreat

New BHB #295

L.M.Lord Jesus Christ we seek Thy face,Within the veil we bow the knee;O let Thy glory fill the place,And bless us while we wait on Thee.We thank Thee for the precious bloodThat purged our sins and brought us nigh,All cleansed and sanctified, to God,Thy holy Name to magnify.Shut in with Thee, far, far aboveThe restless world that wars below,We seek to learn and prove Thy love,Thy wisdom and Thy grace to know.The brow that once with thorns was bound,Thy hands, Thy side, we fain would see;Draw near, Lord Jesus, glory-crowned,And bless us while we wait on Thee.130Lord Jesus, come!

New BHB #296

4.6.8.8.4.Lord Jesus, come!Nor let us longer roamAfar from Thee, and that bright placeWhere we shall see Thee face to face.Lord Jesus, come!Lord Jesus, come!Thine absence here we mourn;No joy we know apart from Thee,No sorrow in Thy presence see.Come, Saviour, come!Lord Jesus, come!And claim us as Thine own;Our weary feet would wander o'erThis dark and sinful world no more.Come, Saviour, come!Lord Jesus, come!And take Thy people home;That all Thy flock, so scattered here,With Thee in glory may appear.Lord Jesus, come!131Lord Jesus, Friend unfailing!

Munich

New BHB #297

7.6.7.6.D.Lord Jesus, Friend unfailing!How dear Thou art to me!Are cares or fears assailing?I find my strength in Thee:Why should my feet grow wearyOf this my pilgrim way?Rough though the path and dreary,It ends in perfect day.Nought, nought I count as pleasure,Compared, O Christ, with Thee;Thy sorrow without measureEarned peace and joy for me.I love to own, Lord Jesus,Thy claims o'er me divine;Bought with Thy blood most preciousWhose can I be but Thine?What fills my heart with gladness?'Tis Thy abounding grace!Where can I look in sadness,But, Saviour, on Thy face?My all is Thy providing,Thy love can ne'er grow cold;In Thee, my refuge, hiding,No good wilt Thou withhold.Why should I droop in sorrow?Thou'rt ever by my side!Why, trembling, dread the morrow?What ill can e'er betide?If I my cross have taken,'Tis but to follow Thee;If scorned, despised, forsaken,Nought severs Thee from me.O worldly pomp and glory,Your charms are spread in vain;I've heard a sweeter story,I've found a truer gain.Where Christ a place preparethThere is my loved abode,There shall I gaze on Jesus,There shall I dwell with God.From every tribulation,From every sore distress,In Christ I've full salvation,Sure help and quiet rest:No fear of foes prevailing,I triumph, Lord, in Thee!Lord Jesus, Friend unfailing!How dear Thou art to me.132Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing

Dismission

8.7.8.7.8.7.Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessingFill our hearts with joy and peace;Let us each, Thy love possessing,Triumph in redeeming grace;O refresh us, O refresh usTrav'lling through this wilderness.Thanks we give and adorationFor Thy gospel's joyful sound;May the fruits of Thy salvationIn our hearts and lives abound;Ever faithful, Ever faithfulTo the truth may we be found.So, when'er the signal's givenUs from earth to call away,Upward borne by Thee to heaven,Glad the summons to obey,We shall ever, We shall everReign with Thee in endless day.133Lord Jesus, my Saviour!

Appin

New BHB #301

P.M.Lord Jesus, my Saviour!How vast Thy love to me!I'll bathe in its full oceanTo all eternity;And wending on to gloryThis all my song shall be,I am a feeble sinner,But Jesus died for me.O Calvary! O Calvary!The thorn-crown and the spear,'Tis here Thy love, Lord Jesus,Thy flowing wounds appear.O depths of grace and mercy!To those dear wounds I flee;I am a feeble sinner,But Jesus died for me.Adore Him! Adore Him!The glorious work is done;The Father will not punish me,'Twas laid upon His Son.'Tis finished, cried His suff'ring soul,And I my title see;I am a feeble sinner,But Jesus died for me.In glory, in glory,For ever with the Lord,I'll tune my harp, and with the saintsI'll sing with sweet accord;And as I strike the golden stringsThis all my song shall be,I was a feeble sinner,But Jesus died for me.134Lord Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine

Jesus, I love Thee

New BHB #299

11.11.11.11.Lord Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine,My rock and my fortress, my Surety divine;My gracious Redeemer, my song shall be now,'Tis Thou who art worthy, Lord Jesus, 'tis Thou!I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me,And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree;I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;'Tis Thou who art worthy, Lord Jesus, 'tis Thou!I would love Thee in life, I would love Thee in death,And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath,And sing, should the death-dew lie cold on my brow,'Tis Thou who art worthy, Lord Jesus, 'tis Thou!And when the bright morn of Thy glory shall come,And the children ascend to the Father's glad home,I'll shout, with Thy likeness impressed on my brow,'Tis Thou who art worthy, Lord Jesus, 'tis Thou!135Lord Jesus, in Thy Name alone

Eaton

New BHB #300

8.8.8.8.8.8.Lord Jesus, in Thy Name aloneWe soon shall meet around the throne;With this sole claim, on this sole ground,Thy table here we now surround;What can we mention to our GodExcept Thine own most precious blood?O Jesus, Lord! there is, indeedEnough in Thee to meet our need,Enough in Thee to make us glad!Why should Thy ransomed ones be sad?This hope have we before our God,Salvation through Thy precious blood.What joy it is to walk with Thee!But O what joy Thy face to see!And when our bliss is all complete,We still shall worship at Thy feet,And mention nothing to our GodBut that same ever precious blood.136Lord Jesus, let Thy favour rest

Farrant Holy Trinity

C.M.Lord Jesus, let Thy favour restUpon this bond of love;May it be bound in heaven, and blestWith blessing from above.Thy ways, Thou heavenly Bridegroom, beThe pattern for this pair;Their constant springs be found in Thee,Their life Thy love declare.As fellow-heirs of life in Thee,May they together dwell;Their mutual faith and love still beA sweet refreshing well.And when the day of light shall shine,Their work approvèd be;Thou then with joy wilt own as Thine,Whate'er was done to Thee.137Lord Jesus Christ, the thought of Thee

St. Agnes, Durham

New BHB #273

C.M.Lord Jesus Christ, the thought of TheeWith sweetness fills my breast;But sweeter far Thy face to see,And in Thy presence rest.Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,Nor can the mem'ry findA sweeter sound than Thy blest Name,O Saviour of mankind.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.But what to those who find? Ah, thisNor tongue, nor pen can show;The love of Jesus! what it isNone but His loved ones know.Saviour, our only joy be ThouAs Thou our crown wilt be;Be Thou, O Lord, our glory now.And through eternity.138Lord Jesus, Thine;

Patience

New BHB #302

4.6.8.8.4.Lord Jesus, Thine;No more this heart of mineShall seek its joy apart from Thee;The world is crucified to me,And I am Thine.Thine, Thine alone,My joy, my hope, my crown;Now earthly things may fade and die,They charm my soul no more for IAm Thine alone.Thine, ever Thine,For ever to reclineOn love eternal, fixed and sure;Yes, I am Thine for evermore,Lord Jesus, Thine.Then let me live,Continual praise to giveTo Thy dear Name, my precious Lord;Henceforth alone, beloved, adored,To Thee I'd live.Till Thou shalt comeAnd bear me to Thy home,For ever freed from earthly care,Eternally Thy love to share:Lord Jesus, come!139Lord! to Thee my heart ascending

Sychar

New BHB #309

8.7.8.7.3.Lord! to Thee my heart ascendingFor Thy mercy full and free,Thankful sings for grace transcending,Grace vouchsafed to sinful me,Even me.[Even me. Grace vouchsafed to sinful me.]Holy Father! who with yearningOf eternal love didst seeHatred in my bosom burning,Thou didst give Thy Son for me,Even me.[Even me. Thou didst give Thy Son for me.]Precious Saviour! great Redeemer!Praise, eternal praise to Thee;Though so long a wand'ring sinnerThou hast kindly welcomed me,Even me.[Even me. Thou hast kindly welcomed me.]But I'm lost in joyful wond'ring,And I say, O can it beThat there will be no more sund'ring'Twixt my blessed Lord and me?Even me.[Even me. 'Twixt my blessed Lord and me.]Can it be that I, an alien,Now a child shall ever be?Can it be that, all forgiven,Glory is prepared for me?Even me.[Even me. Glory is prepared for me.]Yes! for Jesus liveth ever,And His blood hath made me free;From His love no foe can sever,For He gave Himself for me,Even me.[Even me. For He gave Himself for me.]Lord! I thank Thee for salvation,Grace so mighty and so free;Take my all in consecration,Glorify Thyself in me,Even me.[Even me. Glorify Thyself in me.]140Lord Jesus, Thou who only art

Giessen

New BHB #304

8.8.8.8.8.8.Lord Jesus, Thou who only artThe endless source of purest joy,O come and fill this longing heart;May nought but Thee my thoughts employTeach me on Thee to fix my eye,For none but Thee can satisfy.The joys of earth can never fillThe heart that's tasted of Thy love;No portion would I seek untilI reign with Thee, my Lord above,When I shall gaze upon Thy face,And know more fully all Thy grace.When from Thy radiant throne on highThou didst my fall and ruin see,Thou cam'st on earth for me to dieThat I might share that throne with Thee.Loved with an everlasting love,My hopes, my joys are all above.O what is all that earth can give?I'm called to share in God's own joy;Dead to the world, in Thee I live,In Thee I've bliss without alloy:Well may I earthly joys resign;All things are mine, and I am Thine!Till Thou shalt come to take me homeBe this my one ambition, Lord,Self, sin, the world, to overcome,Fast clinging to Thy faithful Word;More of Thyself each day to know,And more into Thine image grow.141Lord Jesus, Thy great love to me

Giessen

8.8.8.8.8.8.Lord Jesus, Thy great love to meNo thought can reach, no tongue declare:O bend my wayward heart to TheeAnd reign without a rival there;Thine, wholly Thine, alone I'd live,Myself to Thee entirely give.O Lord, how gracious is Thy way,All fear before Thy presence flies;Care, anguish, sorrow pass awayWhere'er Thy healing beams arise;Lord Jesus, nothing may I see,Nothing desire apart from Thee.In suff'ring be Thy love my peace,In weakness be Thine arm my strength;And when the storms of life shall ceaseAnd Thou from heaven wilt come at length,Lord Jesus, then this heart shall beFor ever satisfied with Thee.142Lord Jesus, to tell of Thy love

David

New BHB #305

8.8.8.8.Lord Jesus, to tell of Thy loveOur souls shall for ever delight,And join with the blessed aboveIn praises by day and by night.Wherever we follow Thee, Lord,Admiring, adoring, we seeThat love which was stronger than deathFlow out without limit, and free.Descending from glory on high,With men Thy delight was to dwell;Contented, our Surety to die,By dying to save us from hell.Enduring the grief and the shame,And bearing our sins on the Cross,O who would not boast of Thy love,And count the world's glory but dross.143Lord, we are Thine: our God Thou art

Hour of Prayer

New BHB #310

L.M.D.Lord, we are Thine: our God Thou art,Fashioned and made we are by Thee;These curious frames! in every partThy wisdom, power, and love we see;Each breath we draw, each pulse that beats,Each organ formed by skill divine,Each precious sense aloud repeatsGreat God, that we are only Thine.Lord, we are Thine: in Thee we live,Supported by Thy tender care;Thou dost each hourly mercy give;Thine earth we tread, we breathe Thine air;Raiment and food Thou dost supply;Thy sun's bright rays around us shine:Guarded by Thine all-seeing eye,We own that we are only Thine.Lord, we are Thine: bought by Thy blood:Once the poor guilty slaves of sin;Thou didst redeem us to our God,And made Thy Spirit dwell within.Thou hast our sinful wand'rings borneWith love and patience all divine:As brands, then, from the burning tornWe own that we are only Thine.Lord, we are Thine: Thy claims we own,Ourselves to Thee we humbly give;Reign Thou within our hearts alone,And make us to Thy glory live.Here let us each Thy mind display,In all Thy brilliant virtues shine;And haste that long-expected dayWhen Thou shalt own that we are Thine.144Lord Jesus we believing

Aurelia

7.6.7.6.D.Lord Jesus we believingIn Thee have peace with God,Eternal life receiving,The purchase of Thy blood.Our curse and condemnationThou bearest in our stead;Secure is our salvationIn Thee, our risen Head.The Holy Ghost revealingThy grace hath given us rest;Thy stripes have given us healing,Thy love doth make us blest.In Thee the Father sees usAccepted and complete;Thy blood, from sin which frees us,For glory makes us meet.145May the grace of Christ our Saviour

Sharon

8.7.8.7.May the grace of Christ our Saviour,And the Father's boundless love,With the Holy Spirit's favour,Rest upon us from above.Thus may we abide in unionWith each other and the Lord,And possess, in sweet communion,Joys which earth can ne'er afford.146Lord Jesus, who didst once appear

St. Bernard

C.M.Lord Jesus, who didst once appearTo grace a marriage feast,We now beseech Thy presence hereTo make this wedding blest.With grace the bride and bridegroom speed;Thy love their pattern be;May heart with heart be true indeed,As knit, O Lord, in Thee.With gifts of grace their hearts endowof all rich dowries best;Their substance bless, and peace bestow,To sweeten all the rest.In purest love their souls uniteThat they with Christ-like careMay make each other's burdens lightBy taking mutual share.And looking to their heavenly homeO may they dwell each dayAs heirs of life till Thou shalt comeTo take Thy bride away.147Man of Sorrows! what a name

Marah

New BHB #323

7.7.7.8.Man of Sorrows! what a nameFor the Son of God, who cameRuined sinners to reclaim!Hallelujah! what a Saviour!Bearing shame and scoffing rudeIn my place condemned He stood;Sealed my pardon with His blood:Hallelujah! what a Saviour!Guilty, vile, and helpless, we;Spotless Lamb of God was He:Full atonement, can it be?Hallelujah! what a Saviour!Lifted up was He to die,It is finished, was His cry;Now in heaven exalted high:Hallelujah! what a Saviour!When He comes, our glorious King,All His ransomed home to bring,Then anew this song we'll sing:Hallelujah! what a Saviour!148Lord, we would ne'er forget Thy love

Soldau

New BHB #313

L.M.Lord, we would ne'er forget Thy love,Who hast redeemed us by Thy blood;And now, as our High Priest above.Dost intercede for us with God.Lord, we would not forget the pain,The blood-like sweat, the shameful tree,The wrath Thy soul did once sustainFrom sin and death to set us free.We would remember we are oneWith every saint that loves Thy Name;United to Thee on the throne,Our life, our hope, our Lord the same.Here, in the broken bread and wine,We hear Thee say, Remember Me!I gave My life to ransom thine,I bore the wrath to set thee free.Lord, we are Thine, we praise Thy love,One with Thy saints, all one in Thee;We would, until we meet above,In all our ways remember Thee.149Meeting in the Saviour's Name

New BHB #327

7.7.7.7.7.7.Meeting in the Saviour's Name,Breaking bread by His command,To the world we thus proclaimOn what ground we hope to stand,When the Lord shall come with clouds,Joined by heaven's exulting crowds.From the Cross our hope we draw'Tis the sinner's sure resource;Jesus magnified the law,Jesus bore its awful curse;What a joyful truth is this!O how full of hope it is!Jesus died, and then arose;Yes, He rose, He lives to reign;He will vanquish all His foesWhen to earth He comes again;His the triumph and the crown,His the glory and renown.Sing we, then, of Him who died,Sing of Him who rose again;By His blood we're justified,And with Him we hope to reign:Yes, we look to see our Lord,And to share His bright reward.150Mid the splendours of the glory

Splendours

New BHB #329

8.7.8.7.4.7.Mid the splendours of the gloryWhich we hope ere long to share,Christ, our Head, and we, His members,Shall appear divinely fair;O how glorious!When we meet Him in the air.From the dateless, timeless periods,He has loved us without cause;And for all His blood-bought myriads,His is love that knows no pause;Matchless Lover!Changeless as th' eternal laws.O what gifts shall yet be granted,Palms and crowns, and robes of white,When the hope for which we pantedBursts upon our gladdened sight,And our SaviourMakes us glorious through His might.Bright the prospect soon that greets usOf that longed-for nuptial day,When our heavenly Bridegroom meets usOn His kingly, conquering way;In the glory,Bride and Bridegroom reign for aye.151My days are gliding swiftly by

I've Found a Friend

8.7.8.7.D.My days are gliding swiftly by,And I, a pilgrim stranger,Would not detain them as they fly,These hours of toil and danger.cFor O we stand on Jordan's strand,Our friends are passing over,And just before, the shining shoreWe may almost discover.We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear,Our distant home discerning;Our absent Lord has left us word,Let every lamp be burning.cFor O we stand on Jordan's strand,Our friends are passing over,And just before, the shining shoreWe may almost discover.Should coming days be cold and dark,We need not cease our singing;That perfect rest nought can molest,Where golden harps are ringing.cFor O we stand on Jordan's strand,Our friends are passing over,And just before, the shining shoreWe may almost discover.Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,Each cord on earth to sever;Our Lord says, Come, and there's our homeFor ever and for ever!cFor O we stand on Jordan's strand,Our friends are passing over,And just before, the shining shoreWe may almost discover.152My chains are snapt, the bonds of sin are broken

Palm

New BHB #336

11.4.11.4.My chains are snapt, the bonds of sin are broken,And I am free;O let the triumphs of His grace be spoken,Who died for me.O death! O grave! I do not dread your power,The ransom's paid;On Jesus, in that dark and dreadful hour,My guilt was laid.Yes, Jesus bore it, bore, in love unbounded,What none can know;He passed through death and gloriously confoundedOur every foe.And now He's risen, proclaim the joyful story,The Lord's on high;And we in Him are raised to endless glory,And ne'er can die.We wait to see the Morning Star appearingIn glory bright;This blessed hope illumes, with beams most cheering,The hours of night.153My God, I am Thine;

Thine the Glory

New BHB #339

P.M.My God, I am Thine;What a comfort divine!What a blessing to knowThat Jesus is mine!cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.In the heavenly LambThrice happy I am,And my heart doth rejoiceAt the sound of His Name.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.My Saviour to know,And feel His love flow,'Tis life everlasting,'Tis heaven below.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.Yet onward I hasteTo the heavenly feast;That, that is the fullness,But this is the taste.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.And this I shall prove,Till with joy I removeTo the heaven of heavens,In Jesus' own love.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.154My God! what cords of love are Thine

Belmont

New BHB #342

C.M.My God! what cords of love are Thine,How gentle, yet how strong!Thy truth and grace their power combineTo draw our souls along. The guilt of twice ten thousand sinsOne moment takes away;And when the fight of faith beginsOur strength is as our day.Comfort, through all this vale of tears,In blest profusion flows;And glory of unnumbered yearsEternity bestows.Drawn by such cords we'll onward moveTill round the throne we meet,And, captives in the chain of love,Embrace our Saviour's feet.155Midst the darkness, storm and sorrow

Hold the Fort

New BHB #331

8.5.8.5.DMidst the darkness, storm and sorrow,One bright gleam I see;Well I know the blessed morrowChrist will come for me.'Midst the light, and peace, and gloryOf the Father's homeChrist for me is waiting, watching,Waiting till I come.Long the blessed Guide has led meBy the desert road;Now I see the golden towers,City of my God.There, amidst the love and glory,He is waiting yet;On His hand a name is gravenHe can ne'er forget.There, amidst the songs of heaven,Sweeter to His earIs the footfall through the desertEver drawing near.There, made ready are the mansionsGlorious, bright and fair;But the Bride the Father gave HimStill is wanting there.Who is this who comes to meet meOn the desert way,As the Morning Star foretellingGod's unclouded day?He it is who came to win meOn the Cross of shame;In His glory well I know HimEvermore the same.O the blessed joy of meetingAll the desert past!O the wondrous words of greetingHe shall speak at last!He and I together ent'ringThose bright courts above;He and I together sharingAll the Father's love.Where no shade nor stain can enter,Nor the gold be dim;In that holiness unsulliedI shall walk with Him.Meet companion, then, for Jesus,From Him, for Him made;Glory of God's grace for everThere in me displayed.He, who in the hour of sorrowBore the curse alone;I, who through the lonely desertTrod where He had gone.He and I in that bright gloryOne deep joy shall share;Mine to be forever with Him,His, that I am there.156My Shepherd is the Lamb

Zurich

New BHB #351

S.M.My Shepherd is the Lamb,The living Lord who died;With all things good I ever amBy Him in love supplied.He richly feeds my soulWith blessings from above,And leads me where the rivers rollOf everlasting love.His love so full, so free!Anoints my head with oil;Goodness and mercy follow me,Fruit of His grief and toil.When faith and hope shall cease,And love abides alone,I then shall see Him face to face,And know as I am known.157My God, I have found

Thine the Glory

New BHB #340

P.M.My God, I have foundThe thrice blessed ground,Where life, and where joy,And true comfort abound.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.'Tis found in the bloodOf Him who once stoodMy refuge and safety,My surety with God.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.He bore on the treeThe sentence for me,And now both the suretyAnd sinner are free.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.Accepted I amIn the once-offered Lamb;It was God who HimselfHad devised the plan.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.And though here below,'Mid sorrow and woe,My place is in heavenWith Jesus, I know.cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! Thine the glory.Revive us again.And this I shall find,For such is His mind,“He'll not be in gloryAnd leave me behind.”cHallelujah! Thine the glory.Hallelujah! Amen.Hallelujah! soon the glory.Come, Saviour, again!158The Solid Rock

Eaton

New BHB #346

8.8.8.8.8.8.My hope is built on nothing lessThan 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.When darkness seems to veil His faceI rest on His unchanging grace;In every high and stormy galeMy anchor holds within the veil.On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;All other ground is sinking sand.His oath, His covenant and blood,Support me in the whelming flood;When all around my soul gives wayHe then is all my hope and stay.On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;All other ground is sinking sand.159My Redeemer! O what beauties

Regent Square

New BHB #348

8.7.8.7.4.7.My Redeemer! O what beautiesIn that lovely Name appear;None but Jesus, in His glories,Shall the honoured title wear.My Redeemer!Thou hast my salvation wrought.Sunk in ruin, sin, and misery,Bound by Satan's captive chain,Guided by his artful treachery,Hurrying on to endless pain;My RedeemerPlucked me as a brand from hell.Mine by covenant, mine for ever,Mine by oath, and mine by blood,Mine—nor time the bond shall sever,Mine as an unchanging God.My Redeemer!Oh how sweet to call Thee mine!When in heaven I see Thy glory,When before Thy throne I bow,Perfected I shall be like Thee,Fully Thy redemption know.My RedeemerThen shall hear me shout His praise.160My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here

Judah

New BHB #349

11.11.11.11.My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here,Then why should I murmur when trials are near?Be hushed my sad spirit, the worst that can comeBut shortens the journey and hastens me home.It is not for me to be seeking my bliss,And building my hopes in a region like this;I look for a city which hands have not piled;I pant for a country by sin undefiled.The winds of affliction around me may blow,And dash my lone barque as I'm sailing below;I smile at the storm as I lean on His breast,And soon I shall land in the haven of rest.Let trial and danger my progress oppose,They only make heaven more sweet at the close;Come joy or come sorrow, whate'er may befall,A home with my God will make up for it all.With Christ in my heart, and His Word in my hand,I travel in haste through an enemy's land;The road may be rough, but it cannot be long,So I journey on singing the conqueror's song.161My Saviour, whom absent, I love

David

8.8.8.8.My Saviour, whom absent, I love,Whom, not having seen, I adore;Whose Name is exalted aboveAll glory, dominion, and power.Dissolve Thou the bonds that detainMy soul from her portion in Thee;Ah! strike off the adamant chainAnd make me eternally free.When that happy era begins,When arrayed in Thy glories I shine,Nor grieve any more by my sinsThe bosom on which I recline.O then shall the veil be removedAnd round me Thy brightness be poured!I shall meet Him whom absent I loved,I shall see whom unseen I adored.And then, nevermore shall the fears,The trials, temptations, and foes,Which darken the valley of tears,Intrude on my blissful repose.Or, if yet remembered above,Remembrance no sadness shall raise;They'll be but new signs of Thy love,New themes for my wonder and praise.Thus the stroke which from sin and from painShall eternally set me free,Will but strengthen and rivet the chainWhich binds me, my Saviour, to Thee.162No condemnation! O my soul

Farrant

New BHB #359

C.M.No condemnation! O my soul'Tis God that speaks the word;Perfect in comeliness art thouIn Christ thy glorious Lord.In heaven His blood for ever speaksIn God the Father's ear;His saints as jewels on His heartJesus doth ever bear.No condemnation! precious word!Consider it, my soul;Thy sins were all on Jesus laid,His stripes have made thee whole.Teach us, O God, to fix our eyesOn Christ, the spotless Lamb;So shall we love Thy gracious willAnd glorify Thy Name.163My tongue shall spread the Saviour's fame

Emmanuel

C.M.My tongue shall spread the Saviour's fameWhose grace I daily prove;For since my soul has known His NameHis banner has been—Love.When walking in the paths of sin.I far from Him would rove,By sweet constraint He drew me in,And waved His banner—Love.He spread the banquet, made me eat,Bade all my fears remove;Yea, o'er my guilty, rebel headHe placed His banner—Love.When, weary of His rich repastI've sought, alas! to rove,He has recalled His faithless guestAnd showed His banner—Love.In every conflict I sustainMy enemies shall proveThrough Him the vict'ry I obtain,Beneath His banner—Love.And when He calls me home ere longTo feast with Him above,Through all eternity my songShall be—His changeless Love.164My soul amid this stormy world

Farrant

New BHB #353

C.M.My soul amid this stormy world,Is like some fluttered dove,And fain would be as swift of wingAnd flee to Him I love.The cords that bound my heart to earthAre loosed by Jesus' hand;Before His Cross I now am leftA stranger in the land.That visage marred, those sorrows deep,The thorns, the scourge, the gall,These were the golden chains of loveHis captive to enthral.Fain would I, Saviour, know Thy love,Which yet no measure knows!Would search the depths of all Thy woundsThe secret of Thy woes.Fain would I strike the golden harpAnd wear the promised crown;And at Thy feet, while bending low,Would sing what grace has done.165My God, my Father, while I stray

Troyte's Chant

New BHB #341

8.8.8.4.My God, my Father, while I strayFar from my home in life's rough way,O teach me from my heart to say,Thy will be done.c[** McGranahan tune only: repeat last two lines **]“Thy will be done!”“Thy will be done!”Oh, teach me from my heart to say,“Thy will be done!”If dark my path and hard my lot,May I be still and murmur not;But breathe the prayer divinely taught,Thy will be done.c[** McGranahan tune only **]“Thy will be done!”“Thy will be done!”But breathe the prayer divinely taught -“Thy will be done!”If Thou shouldst call me to resignWhat most I prize—it ne'er was mine,I only yield Thee what is Thine:Thy will be done.c[** McGranahan tune only **]“Thy will be done!”“Thy will be done!”I only yield Thee what is Thine:“Thy will be done!”Should pining sickness waste awayMy life in premature decay,My Father! help me still to say,Thy will be done.c[** McGranahan tune only **]“Thy will be done!”“Thy will be done!”My Father! help me still to say,“Thy will be done!”Control my will from day to day,Blend it with Thine, and take awayAll that now makes it hard to say,Thy will be done.c[** McGranahan tune only **]“Thy will be done!”“Thy will be done!”All that now makes it hard to say,“Thy will be done!”And when on earth I breathe no moreThe prayer oft mixed with tears before,I'll sing on heaven's blissful shore,Thy will be done.c[** McGranahan tune only **]“Thy will be done!”“Thy will be done!”I'll sing on heaven's blissful shore,“Thy will be done!”166My sins were laid on Jesus

Golden City Missionary

New BHB #212

7.6.7.6.D.My sins were laid on JesusThe spotless Lamb of God;He bore them all and freed meFrom the accurséd load.My guilt was borne by Jesus;He cleansed the crimson stainsIn his own blood most precious,And not a spot remains.I tell my wants to Jesus,All fullness dwells in Him;He healeth 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.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 breezesHis Name is spread abroad.I long to be like Jesus,Meek, lowly, loving, mild;I long to be like Jesus,The Father's holy child.I long to be with JesusAmid the heavenly throng,To sing with saints His praises,The everlasting song.167No bone of Thee was broken

Munich

New BHB #358

7.6.7.6.D.No bone of Thee was brokenThou spotless, paschal Lamb!Of life and peace a tokenTo us who know Thy Name;The Head, for all the members,The curse, the vengeance bore,And God, our God, remembersHis people's sins no more.We, Thy redeemed, are reapingWhat Thou didst sow in tears;This feast which we are keepingThy Name to us endears;It tells of justice hidingThe face of God from Thee;Proud men around deridingThy sorrows on the tree.Thy death of shame and sorrowWas like unto Thy birth,Which would no glory borrow,No majesty from earth.Thy pilgrims, we are hastingTo our eternal home,Its joy already tastingOf vict'ry o'er the tomb.Thy life and death reviewing,We tread the narrow way;Our homeward path pursuing,We watch the dawn of day.We eat and drink with gladnessThe symbol bread and wine,And sing with sweetest sadnessOur song of love divine.168Now I have found a Friend

Worship

New BHB #372

6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.Now I have found a Friend,Jesus is mine;His love shall never end,Jesus is mine;Though earthly joys decrease,Though human friendships cease,Now I have lasting peace,Jesus is mine.Though I grow poor and old,Jesus is mine;He will my faith uphold,Jesus is mine;He will my wants supply,His precious blood is nigh,Nought can my hope destroy,Jesus is mine.Farewell, mortality!Jesus is mine;Welcome, eternity!Jesus is mine.He my redemption is,Wisdom and righteousness,Life, light, and holiness,Jesus is mine.Father! Thy Name I bless,Jesus is mine;Thine was the sovereign grace,Praise shall be Thine;Spirit of holiness,Sealing the Father's grace,He made my soul embraceJesus as mine.169Now, in a song of grateful praise

Ernan

New BHB #373

L.M.Now, in a song of grateful praise,To Christ my Lord my voice I'll raise;With all His saints I'll join to tell,My Jesus has done all things well.All worlds His glorious power confessHis wisdom all His works express;But O, His love what tongue can tell?My Jesus has done all things well.How sovereign, wonderful and freeHas been His love to sinful me!He plucked me from the jaws of hell;My Jesus has done all things well.I spurned His grace, I broke His laws,And yet He undertook my cause,To save me, though I did rebel;My Jesus has done all things well.Though many a fiery, flaming dartThe tempter levels at my heart,With this I all his rage repel;My Jesus has done all things well.And when to that bright world I rise,And join the anthems in the skies,Above the rest this note shall swell,My Jesus has done all things well.170Not all the blood of beasts

Boylston

New BHB #368

S.M.Not all the blood of beastsOn Jewish altars slain,Could give the guilty conscience peace,Or wash away one stain.But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,Took all our sins away,A sacrifice of nobler nameAnd richer blood than they.By faith we lay our handOn that dear head of Thine;With broken, contrite hearts we stand,And there confess our sin.We now look back to seeThe burden Thou didst bear,When hanging on the accursed tree,And know our guilt was there.Believing, we rejoiceTo see the curse remove;We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,And sing His endless love.171No blood, no altar now

Kelso

New BHB #357

P.M.No blood, no altar now,The sacrifice is o'er;No flame, no smoke ascends on high,The lamb is slain no more;But richer blood has flowed from nobler veinsTo purge the soul from guilt, and cleanse the reddest stains.We thank Thee for the blood,The blood of Christ, Thy Son,The blood by which our peace is made,Our victory is won:Great victory o'er hell and sin and woe,That needs no second fight and leaves no second foe.We thank Thee for the graceDescending from above,That overflows our widest guilt,Th' eternal Father's love,Love of the Father's everlasting Son,Love of the Holy Ghost, Jehovah, Three in One.We thank Thee for the hope,So glad and sure and clear;It holds the drooping spirit upTill the long dawn appear;Fair hope! with what a sunshine does it cheerOur roughest path on earth, our dreariest desert here.We thank Thee for the crownOf glory and of life;'Tis no poor with'ring wreath of earth,Man's prize in mortal strife;'Tis incorruptible as is the throne,The kingdom of our God and His incarnate Son.172O blessed Saviour! is Thy love

Dublin

New BHB #378

C.M.O blessed Saviour! is Thy loveSo great, so full, so free?Fain would we give our hearts, our minds,Our lives, our all, to Thee.We love Thee for the glorious worthWhich in Thyself we see;We love Thee for the shameful CrossEndured so patiently.No man of greater love can boastThan for his friend to die;Thou for Thine enemies wast slain!What love with Thine can vie?Though in the very form of God,With heavenly glory crowned,Thou didst partake of human flesh,Beset with sorrows round.Thou wouldst like sinful man be madeIn everything but sin,That we as like Thee might become,As we unlike have been.Like Thee in faith, in meekness, love,In every heavenly grace,More of Thine image daily gainTill we behold Thy face.O Lord! we treasure in our soulsThe memory of Thy love;And ever may Thy Name to usA grateful odour prove.173O blessed Lord, what hast Thou done!

St. Bernard

New BHB #376

C.M.O blessed Lord, what hast Thou done!How vast a ransom paid!God's only well-beloved SonUpon the altar laid.The Father, in His willing love,Could spare Thee from His side;And Thou couldst stoop, to bear above,At such a cost, Thy Bride.While our full hearts in faith reposeUpon Thy precious blood,Peace in a steady current flows,Filled from Thy mercy's flood.What boundless joy will fill each heart,Our every grief efface,When we behold Thee as Thou art,And all Thy love retrace.Unseen we love Thee, dear Thy Name!But when our eyes behold,With joyful wonder we'll proclaimThe half hath not been told.174O blessed Saviour! Who but Thou

St. Bernard

C.M.O blessed Saviour! Who but Thou,On earth, in heaven above,May claim from all our willing heartsThe full response of love?We love the brethren, Lord, 'tis true,Because in them we seeSweet traces of Thy blessed self,For they are one with Thee.And one with us, but O, 'twas Thine,Thine only, Lord, to partWith life and all that love could give,To win the wand'ring heart.Thus, heirs of endless bliss with Thee,We love Thee—we adore,And ask Thee still for greater grace,To love Thee more and more.175O Christ! we rest in Thee

Manoah

New BHB #383

6.6.8.6.8.8.O Christ! we rest in Thee,In Thee ourselves we hide;Laden with guilt and misery,Where could we rest beside?'Tis on Thy meek and lowly breastOur weary souls alone can rest.Thou Holy One of God!The Father rests in Thee,And in the savour of that bloodOnce shed on Calvary.The curse is gone—through Thee we're blest; God rests in Thee—in Thee we rest.Soon the bright, glorious day,The rest of God, shall come;Sorrow and sin shall pass away,And we shall reach our home;Then, of the promised land possessed,Our souls shall know eternal rest.176O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy head!

Substitution

New BHB #384

8.6.8.6.8.6O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy head!Our load was laid on Thee;Thou stoodest in the sinner's stead,Bear'st all my ill for me.A victim led, Thy blood was shed;Now there's no load for me.Death and the curse were in our cup,O Christ, 'twas full for Thee!But Thou hast drained the last dark drop,'Tis empty now for me.That bitter cup, love drank it up;Now blessings' draught for me.The tempest's awful voice was heard;O Christ, it broke on Thee!Thy open bosom was my ward;It braved the storm for me.Thy form was scarred, Thy visage marred;Now cloudless peace for me.Jehovah bade His sword awake;O Christ, it woke 'gainst Thee!Thy blood the flaming blade must slake,Thy heart its sheath must be;All for my sake my peace to make,Now sleeps that sword for me.The Holy One did hide His face;O Christ, 'twas hid from Thee!Dumb darkness wrapt Thy soul a space,The darkness due to me.But now that face of radiant graceShines forth in light on me.For me, Lord Jesus, Thou hast died,And I have died in Thee;Thou'rt risen; my bands are all untied,And now Thou liv'st in me.When Thou dost come to take Thy Bride,Thy glory then for me.177O Christian, awake! for the strife is at hand

Watchword

P.M.O Christian, awake! for the strife is at hand,With helmet and shield and a sword in thy hand,To meet the bold tempter, go, fearlessly go!And stand, like the brave, with thy face to the foe.cStand like the brave, stand like the brave,Stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe.Whatever thy danger, take heed and beware,But turn not thy back, for no armour is there;The legions of darkness if thou wouldst o'erthrow,Then stand, like the brave, with thy face to the foe.cStand like the brave, stand like the brave,Stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe.The cause of thy Master with vigour defend;Be watchful, be zealous, and fight to the end;Wherever He leads thee, go, valiantly go,And stand, like the brave, with thy face to the foe.cStand like the brave, stand like the brave,Stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe.Press on, never doubting, thy Captain is near,With grace to supply, and with comfort to cheer;His love like a stream in the desert will flow;Then stand, like the brave, with thy face to the foe.cStand like the brave, stand like the brave,Stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe.178O Christ! in Thee my soul hath found

Satisfaction

New BHB #380

C.M.D.O Christ! in Thee my soul hath found,And found in Thee alone,The peace, the joy I sought so long,The bliss till now unknown.cNow none but Christ can satisfy,None other Name for me;There's love, and life, and lasting joy,Lord Jesus, found in Thee.I sighed for rest and happiness,I yearned for them, not Thee;But while I passed my Saviour byHis love laid hold on me.cNow none but Christ can satisfy,None other Name for me;There's love, and life, and lasting joy,Lord Jesus, found in Thee.I tried the broken cisterns, Lord,But, ah! the waters failed;E'en as I stooped to drink they fled,And mocked me as I wailed.cNow none but Christ can satisfy,None other Name for me;There's love, and life, and lasting joy,Lord Jesus, found in Thee.The pleasures lost I sadly mourned,But never wept for Thee,Till grace the sightless eyes receivedThy loveliness to see.cNow none but Christ can satisfy,None other Name for me;There's love, and life, and lasting joy,Lord Jesus, found in Thee.179O Christ, Thou heavenly Lamb!

Swabia

New BHB #381

S.M.O Christ, Thou heavenly Lamb!Joy of the Father's heart;Now let Thy love my soul inflame,Fresh power to me impart.Power to know the lossSuffered, O Lord, by Thee;Power to glory in the CrossThou didst endure for me.Power to feel Thy love,And all its depths to know;Power to fix the heart above,And die to all below.Power to keep the eyeFor ever fixed on Thee;Power to lift the warning cryTo souls from wrath to flee.Power lost souls to winFrom Satan's mighty hold;Power the wanderers to bringBack to the heavenly fold.Power to watch and pray,Lord Jesus, quickly come!Power to hail the happy dayDestined to bear me home.Lord Jesus, then to mePower divine impart,To swell redemption's song to Thee,For worthy, Lord, Thou art.180O Come, Thou stricken Lamb of God!

Wareham

New BHB #385

L.M.O Come, Thou stricken Lamb of God!Who shed'st for us Thine own life-blood,And teach us all Thy love: then painWere sweet, and life or death were gain. Take Thou our hearts, and let them beFor ever closed to all but Thee;Thy willing servants, let us wearThe seal of love for ever there.How blest are they who still abideClose sheltered by Thy watchful side;Who life and strength from Thee receive,And with Thee move, and in Thee live.Ah, Lord! enlarge our scanty thoughtTo know the wonders Thou hast wrought;Unloose our stamm'ring tongues to tellThy love, immense, unsearchable.First-born of many brethren, Thou!To whom both heaven and earth must bow!Heirs of Thy shame and of Thy throneWe bear the cross, and seek the crown.181O blessed God! How kind

Lennox

New BHB #374

6.6.6.6.8.8.O blessed God! How kindAre all Thy ways to me,Whose dark benighted mindWas enmity with Thee.Yet now, subdued by sovereign grace,My spirit longs for Thine embrace.How precious are Thy thoughtsThat o'er my spirit roll!They swell beyond my faults,And captivate my soul:How great their sum, how high they rise,Can ne'er be known beneath the skies.Preserved by Jesus, whenMy feet made haste to hell!And there should I have gone,But Thou dost all things well:Thy love was great, Thy mercy free,Which from the pit delivered me.Before Thy hands had madeThe sun to rule the day,Or earth's foundation laid,Or fashioned Adam's clay,What thoughts of peace and mercy flowedIn Thy great heart of love, O God.A monument of grace,A sinner saved by blood,The streams of love I traceUp to the fountain, God,And in His sovereign counsels seeEternal thoughts of love to me.182O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore

Consolation

New BHB #387

11.11.11.11.O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore,Look off unto Jesus and sorrow no more;The light of His countenance shineth so bright,That on earth, as in heaven, there need be no night.Looking off unto Jesus, my eyes cannot seeThe troubles and dangers that throng around me;They cannot be blinded with sorrowful tears,They cannot be shadowed with unbelief fears.Looking off unto Jesus my spirit is blest;In the world I have turmoil, in Him I have rest;The sea of my life all about me may roar;When I look unto Jesus I hear it no more.Looking off unto Jesus I go not astray;My eyes are on Him and He shows me the way;The path may seem dark as He leads me along,But following Jesus, I cannot go wrong.Looking off unto Jesus my heart cannot fear,Its trembling is still when I see Jesus near;I know that His power my safeguard will be,For, “Why are you troubled?” He saith unto me.Soon, soon shall I know the full beauty and graceOf Jesus, my Lord, when I stand face to face;I shall know how His love went before me each day,And wonder that ever my eyes turned away.183O Gracious Lord, be with us now

Courtallam

C.M.O Gracious Lord, be with us now,Supply Thy children's need;On Christ, the Bread of Life, may weIn sweet communion feed.With water from the smitten RockOur thirsty spirits cheer;And make us all rejoice to feelThy blessed presence here.184Of Thee, Lord, we would never tire;

Evan

New BHB #455

C.M.Of Thee, Lord, we would never tire;This new and living foodCan satisfy our hearts' desire,For life is in Thy blood.If through the night a happy songOur wearied spirits raise,What greater joys shall cause ere longEternal bursts of praise!To look within and see no stain,Abroad no guilt to trace;To shed no tears, to feel no pain,To see Thee face to face.To find each hope of glory gained,Fulfilled each precious word,And fully all to have attainedThe image of our Lord.For this we're pressing onward still!And in this hope would beMore subject to the Father's will,Lord Jesus, more like Thee.185O God of matchless grace

Pisgah

New BHB #398

6.6.8.6.8.8.O God of matchless grace,We sing unto Thy Name!We stand accepted in the placeThat none but Christ could claim.Our willing hearts have heard Thy voice,And in Thy mercy we rejoice.'Tis meet that Thy delightShould centre in Thy Son;That Thou shouldst place us in Thy sight,In Him, Thy Holy One.Thy perfect love has cast out fear;Thy favour shines upon us here.Eternal is our rest,O Christ of God, in Thee!Now of Thy peace, Thy joy possessed,We wait Thy face to see.Now to the Father's heart received,We know in whom we have believed.A sacrifice to GodIn life or death are we;Then keep us ever, blessed Lord,Thus set apart to Thee.Bought with a price, we're not our own;We died, we live to God alone.186O joy of the justified, joy of the free!

Mighty Love

New BHB #411

P.M.O joy of the justified, joy of the free!I'm washed in that crimson tide opened for me;In Christ, my Redeemer, rejoicing I stand,And point to the print of the nail in His hand.cO sing of His mighty love,Sing of His mighty love,Sing of His mighty love,Mighty to save.Lord Jesus, the crucified, now Thou art mine;Though once a lost sinner, yet now I am Thine;In conscious salvation I sing of His graceWho lifts now upon me the smile of His face.cO sing of His mighty love,Sing of His mighty love,Sing of His mighty love,Mighty to save.Lord Jesus, my Saviour, I'll still sing of Thee,Yes, sing of Thy precious blood poured out for me;And when in the mansions of glory above,I'll praise and adore Thine unchangeable love.cO sing of His mighty love,Sing of His mighty love,Sing of His mighty love,Mighty to save.187O head, once filled with bruises

Aurelia

New BHB #405

7.6.7.6.D.O head, once filled with bruises,Oppressed with pain and scorn,O'erwhelmed with sore abuses,Mocked with a crown of thorn!O Head, to death once woundedIn shame upon the tree,In glory now surroundedWith brightest majesty.Thou Lord of all transcendent,Thou life-creating SunTo worlds on Thee dependent,Yet bruised and spit upon!O Lord! what Thee tormentedWas our sin's heavy load;We had the debt augmentedWhich Thou didst pay in blood.We give Thee thanks unfeignedLord Jesus, Friend in need!For what Thy soul sustainedWhen Thou for us didst bleed;Grant us to lean unshakenUpon Thy faithfulness,Until, to glory taken,We see Thee face to face.188O happy day, that fixed my choice

Happy Day

New BHB #402

P.M.O happy day, that fixed my choiceOn Thee, my Saviour and my God!Well may this glowing heart rejoiceAnd tell its raptures all abroad.cHappy day! Happy day!When Jesus washed my sins away.He taught me how to watch and pray,And live rejoicing every day.Happy day! Happy day!When Jesus washed my sins away.'Tis done—the great transaction's done!I am my Lord's and He is mine;He drew me, and I followed on,Charmed to confess the voice divine.cHappy day! Happy day!When Jesus washed my sins away.He taught me how to watch and pray,And live rejoicing every day.Happy day! Happy day!When Jesus washed my sins away.Now rest, my long-divided heart,Fixed on this blissful centre, rest;Nor ever from Thy Lord depart,With Him of every good possessed.cHappy day! Happy day!When Jesus washed my sins away.He taught me how to watch and pray,And live rejoicing every day.Happy day! Happy day!When Jesus washed my sins away.189O happy day! when first we felt

Ernan

New BHB #403

L.M.O happy day! when first we feltOur souls with deep contrition melt,And saw our sins of crimson guiltAll cleansed by blood on Calvary spilt.O happy day! when first Thy loveBegan our grateful hearts to move;And gazing on Thy wondrous Cross,We saw all else as worthless dross.O happy day! when we no moreShall grieve Thee whom our souls adore,When sorrows, conflicts, fears shall cease,And all our trials end in peace.O happy day! when we shall seeAnd fix our longing eyes on Thee,On Thee, our Light, our Life, our Love,Our All below, our Heaven above.O happy day of cloudless light!Eternal day without a night;Lord, when shall we its dawning see,And spend it all in praising Thee?190O Christ! He is the fountain

Rutherford

New BHB #580

7.6.7.6.D.O Christ! He is the fountain,The deep, sweet well of love;The streams on earth I've tasted,More deep I'll drink above;There, to an ocean's fullness,His mercy doth expand,And glory, glory dwellethIn Immanuel's land.With mercy and with judgmentMy web of time He wove,And aye the dews of sorrowWere lustred with His love.I'll bless the hand that guided,I'll bless the heart that planned,When throned where glory dwellethIn Immanuel's land.O I am my Beloved'sAnd my Belov'd is mine;He brings a poor vile sinnerInto His “house of wine.”I stand upon His merit;I know no other stand,Not e'en where glory dwellethIn Immanuel's land.The Bride eyes not her garment,But her dear Bridegroom's face;I will not gaze at glory,But on the King of grace.Not at the crown He giveth,But on His pierced hand;The Lamb is all the gloryOf Immanuel's land.191O for a thousand tongues to sing

Old Winchester

New BHB #389

P.M.O for a thousand tongues to singMy dear Redeemer's praise,The glories of my God and King,The triumphs of His grace.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.He breaks the power of cancelled sin,He sets the prisoner free;His blood can make the foulest clean,His blood availed for me.192O for the peace that floweth as a river!

Shemah

New BHB #390

11.10.11.10.O for the peace that floweth as a river!Making life's desert places bloom and smile;O for the faith to grasp heaven's bright “for ever”!Amid the shadows of earth's “little while.”A little while for patient vigil keeping,To face the storm and wrestle with the strong;A little while to sow the seed with weeping,Then bind the sheaves and sing the harvest song.A little while the earthen pitcher takingTo wayside brooks, from far-off fountains fed;Then the parched lip its thirst for ever slakingBeside the fullness of the Fountain-head.A little while to keep the oil from failing,A little while faith's flick'ring lamp to trim;And then the Bridegroom's coming footsteps hailing,We'll haste to meet Him with the bridal hymn.193O for the robes of whiteness

Robes of Whiteness

New BHB #391

7.6.7.6.D.O for the robes of whiteness,O for the tearless eyes;O for the glorious brightnessOf the unclouded skies!O for the no more weepingWithin the land of love;The endless joy of keepingThe bridal feast above.O for the bliss of flying,My risen Lord to meet;O for the rest of lyingFor ever at His feet!O for the hour of seeingMy Saviour face to face;The hope of ever beingIn that sweet meeting-place.O Christ! Thou King of Glory,I soon shall dwell with Thee!I soon shall sing the storyOf Thy great love to me!Meanwhile my soul would enterE'en now before Thy throne,That all my love might centreOn Thee, and Thee alone.194O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen!

Palestrina

8.8.8.6.O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen!Since on Thine arm Thou bidst us lean,Help us throughout life's changing sceneBy faith to cling to Thee.Far from our home, fatigued, opprest,In Thee we've found our place of rest;As strangers still, yet not unblest,While we can cling to Thee.Without a murmur we dismissOur former dreams of earthly bliss,Our joy, our consolation this,Each hour to cling to Thee.Though faith and hope may oft be tried,We ask not, need not aught beside;So safe, so calm, so satisfied,The souls that cling to Thee.195O teach us more of Thy blest ways

Eden Abridge

New BHB #442

C.M.O teach us more of Thy blest ways,Thou holy Lamb of God!And fix and root us in Thy grace,As those redeemed by blood.O tell us often of Thy love,Of all Thy grief and pain!And let our hearts with joy confessThat thence comes all our gain.For this, O may we freely countWhate'er we have but loss!The dearest object of our loveCompared with Thee but dross.Engrave this deeply on our heart,Conform our ways to Thine,That so we may, in some degree,Reflect the light divine.196O Lamb of God! 'tis joy to know

Piety

New BHB #413

8.8.6.8.8.6.O Lamb of God! 'tis joy to knowThat path is o'er of shame and woe,For us so meekly trod.All finished is Thy work of toil;Thou reapest now the fruit and spoil,Exalted by our God.Thy holy head, once bound with thorns,The crown of glory now adorns;Thy seat, the Father's throne.Ten thousand thousands sing Thy praise,Their harps the eternal anthem raise,Worthy the Lamb alone.And, Lord, for us Thou sittest there;Thy members here Thy fullness share,For us Thou dost receive.Thy wisdom, riches, honours, powers,Thy boundless love has made all ours,Who in Thy love believe.We triumph in Thy triumphs, Lord;Thy joys our deepest joys afford,And make our faces shine.While sorrowing, suffering, toiling here,How does the thought our spirits cheer,The throne of glory's Thine.197O Lamb of God! still keep me

Aurelia Kilmorey

New BHB #412

7.6.7.6.D.O Lamb of God! still keep meNear to Thy wounded side;'Tis only there in safetyAnd peace I can abide.What foes and snares surround me!What lusts and fears within!The grace that sought and found meAlone can keep me clean.'Tis only in Thee hidingI know my life secure;Only in Thee abidingI steadfast shall endure.Thine arm the victory gainethO'er every hurtful foe;Thy love my heart sustainethIn all its cares and woe.Soon shall my eyes behold TheeWith rapture face to face;The half hath not been told meOf all Thy power and grace.Thy beauty, Lord, and glory,The wonders of Thy love,Shall be the endless storyOf all Thy saints above.198O Lord, who art Thy people's light

Salzburg

New BHB #426

C.M.O Lord, who art Thy people's light,When shall Thy face be seen?When wilt Thou meet our longing sight,Without a cloud between?We know, Lord Jesus, that Thy heartStill for Thy saints doth care;But we would see Thee as Thou art,And Thy full image bear.Thy love sustains us on our wayWhile pilgrims here below;And grace to help us day by dayThou dost, O Lord, bestow.But O the more we learn of Thee,And Thy rich mercy prove,The more we long Thyself to see,And fully know Thy love.199O Lord! 'tis joy to look above

Farrant

New BHB #423

C.M.O Lord! 'tis joy to look aboveAnd see Thee on the throne;To search the heights and depths of loveWhich Thou to us hast shownTo look beyond the dark, long nightAnd hail the coming day,When Thou, to all the saints in light,Thy glories wilt display.And O 'tis joy the path to traceBy Thee so meekly trod;Learning of Thee to walk in graceAnd fellowship with God.Joy to confess Thy blessed Name,The virtues of Thy blood,And to the wearied heart proclaim,Behold the Lamb of God!200O Lord, I would delight in Thee

Evan

New BHB #417

C.M.O Lord, I would delight in Thee,And on Thy care depend;To Thee in every trouble flee,My best, my only Friend.When all created streams are driedThy fullness is the same;May I with this be satisfied,And glory in Thy Name.O that I had a stronger faithTo look within the veil!To credit what my Saviour saith,Whose word can never fail.Thou who hast made my heaven secureWilt here all good provide;While Christ is rich, can I be poor,Christ, who for me has died?O Lord, I cast my care on Thee;I triumph and adore;Henceforth my great concern shall beTo love and praise Thee more.201O Lord, how much Thy Name unfolds

St. Agnes, Durham

New BHB #416

C.M.O Lord, how much Thy Name unfoldsTo every opened ear;The pardoned sinner's memory holdsNone other half so dear.Jesus! It speaks a life of love,And sorrows meekly borne;It tells of sympathy above,Whatever griefs we mourn.It tells us of Thy sinless walkIn fellowship with God;And to our ears no tale so sweetAs Thine atoning blood.This Name encircles every graceThat God, as man, could show;There only can the Spirit traceA perfect life below.The mention of Thy Name shall bowOur hearts to worship Thee;The chiefest of ten thousand Thou!The chief of sinners we.202O Lord, when we the path retrace

St. Kilda

New BHB #424

C.M.O Lord, when we the path retraceWhich Thou on earth hast trod,To man Thy wondrous love and grace,Thy faithfulness to God.Thy love to man, so sorely tried,Proved stronger than the grave;The very spear that pierced Thy sideDrew forth the blood to save.Faithful amidst unfaithfullness,Midst darkness only light,Thou didst Thy Father's Name confess,And in His will delight.Unmoved by Satan's subtle wiles,By suffering, shame, and loss;Thy path, uncheered by earthly smiles,Led only to the Cross.O Lord, with sorrow and with shame,We meekly would confess,How little we, who bear Thy Name,Thy mind, Thy ways express.Give us Thy meek, Thy lowly mind;We would obedient be;And all our rest and pleasure findIn fellowship with Thee. 203O love divine, how sweet Thou art!

Marienberg

New BHB #428

8.8.6.8.8.6.O love divine, how sweet Thou art!When shall I find my longing heartAll taken up by Thee?O may I pant and thirst to proveThe greatness of redeeming love!The love of Christ to me.God only knows the love of God:O that it more were shed abroadIn this poor longing heart!For love I sigh, for love I pine;This only portion, Lord, be mine,Be mine this better part.O that I may for ever sit,Like Mary, at the Master's feet!Be this my happy choice;My only care, my only bliss,My joy, my heaven on earth be this,
To hear the Bridegroom's voice.O that I may like favoured JohnRecline my wearied head uponMy Saviour's loving breast!From care, and sin, and sorrow free,Give me, O Lord, to find in TheeMy everlasting rest.204O Lord, where'er Thy people meet

Berkshire Norfolk

New BHB #425

L.M.O Lord, where'er Thy people meetThere they behold Thy mercy-seat:Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found,And every place is hallowed ground.Great Shepherd of Thy chosen fewThy former mercies here renew;Here to our waiting hearts proclaimThe sweetness of Thy saving Name.Now may we prove the power of prayerTo strengthen faith and banish care;To teach our faint desires to rise,And bring all heaven before our eyes.205O Lord, who now art seated

Morning Light

New BHB #427

7.6.7.6.D.O Lord, who now art seatedAbove the heavens on high.The gracious work completed,For which Thou cam'st to die.To Thee our hearts are liftedWhile pilgrims wand'ring here,For Thou art truly giftedOur every weight to bear.We know that Thou hast bought usAnd cleansed us by Thy blood;We know Thy grace has brought usAs kings and priests to God.We know that soon the morning,Long looked for, hast'neth near,When we, at Thy returning,In glory shall appear.O Lord, Thy love's unbounded!So full, so vast, so free!Our thoughts are all confoundedWhene'er we think on Thee.For us Thou cam'st from heaven,For us to bleed and die;That, purchased and forgiven,We might ascend on high.O let this love constrain usTo give our hearts to Thee;Let nothing henceforth pain usBut that which paineth Thee.Our joy, our one endeavour,Through suff'ring, conflict, shame,To serve Thee, gracious Saviour,And magnify Thy Name. 206O Lord, Thy love's unbounded!

Ewing

New BHB #422

7.6.7.6.D.O Lord, Thy love's unbounded!So sweet, so full, so free!My soul is all transportedWhene'er I think of Thee.Yet, Lord, alas! what weaknessWithin myself I find;No infant's changing pleasureIs like my wandering mind.And yet Thy love's unchanging,And doth recall my heartTo joy in all its brightnessThe peace its beams impart!Yet sure, if in Thy presenceMy soul still constant were,Mine eye would, more familiar,Its brighter glories bear.And thus Thy deep perfectionsMuch better should I know,And, with adoring fervourShould in Thy likeness grow.Still, sweet 'tis to discover,If clouds have dimmed my sight,When passed, eternal Lover,Towards me, as e'er, Thou'rt bright.O guard my soul, Lord Jesus,Abiding still with Thee;And if I wander, teach meSoon back to Thee to flee,That all Thy gracious favourMay to my soul be known;And versed in this Thy goodness,My hopes Thyself shalt crown. 207O God, our help in ages past

St. Anne St. Magnus

New BHB #400

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.Before the hills in order stood,Or earth received her frame,From everlasting Thou art God,To endless years the same.Under the shadow of Thy throneThy saints have dwelt secure;Sufficient is Thine arm alone,And our defence is sure.O God, our help in ages past,Our hope for years to come,Be Thou our guard while life shall last,And our eternal home.208O what a lonely path were ours

Lynnwood

New BHB #448

C.M.O what a lonely path were oursCould we, O Father, seeNo home or rest beyond it all,No guide or help in Thee.But Thou art near and with us stillTo keep us on the way,That leads along the vale of tearsTo yon bright world of day.There shall Thy glory, O our God!Break fully on our view;And we, Thy saints, rejoice to proveThat all Thy Word was true.There Jesus, on His heavenly throne,Our wondering eyes shall see;While we the blest associates thereOf all His joy shall be.Sweet hope! we leave without a sighA blighted world like this;To bear the cross, despise the shame,For all that weight of bliss.209O what a Saviour that He died for me!

Verily, Verily

P.M.O what a Saviour that He died for me!From condemnation He hath made me free;He that believeth on the Son saith He,Hath everlasting life.cVerily, verily, I say unto you;Verily, verily, message ever new!He that believeth on the Son, 'tis true.Hath everlasting life.All my iniquities on Him were laid,All my indebtedness by Him was paid;All who believe on Him, the Lord hath said,Have everlasting life.cVerily, verily, I say unto you;Verily, verily, message ever new!He that believeth on the Son, 'tis true.Hath everlasting life.Though poor and needy I can trust my Lord;Though weak and sinful I believe His Word;O glad message! every child of GodHath everlasting life.cVerily, verily, I say unto you;Verily, verily, message ever new!He that believeth on the Son, 'tis true.Hath everlasting life.Though all unworthy, yet I will not doubt;For him that cometh He will not cast out;He that believeth, O the good news shout!HATH everlasting life.cVerily, verily, I say unto you;Verily, verily, message ever new!He that believeth on the Son, 'tis true.Hath everlasting life.210O Our Saviour, crucified!

Battishill

New BHB #431

7.7.7.7.O Our Saviour, crucified!Near Thy Cross would we abide,There to look with steadfast eyeOn Thy dying agony.Jesus bruised and put to shameTells us all Jehovah's Name;God is love, we surely knowBy the Saviour's depths of woe.In His spotless soul's distressWe perceive our guiltiness;O how vile our low estateSince our ransom was so great.Dwelling on Mount CalvaryContrite shall our spirits be;Rest and holiness shall find,Fashioned like our Saviour's mind.211Once more before we part

Broadlands

New BHB #465

6.6.6.6.D.Once more before we part,Bless the Redeemer's Name;Let every tongue and heartPraise and adore the Lamb.cJesus, the sinner's Friend,Him whom our souls adore,His praises have no end;Praise Him for evermore.Lord, in Thy grace we came;That blessing still impart;We met in Jesus' Name;In Jesus' Name we part.cJesus, the sinner's Friend,Him whom our souls adore,His praises have no end;Praise Him for evermore.Still on Thy holy WordWe'd live, and feed, and grow;Go on to know the Lord,And practice what we know.cJesus, the sinner's Friend,Him whom our souls adore,His praises have no end;Praise Him for evermore.212On Christ salvation rests secure;

Duke Street

New BHB #457

L.M.On Christ salvation rests secure;The Rock of Ages must endure;Nor can that faith be overthrownWhich rests upon the “Living Stone.”No other hope shall intervene;To Him we look, on Him we lean;Other foundations we disown,And build on Christ, the “Living Stone.”In Him it is ordained to raiseA temple to Jehovah's praise,Composed of all His saints, who ownNo Saviour but the “Living Stone.”View the vast building, see it rise;The work, how great! the plan, how wise!O wondrous fabric! power unknown,That rests it on the “Living Stone.”But most adore His precious Name;His glory and His grace proclaim;For us, the lost, condemned, undone,He gave Himself, the “Living Stone.”213One there is above all others;

Tenderness

New BHB #467

8.4.8.4.8.8.8.4.One there is above all others;O how He loves!His is love beyond a brother's;O how He loves!Earthly friends may fail or leave us,One day soothe, the next day grieve us,But this Friend will ne'er deceive us;O how He loves!'Tis eternal life to know Him;O how He loves!Think, O think how much we owe Him;O how He loves!With His precious blood He bought us,In the wilderness He sought us,To His fold He safely brought us;O how He loves!We have found a friend in Jesus;O how He loves!'Tis His great delight to bless us;O how He loves!How our hearts delight to hear HimBid us dwell in safety near Him!Why should we distrust or fear Him?O how He loves!Through His Name we are forgiven;O how He loves!Backward shall our foes be driven;O how He loves!Best of blessings He'll provide us;Nought but good shall e'er betide us;Safe to glory He will guide us;O how He loves!214On Thy broken body feeding

Snowdon Deerhurst

New BHB #464

8.7.8.7.D.On Thy broken body feeding,Lord, our hearts in one unite;Here our souls behold Thee bleeding,Put to grief in sinners' sight.O that Jesus thus should love us,Love us unto death and shame!Let the dear remembrance move usWhile we meet in His blest Name.Here the pledge of Thy returningTells of all the joys of home,And our hearts within us burning,Cry “Amen, Lord Jesus, come!”Soon, full soon, we thus togetherIn the Father's house shall meet;And the heavenly courts foreverTread with undefiled feet. 215O Patient, spotless One!

Selma

New BHB #432

S.M.O Patient, spotless One!Our hearts in meekness trainTo bear Thy yoke and learn of Thee,That we may rest obtain.Saviour! Thou art enoughThe mind and heart to fill;Thy life, to calm the anxious soul,Thy love, its fear dispel.O fix our earnest gazeSo wholly, Lord, on Thee,That with Thy beauty occupiedWe elsewhere none may see.216O precious blood, O glorious death

Emmanuel

New BHB #433

C.M.O precious blood, O glorious death,By which the sinner lives!When stung by sin this blood we view,And all our joy revives.The blood that purchased our release,And purged our crimson stains,We challenge earth and hell to showA sin it cannot cleanse.Our scarlet crimes are made as wool,And we brought nigh to God;Thanks to that wrath-appeasing death,That heaven-procuring blood.The blood that makes His glorious ChurchFrom every blemish free;And O the riches of His love!He poured it out for me.The Father's everlasting love,And Jesus' precious blood,Shall be our endless themes of praiseIn yonder blest abode.In patience let us then possessOur souls till He appear;Our Head already is in heaven,And we shall soon be there217O Spotless Lamb of God, in Thee

Rockingham

New BHB #439

L.M.O Spotless Lamb of God, in TheeThe Father's holiness we see;And with delight Thy children trace,In Thee, His wondrous love and grace.For Thou didst leave Thy throne aboveTo teach us that our God is Love;And now we see His glory shineIn every word and deed of Thine.When we behold Thee, Lamb of God,Beneath our sin's tremendous load,Expiring on the accursed tree,How great our guilt with grief we see.There we with joy Thy grace behold;Its height and depth can ne'er be told!It bursts our chains and sets us free,And sweetly draws our souls to Thee.The cross reveals Thy love below;But better soon our hearts shall know,When we behold Thy face above,The fullness of our Father's love.218O Thou spotless Lamb of God

Zacher

7.7.7.7.O Thou spotless Lamb of GodThou hast bought us with Thy blood;We would value nought besideJesus, Jesus crucified.We are Thine, and Thine alone;This we gladly, fully own,And in all our works and waysNow would only seek Thy praise.Help us to confess Thy Name,Bear with joy the cross and shame;Only seek to follow Thee,Though reproach our portion be.When Thou shalt in glory come,And we reach our heavenly home,Louder still our lips shall ownWe are Thine, and Thine alone!219Our Father! O what gracious ways

Melcombe

New BHB #468

L.M.Our Father! O what gracious waysAnd thoughts of love that Name conveys!It tells us of the tender careBeloved children ever share.Our Father! by Thy mercies past,We learn on Thee our cares to cast;And while our wants are known to Thee,We need not fear whate'er they be.How oft when wand'ring far awayThy care has hedged up all our way;So bidding us return and live,And learn how much Thou canst forgive.How precious are Thy thoughts to us!How dear Thy Name revealed thus!O make us followers of Thee,As Thy dear children ought to be.220Our Father! we would worship

Munich

7.6.7.6.D.Our Father! we would worshipIn Jesus' holy Name;For He, whate'er our changes,For ever is the same.Through Him Thy children's praisesAs incense sweet will be;And songs Thy Spirit raisesCan want no melody.The fire Thy love hath kindledShall never be put out;The Spirit keeps it burningThough dimmed by sin and doubt:O make it burn more brightlyWith purifying powers!That we may value rightlyThe grace that made Thee ours.221Our souls are in God's mighty hand

Haven of Rest

New BHB #476

C.M.D.Our souls are in God's mighty hand,We're precious in His sight;And you and I shall surely standWith Him in glory bright.cWe'll stem the storm, it won't be long,We'll anchor by and byIn the haven of eternal rest,With Jesus ever nigh.Him eye to eye we then shall see,Our face like His shall shine;O what a glorious companyWhere saints and angels join!cWe'll stem the storm, it won't be long,We'll anchor by and byIn the haven of eternal rest,With Jesus ever nigh.O what a joyful meeting there!In robes of white arrayed;We all shall join in praising HimWhose glories never fade.cWe'll stem the storm, it won't be long,We'll anchor by and byIn the haven of eternal rest,With Jesus ever nigh.When we've been there ten thousand years,Bright shining as the sun,We'll have no less to sing His praiseThan when we first begun.cWe'll stem the storm, it won't be long,We'll anchor by and byIn the haven of eternal rest,With Jesus ever nigh.222Our times are in Thy hand;

Boylston

New BHB #354

S.M.Our times are in Thy hand;Father, we wish them there!Our life, our souls, our all we leaveEntirely to Thy care.Our times are in Thy hand,Whatever they may be;Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,As best may seem to Thee.Our times are in Thy hand;Why should we doubt or fear?Our Father's hand will never causeHis child a needless tear.Our times are in Thy hand,Jesus the crucified!The hand our many sins have piercedIs now our guard and guide.Our times are in Thy hand,O Lord, our Advocate!Nor is that hand outstretched in vainFor us to supplicate.Our times are in Thy hand;We'll always trust in Thee,Till we have left this weary landAnd all Thy glory see.223Our Lord is now rejected

Crowning Day

New BHB #475

P.M.Our Lord is now rejectedAnd by the world disowned,By the many still neglectedAnd by the few enthroned;But soon He'll come in glory!The hour is drawing nigh,For the crowning day is coming By and by.cO the crowning day is coming!Is coming by and by!When our Lord shall come in powerAnd glory from on high!O the glorious sight will gladdenEach waiting, watchful eye,In the crowning day that's coming By and by.The heavens shall glow with splendour; But brighter far than theyThe saints shall shine in gloryAs Christ shall them array:The beauty of the SaviourShall dazzle every eyeIn the crowning day that's coming By and by.cO the crowning day is coming!Is coming by and by!When our Lord shall come in powerAnd glory from on high!O the glorious sight will gladdenEach waiting, watchful eye,In the crowning day that's coming By and by.Our pain shall then be over,We'll sin and sigh no more;Behind us all our sorrow,And nought but joy before.A joy in our RedeemerAs we to Him are nigh,In the crowning day that's coming By and by.cO the crowning day is coming!Is coming by and by!When our Lord shall come in powerAnd glory from on high!O the glorious sight will gladdenEach waiting, watchful eye,In the crowning day that's coming By and by.Let all who look for “hasten”The coming joyful dayBy earnest consecrationTo walk the narrow way;By gathering in the lost onesFor whom our Lord did die,For the crowning day that's coming By and by.cO the crowning day is coming!Is coming by and by!When our Lord shall come in powerAnd glory from on high!O the glorious sight will gladdenEach waiting, watchful eye,In the crowning day that's coming By and by.224Ours are peace and joy divine

Love of Christ

New BHB #478

P.M.Ours are peace and joy divine,Who are one with Christ,When, like branches in the vine,We abide in Christ.As a living grafted shoot,Nourished from a hidden root,We may bear all holy fruitThrough “the love of Christ”Love of Christ, love of Christ,Clusters grow on every branchThrough “the love of Christ”Christian pity moves our heartThrough “the love of Christ;”Other's woes pierce like a dartWhen there's love to Christ.Gospel tidings we must tell,Sinners warn to flee from hell,Lure and win, alarm, compel,By “the love of Christ.”Love of Christ, love of Christ,Heaven's ranks we'll seek to swellFor “the love of Christ.”We will love with tender care,Knowing love to Christ,Brethren who His image bear,For “the love of Christ.”Jesus only shall we know,And our love to all shall flowIn His blood-bought Church below,For “the love of Christ.”Love of Christ, love of Christ,We now love all Christ-like onesFor “the love of Christ.”Now we live and walk by faithThrough “the love of Christ:”We can triumph over death,One in life with Christ.Rooted, settled, knowing more,Depths and heights of love explore,Till we gain the heavenly shoreThrough “the love of Christ.”Love of Christ, love of Christ,When He comes we then shall knowAll “the love of Christ.”225O what shall we feel in Thy presence when first

Hiding in Thee

New BHB #450

11.11.11.11.O what shall we feel in Thy presence when firstThe visions of glory upon us shall burst!Since now our soul longeth and seeketh for Thee;O when, blessed Saviour, Thy face shall we see?That face, once so marred, we shall gaze on at length,And fearless behold, as the sun in his strength;Those eyes, flames of fire, that so searching we prove,Shall beam on us then inexpressible love.Thy voice, like great waters, how calmly our soulShall hear in the glory its deep waters roll;Though now it rebukes us and humbles our pride,It shall speak only love to Thy glorified Bride.O Thou who this world as a lone pilgrim trod,Thy Father our Father, Thy God is our God;To Thee we behold the bright seraphim bow;Lord Jesus, what glory doth rest on Thee now!Thy Spirit has shown God's deep purpose to beTo empty, then fill us with glory like Thee;And now Thou dost wait—Thy full joy to impart,For that day of espousals—the joy of Thy heart.Now moment by moment, to answer our needs,Thy blood, holy Saviour, in righteousness pleads;And sheltered by that, how serene and how calmOur souls on Thy bosom are shielded from harm.We see Thee, Lord Jesus, with glory now crowned,And waiting Thy coming, in peace would be found;The visions of glory have turned all to dross;For Thee give us grace to count all things but loss.226Praise Him! praise Him! Jesus, our blessed Redeemer!

Praise Him

New BHB #482

12.10.12.10.D.Praise Him! praise Him! Jesus, our blessed Redeemer!Sing, ye saints! His wonderful love proclaim;Hail Him! hail Him! mightiest angels in glory,Strength and honour give to His holy Name.Like a shepherd Jesus will feed His people,In His arms He carries them all day long;O ye saints that dwell in the light of His presencePraise Him! praise Him! ever in joyful song.Praise Him! praise Him! Jesus, our blessed Redeemer!For our sins He suffered, and bled, and died;He's our Rock, our hope of eternal salvation,Hail Him! hail Him! Jesus, the crucified.Loving Saviour, meekly enduring sorrow,Crowned with thorns that cruelly pierced His brow;Once for us rejected, despised, and forsaken,Prince of Glory! He is triumphant now.Praise Him! praise Him! Jesus, our blessed Redeemer!Heavenly portals loud with hosannahs ring!Jesus, Saviour, reigneth for ever and ever;Crown Him! crown Him! prophet, and priest, and king.Death is vanquished! tell it with joy, ye faithful,Where is now thy victory, boasting grave?Jesus lives! no longer thy portals are cheerless;Jesus lives! the mighty and strong to save.227Peace! What a precious sound!

Olivet

6.6.4.6.6.6.4.Peace! What a precious sound!Tell it the world around;Christ hath made peace!Our souls are brought to GodBy His atoning blood,And crowned with every good;Christ hath made peace.Love was the spring of all,Love triumphed o'er our fall,The love of God!My soul, this love adoreAnd praise for evermore;Yea, sound from shore to shoreThe love of God.228Praise, praise ye the Name of Jehovah, our God;

Salvation

New BHB #484

P.M.Praise, praise ye the Name of Jehovah, our God;Declare, O declare ye His glories abroad;Proclaim ye His mercy from nation to nationTill the uttermost islands have heard His salvation.cFor His love floweth on free and full as a river,And His mercy endureth for ever and ever.Praise, praise ye the Lamb who for sinners was slain,Who went down to the grave and ascended again;And who soon shall return, when these dark days are o'er,To set up His kingdom in glory and power.cFor His love floweth on free and full as a river,And His mercy endureth for ever and ever.Then the heavens, the earth, and the sea shall rejoice;The fields and the forests shall lift the glad voice;The sands of the desert shall flourish in green,And Lebanon's glory be shed o'er the scene.cFor His love floweth on free and full as a river,And His mercy endureth for ever and ever.Her bridal attire and her festal arrayAll Nature shall wear on that glorious day;For her King cometh down with His people to reign,And His presence shall bless her with Eden again.cFor His love floweth on free and full as a river,And His mercy endureth for ever and ever.229Praise the Lord, and leave to-morrow

Corinth

New BHB #485

8.7.8.7.4.7.Praise the Lord, and leave to-morrowIn thy loving Father's hands;Burden not thyself with sorrowFor secure the promise stands.He is faithful!Leave thy troubles in His hands.Trust to-day and leave to-morrow,Each day has enough of care;Therefore, whatsoe'er thy burden,God will give thee strength to bear.He is faithful!Cast on Him thine every care.Pray to-day and let to-morrowBring with it whate'er it may;Hear thy loving Father promiseStrength according to thy day.He is faithful!Trust Him, therefore, come what may.Watch to-day, and leave to-morrow,For to-morrow may not come;For to-day thy loving SaviourMay appear to take thee home.He is faithful!Look for Him, the coming One.Work to-day, and leave to-morrow;All around there's urgent need;All around there's sin and sorrow;Broadcast, daily sow thy seed.God is faithful!He shall bless thy work indeed.Thus by trusting, watching, prayingEach day, as our time rolls on,We shall find the promised blessing,Daily strength till Jesus come.He is faithful!He will come to take us home.230Praise thy Saviour, O my soul!

Innocents

New BHB #489

7.7.7.7.Praise thy Saviour, O my soul!He has drunk the bitter gall,Paid thy ransom, set thee free;Praise Him, praise Him cheerfully.O the wonders of His love!See Him coming from aboveTo atone and die for thee;Praise Him, praise Him cheerfully.See the waves and billows rollO'er His sinless, spotless soul;O my soul, it was for thee!Praise Him, praise Him cheerfully.Yes, with joy we'll praise Him nowTill with saints above we bow,And to all eternityPraise Him, praise Him cheerfully.231Precious is the blood of Jesus

Anticipation

New BHB #494

8.7.8.7.4.7.Precious is the blood of JesusUnto sinners who believe;From the wrath of God it frees us,And salvation we receive:It is finished!Sounds with joy through earth and heaven.Jesus now in heaven is seated,And by faith on Him we rest;Soon the Church will be completed,And the saints with Him be blest:Grace and gloryIn our Saviour we receive.Soon will pass the night of sorrow,And the Lord in glory come;We shall see Him on the morrow,And the Bride be welcomed home:Hallelujah!Glory, glory to the Lamb!232Praise the Lord, who died to save us

Neander

New BHB #486

8.7.8.7.4.7.Praise the Lord, who died to save us,Praise His ever gracious Name;Praise Him that He lives to bless us,Now and evermore the same:Blessed Saviour!We would all Thy love proclaim.Grace it was, yea, grace abounding,Brought Thee down to save the lost;Ye above, His throne surrounding,Praise Him, praise Him all His host:Saints! Adore Him!Ye are they who owe Him most.We, of all His hand created,Objects of such grace alone,By eternal love elected,Destined now to share His throne,Sing with wonder,Sing of what our Lord hath done.Praise His Name, who died to save us;'Tis by Him His people live;And in Him the Father gave usAll that boundless love could give:Life eternalIn our Saviour we receive.233Praise the Saviour, ye who know Him!

Orphrah

New BHB #488

8.8.8.5.Praise the Saviour, ye who know Him!Who can tell how much we owe Him?Gladly let us render to HimAll we are and have.Jesus is the Name that charms us,He for conflict fits and arms us;Nothing moves, and nothing harms usWhen we trust in Him.Trust in Him, ye saints, for ever;He is faithful, changing never;Neither force nor guile can severThose He loves from Him.Keep us, Lord, O keep us cleavingTo Thyself, and still believing,Till the hour of our receivingPromised joys in heaven.Then we shall be where we would be,Then we shall be what we should be,That which is not now, nor could be,Then shall be our own.234Prayer is the soul's sincere desire

Naomi

New BHB #493

C.M.Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,Uttered or unexpressed,The motion of a hidden fireThat trembles in the breast.Prayer is the burden of a sigh,The falling of a tear,The upward glancing of an eyeWhen none but God is near.Prayer is the simplest form of speechThat infant lips can try;Prayer, the sublimest strains that reachThe Majesty on high.Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,The Christian's native air;His watchword at the gates of death:He enters heaven with prayer.The saints, in prayer, appear as oneIn word and deed and mind,While with the Father and the SonSweet fellowship they find.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!235Press forward and fear not!

Hanover

New BHB #496

11.11.11.11.Press forward and fear not! The billows may roll,But the power of Jesus their rage can control:Though waves rise in anger their tumult shall cease;One word of His bidding shall hush them to peace.Press forward and fear not though trial be near;The Lord is our refuge, whom, then, shall we fear?His staff is our comfort, our safeguard His rod;Then let us be steadfast and trust in our God.Press forward and fear not! Be strong in the Lord,In the power of His promise, the truth of His word;Through the sea and the desert our pathway may tend,But He who hath saved us will save to the end.Press forward and fear not! We'll speed on our way;Why should we e'er shrink from our path in dismay?We tread but the way which our Leader has trod;Then let us press forward and trust in our God.236Praise ye the Lord! again, again

Old Winchester

New BHB #492

C.M.Praise ye the Lord! again, again,The Spirit strikes the chord;Nor toucheth He our hearts in vain;We praise, we praise the Lord.Rejoice in Him! again, again,The Spirit speaks the word;And faith takes up the happy strainOur joy is in the Lord.Stand fast in Christ! ah! yet againHe teaches all the band;Our best endeavours are in vain,In Christ alone we stand.Clean every whit! Thou saidst it, Lord;Shall one suspicion lurk?Thine, surely, is a faithful word,And Thine a finished work.For ever be the glory givenTo Thee, O Lamb of God!No joy for us, in earth or heaven,We owe not to Thy blood.237Rejoice! rejoice! ye saints, rejoice!

Old Winchester

C.M.Rejoice! rejoice! ye saints, rejoice!Rejoice with one accord;Rejoice with all your heart and voice,In Christ the exalted Lord.Rejoice! rejoice! lift up your headAnd praise the living God,That for your souls the Saviour shedHis own most precious blood.Rejoice! rejoice! in His sweet NameWith all the saints above;Our Jesus still abides the same,And changeless is His love.Rejoice! rejoice! let praise aboundBefore Jehovah's throne,For dead ones raised, and lost ones found,And prodigals brought home.Rejoice! rejoice! ye happy bandOf pilgrims bound for heaven;For mercies countless as the sandHave to your souls been given.Rejoice! rejoice! the Lord shall comeAccording to His word,And gather all His ransomed home,For ever with the Lord.238Rise, my soul! behold 'tis Jesus

Gotha (Albert)

New BHB #503

8.7.8.7.Rise, my soul! behold 'tis Jesus,Jesus fills Thy wond'ring eyes;See Him now in glory seated,Where thy sins no more can rise.There, in righteousness transcendent,Lo! He doth in heaven appear,Shows the blood of His atonementAs thy title to be there.All thy sins were laid upon Him,Jesus bore them on the tree;God who knew them, laid them on Him,And, believing, thou art free.God now brings thee to His dwelling,Spreads for thee His feast divine,Bids thee welcome, ever tellingWhat a portion there is thine.In that circle of God's favour,Circle of the Father's love,All is rest, and rest for ever,All is perfectness above.Blessed, glorious word “forever!”Yea, “forever!” is the word;Nothing can the ransomed sever,Nought divide them from the Lord.239Rise, my soul! thy God directs thee;

Old 42nd

New BHB #504

8.7.8.7.Rise, my soul! thy God directs thee;Stranger hands no more impede;Pass thou on; His hand protects thee,Strength that has the captive freed.Is the wilderness before thee?Desert lands where drought abides?Heavenly springs shall there restore theeFresh from God's exhaustless tides.Light divine surrounds thy going;God Himself shall mark thy way;Secret blessings, richly flowing,Lead to everlasting day.In the desert God will teach theeWhat the God that thou hast found;Patient, gracious, powerful, holy,All His grace shall there abound.Though thy way be long and dreary,Eagle strength He'll still renew;Garments fresh and foot unwearyTell how God hath brought thee through.There no stranger God shall meet thee;Stranger thou in courts above!He who to His rest shall greet theeGreets thee with a well-known love.240Rejoice, ye saints, the time draws near

Rapture

P.M.Rejoice, ye saints, the time draws nearWhen Christ will in the clouds appearAnd for His people callcTrim your lamps and be ready,Trim your lamps and be ready,Trim your lamps and be ready[Tune “Trim your Lamps” Chorus cont.] For the midnight cry.For the midnight cry,For the midnight cry,Trim your lamps and be ready,For the midnight cry.The trumpet sounds! through earth and skyResounds the solemn midnight cry,Behold! The Bridegroom comes.cTrim your lamps and be ready,Trim you lamps and be ready,Trim your lamps and be ready[Tune “Trim your Lamps” Chorus cont.] For the midnight cry.For the midnight cry,For the midnight cry,Trim your lamps and be ready,For the midnight cry.The Lord will come to claim His own,And on each faithful one a crownOf life He will bestow.cTrim your lamps and be ready,Trim you lamps and be ready,Trim your lamps and be ready[Tune “Trim your Lamps” Chorus cont.] For the midnight cry.For the midnight cry,For the midnight cry,Trim your lamps and be ready,For the midnight cry.And then with rapture infiniteWe'll cast our crowns down at His feet,And crown Him King of kings,cTrim your lamps and be ready,Trim you lamps and be ready,Trim your lamps and be ready[Tune “Trim your Lamps” Chorus cont.] For the midnight cry.For the midnight cry,For the midnight cry,Trim your lamps and be ready,For the midnight cry.241Rise up and hasten!

Hasten

P.M.Rise up and hasten! My soul, haste along!And speed on thy journey with hope and with song;Home, home is nearing, 'tis coming into view;A little more of toiling, and then to earth adieu.cCome then, come And raise a joyful song,Ye children of the wilderness, Our time cannot be long;Home, home, home! O why should you delay?The morn of heaven is dawning; We're near the break of day.Why should we linger When heaven lies before?Earth's fast receding And soon will be no more;Its joys and its treasures, Which once here we knew,Now never more can charm us With such a goal in view.cCome then, come And raise a joyful song,Ye children of the wilderness, Our time cannot be long;Home, home, home! O why should you delay?The morn of heaven is dawning; We're near the break of day.Loved ones in Jesus, They've passed on before;Resting in glory They weary are no more;Desert toils are ended, Nothing now but joy,And praises loud ascending There ever glad employ.cCome then, come And raise a joyful song,Ye children of the wilderness, Our time cannot be long;Home, home, home! O why should you delay?The morn of heaven is dawning; We're near the break of day.No condemnation! Blessed is the word;No separation! For ever with the Lord:By His blood He bought them, Cleansed their every stain;With rapture now they praise Him, The Lamb that once was slain.cCome then, come And raise a joyful song,Ye children of the wilderness, Our time cannot be long;Home, home, home! O why should you delay?The morn of heaven is dawning; We're near the break of day.Soon we shall join them, See Him with these eyes;Sing hallelujahs Triumphant in the skies:He will be with us, Who loved us long before,And Jesus, blessed Saviour, Is ours for evermore.cCome then, come And raise a joyful song,Ye children of the wilderness, Our time cannot be long;Home, home, home! O why should you delay?The morn of heaven is dawning; We're near the break of day.242Revive Thy work, O Lord!

Silchester

New BHB #502

S.M.Revive Thy work, O Lord!Thy mighty arm make bare;Speak with the voice which wakes the dead,And make Thy people hear.Revive Thy work, O Lord!Disturb this sleep of death;Quicken the smould'ring embers, Lord,By Thine almighty breath.Revive Thy work, O Lord!Create soul-thirst for Thee;And hung'ring for the Bread of LifeO may our spirits be!Revive Thy work, O Lord!Give power unto Thy Word;Grant that Thy blessed Gospel mayIn living faith be heard.Revive Thy work, O Lord!And give refreshing showers;The glory shall be all Thine own,The blessing, Lord, be ours!243Safe in the arms of Jesus

Faith

New BHB #509

7.6.7.6.D.Safe in the arms of Jesus,Safe on His gentle breast,There, by His love o'ershadowed,Sweetly my soul shall rest.Hark! 'tis the voice of angelsBorne in a song to me,Over the fields of glory,Over the jasper sea.cSafe in the arms of Jesus,Safe on His gentle breast,There, by His love o'ershadowed,Sweetly my soul shall rest.Safe in the arms of Jesus,Safe from corroding care,Safe from the world's temptations,Sin cannot harm me there.Free from the blight of sorrow,Free from my doubts and fears;Only a few more trials,Only a few more tears.cSafe in the arms of Jesus,Safe on His gentle breast,There, by His love o'ershadowed,Sweetly my soul shall rest.Jesus, my heart's dear refuge!Jesus has died for me;Firm on the Rock of AgesEver my trust shall be.Here let me wait with patience,Wait till the night is o'er,Wait till I see the morningBreak on the golden shore.cSafe in the arms of Jesus,Safe on His gentle breast,There, by His love o'ershadowed,Sweetly my soul shall rest.244Saviour, more than life to me

Myrrh

New BHB #513

P.M.Saviour, more than life to meI am clinging, clinging close to Thee;Let Thy precious blood applied,Keep me ever, ever near Thy side.cEvery day, every hour,Let me feel Thy cleansing power;May Thy tender love to meBind me closer, closer, Lord, to Thee.Through this changing world below,Lead me gently, gently as I go;Trusting Thee I cannot stray,I can never, never lose my way.cEvery day, every hour,Let me feel Thy cleansing power;May Thy tender love to meBind me closer, closer, Lord, to Thee.Let me love Thee more and more,Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o'er;Till my soul is lost in loveIn a brighter, brighter world above.cEvery day, every hour,Let me feel Thy cleansing power;May Thy tender love to meBind me closer, closer, Lord, to Thee.245Saviour, Thy Name I love!

Worship

New BHB #276

6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.Saviour, Thy Name I love!Jesus, my Lord!All other names aboveJesus, my Lord!O Thou art all to me!Nothing to please I see,Nothing apart from Thee,Jesus, my Lord.Thou blessed Son of God,Jesus, my Lord!Hast bought me with Thy blood,Jesus, my Lord!O how great is Thy love,All other loves above,Love that I daily prove,Jesus, my Lord.When unto Thee I flee,Jesus, my Lord!Thou wilt my refuge be,Jesus, my Lord!What need I now to fear?What earthly grief or care?Since Thou art ever near,Jesus, my Lord.Soon Thou wilt come again,Jesus, my Lord!I shall be happy then,Jesus, my Lord!Then, Thine own face I'll see;Then I shall like Thee be;Then evermore with TheeJesus, my Lord.246Salvation to our God!

Abraham

New BHB #510

6.6.8.4.D.Salvation to our God!Salvation to the Lamb!The shedding of His precious bloodOur only claim.Our God salvation gives,And through the Lamb it flows;Once slain for us—for us He lives,Our sole repose.The Lamb once slain is seenOn God's eternal throne;And His redeemed are white and cleanThrough Him alone.Salvation's joyful soundBursts from the blood-bought throng,And holy angels all aroundTake up the song.Our hearts are tuned for this,Their songs our tongues employ;The Lamb, the spring of all our bliss,And God our joy.Salvation to our God,Thanksgiving, power, and might!And to the Lamb who shed His blood.Our life and light!247Sound the high praises of Jesus, the King!

Victory

P.M.Sound the high praises of Jesus, the King!He came and He conquered—His victory sing;Sing, for the power of the tyrant is broken;The triumph complete over death and the grave.Vain is their boasting; Jehovah hath spoken,And Jesus proclaimed Himself mighty to save.Sound the high praises of Jesus, the King!He came and He conquered—His victory sing.Praise to the Conqueror! Praise to the Lord!The enemy quailed at the might of His word;To heaven He ascends and unfolds the glad story,The host of the blessed exult in His fame.In love He looks down from the throne of His glory,And rescues the ruined who trust in His Name.Sound the high praises of Jesus, the King!He came and He conquered—His victory sing.248Simply trusting every day

Trust

New BHB #521

7.7.7.7.D.Simply trusting every day,Trusting through a stormy way;Even when my faith is small,Trusting Jesus, that is all.cTrusting Him while life shall last,Trusting Him till earth is past,Till within the jasper wall;Trusting Jesus, that is all.Brightly doth His Spirit shineInto this poor heart of mine;While He leads I cannot fall,Trusting Jesus, that is all.cTrusting Him while life shall last,Trusting Him till earth is past,Till within the jasper wall;Trusting Jesus, that is all.Singing, if my way is clear,Praying, if the path is drear;If in danger, for Him call;Trusting Jesus, that is all.cTrusting Him while life shall last,Trusting Him till earth is past,Till within the jasper wall;Trusting Jesus, that is all.Trusting as the moments fly,Trusting as the days go by;Trusting Him whate'er befall,Trusting Jesus, that is all.cTrusting Him while life shall last,Trusting Him till earth is past,Till within the jasper wall;Trusting Jesus, that is all.249Sovereign grace! o'er sin abounding

Neander

New BHB #534

8.7.8.7.4.7.Sovereign grace! o'er sin abounding,Ransomed souls, the tidings swell;'Tis a deep that knows no sounding;Who its breadth or length can tell?On its gloriesLet my soul for ever dwell.What from Christ the soul can sever,Bound by everlasting bands?Once in Him, in Him for ever,Thus the eternal covenant stands;None shall pluck theeFrom the Strength of Israel's hands.Heirs of God, joint-heirs with JesusLong ere time its race began;To His Name eternal praises,O what wonders love hath done!One with Jesus;By eternal union one.On such love, my soul, still ponder,Love so great, so rich, so free!Say, while lost in holy wonder,Why, O Lord, such love to me?Hallelujah!Grace shall reign eternally.250Son of God, 'twas love that made Thee

Saphir

New BHB #529

8.7.8.7.D.Son of God, 'twas love that made TheeDie, our ruined souls to save;'Twas our sins' vast load that laid Thee,Lord of Life, within the grave;But Thy glorious resurrectionShowed Thee conqueror o'er the tomb;So the saints by Thy protectionThrough Thy work shall overcome.Thou to heaven hast now ascended,Ent'ring there by Thine own blood;All Thy work of suff'ring ended,Fully wrought the will of God.For Thy Church Thou still art caring,For us pleading in Thy love;And our place of rest preparingIn the Father's house above.Now the Holy Ghost doth gatherUnto God Thy people here;We, as sons, cry, “Abba, Father!”His great love excluding fear:What a debt of love we owe Thee,Love that we can ne'er express,Since we, through the Spirit, know Thee,Christ the Lord, our righteousness.251Saviour, we remember Thee!

Zacher

New BHB #518

7.7.7.6.Saviour, we remember Thee!Thy deep woe and agony,All Thy suffering on the tree:Saviour, we adore Thee.Calvary! O Calvary!Mercy's vast unfathomed sea,Love, eternal love to me:Saviour, we adore Thee.Darkness hung around Thy head,When for sin Thy blood was shed,Victim in the sinner's stead:Saviour, we adore Thee.Jesus, Lord, Thou now art risen!Thou hast all our sins forgiven;Haste we to our home in heaven:Saviour, we adore Thee.Soon, with joyful, glad surprise,We shall hear Thy word—Arise!Mounting upward to the skies:Glory, glory, glory!Saviour, we Thy love adore;We will praise Thee more and more;Spread Thy Name from shore to shoreSaviour, we adore Thee.252Sweet feast of love divine!

Zurich

New BHB #539

S.M.Sweet feast of love divine!'Tis grace that makes us freeTo feed upon this bread and wine,In memory, Lord of Thee.Here every welcome guestWaits, Lord, from Thee to learnThe secrets of Thy Father's breast,And all Thy grace discern.Here conscience ends its strife,And faith delights to proveThe sweetness of the Bread of Life,The fullness of Thy love.That blood that flowed for sinIn symbol here we see,And feel the blessed pledge withinThat we are loved of Thee.O if this glimpse of loveIs so divinely sweet,What will it be, O Lord, above,Thy gladdening smile to meet!To see Thee face to face,Thy perfect likeness wear,And all Thy ways of wondrous graceThrough endless years declare.253Sweet are the seasons when we wait

Melcombe

New BHB #538

L.M.Sweet are the seasons when we waitTo hear what God our Lord will say,For they who watch at Wisdom's gateAre never empty sent away.Behold us, Lord, a few of ThineWho hither come to seek Thy face;In mercy on Thy people shineAnd let Thy presence fill the place.How sweet, how blessed is the thoughtThat Thou dost hear Thy people's cries!And whether Thou dost give, or not,'Tis love that grants, and love denies.O teach us, Lord, to wait Thy will,To be content with all Thou dost;For us, Thy grace sufficient still,With most supplied when needing most.254Saviour, through the desert lead us!

Mannheim

New BHB #516

8.7.8.7.4.7.Saviour, through the desert lead us!Without Thee we cannot go;Thou from cruel chains hast freed us,Thou hast laid the tyrant low;Let Thy presenceCheer us all our journey through.What a price Thy love has bought us;Saviour, what a love is Thine!Hitherto Thy power has brought us,Power and love in Thee combine:Lord of Glory,Ever on Thy household shine.Through a desert, waste and cheerless,Though our destined journey lie,Rendered by Thy presence fearlessWe may every foe defy:Nought shall move usWhile we see Thee, Saviour, nigh.When we halt, no track discovering,Fearful lest we go astray,O'er our path Thy pillar hovering,Fire by night, and cloud by day,Shall direct usThat we may not miss our way.When we hunger Thou wilt feed us;Manna shall our camp surround;Faint and thirsty, Thou wilt heed us,Streams shall from the rock abound:Happy people!What a Saviour we have found!255Sun and Shield, O Lord, art Thou

Dix

7.6.7.6.7.7.Sun and Shield, O Lord, art Thou,Sun and Shield for ever!Never wilt Thou cease to shine,Cease to guard us, never:Cheer our steps as on we go,Come between us and the foe.Bread and Wine, O Lord, art Thou,Wine and Bread for ever!Never wilt Thou cease to feedOr refresh us, never:Feed we still on bread divine,Drink we still this heavenly wine.Love and Life, O Lord, art Thou,Life and Love for ever!Ne'er to quicken shalt Thou cease,Or to love us, never:All of life and love we needIs in Thee, in Thee indeed.Peace and Joy, O Lord, art Thou,Joy and Peace for ever!Joy that fades not, changes not,Peace that leaves us never;Joy and peace we have in Thee,Now and through eternity.Song and Strength, O Lord, art Thou,Strength and Song for ever!Strength that never can decay,Song that ceaseth never:Still to us this strength and songThrough eternal days prolong.256Sweet is the savour of His Name

Mainzer

New BHB #541

L.M.Sweet is the savour of His NameWho suffered in His people's stead;His portion here, reproach and shame:He liveth now; He once was dead.He once was dead; the very sameWho sits on yonder throne above;Who bears in heaven the greatest Name,Whom angels serve, whom angels love.He once was dead; the very sameWho made the worlds—a work of power,Who now upholds the mighty frame,And keeps it till the final hour.He once was dead; but now He lives,His glory fills all heaven above;Its blessedness to heaven He gives.The fountain He of joy and love.His people shall His triumph share,With Him shall live, and with Him reign;In heaven their joy is full, for thereThey see the Lamb for sinners slain.257Sweeter sounds than music knows

Innocents

New BHB #544

7.7.7.7.Sweeter sounds than music knowsCharm me in Immanuel's Name;All her hopes my spirit owesTo His birth, His Cross, His shame.When He came, the angels sang,Glory be to God on high!Lord, unloose my stammering tongue;Who should louder sing than I?Did the Lord a man becomeThat He might the law fulfil,Bleed and suffer in my room;And canst thou, my tongue, be still?No! I must my praises bring,Though they worthless are and weak,For should I refuse to singSure the very stones would speak.O my Saviour, Shield, and Sun,Shepherd, Counsellor, and Friend!Every precious name in one;I will love Thee without end.258Sweet the moments, rich in blessing

Sharon

New BHB #542

8.7.8.7.Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,Which before the Cross we spend,Life, and health, and peace possessingFrom the sinner's dying Friend.Here we rest, in wonder viewingAll our sins on Jesus laid,And a full redemption flowingFrom the sacrifice He made.Here we find the dawn of heaven,While upon the Cross we gaze,See our trespasses forgiven,And our songs of triumph raise.O that near the Cross abiding,We may to the Saviour cleave!Nought with Him our hearts dividing,All for Him content to leave.May we still, the Cross discerning,There for peace and comfort go;There new wonders daily learning,All the depths of mercy know.259Take the world, but give me Jesus

Nain

New BHB #547

8.7.8.7.D.Take the world, but give me Jesus,All its joys are but a name;But His love abideth ever,Through eternal years the same.cO the height and depth of mercy!O the length and breadth of love!O the fullness of redemption,Pledge of endless life above.Take the world, but give me Jesus,Sweetest comfort of my soul;With my Saviour watching o,er meI can sing, though billows roll.cO the height and depth of mercy!O the length and breadth of love!O the fullness of redemption,Pledge of endless life above.Take the world, but give me Jesus,Let me see His constant smile;Then throughout my pilgrim journeyLight will cheer me all the while.cO the height and depth of mercy!O the length and breadth of love!O the fullness of redemption,Pledge of endless life above.Take the world, but give me Jesus,In His Cross my trust shall be,Till, with clearer, brighter vision,Face to face my Lord I see.cO the height and depth of mercy!O the length and breadth of love!O the fullness of redemption,Pledge of endless life above.260The atoning work is done

St. John

New BHB #552

6.6.6.6.8.8.The atoning work is done,The Victim's blood is shed;And Jesus now has goneHis people's cause to plead.He stands in heaven, their great High Priest,And bears their names upon His breast.He sprinkled with His bloodThe mercy-seat above;For justice had withstoodThe purposes of love:But justice now withstands no more,And mercy yields its boundless store.No temple made with handsHis place of service is;In heaven itself He stands,A heavenly priesthood His:In Him the shadows of the lawAre all fulfilled, and now withdraw.And though awhile He beHid from the eyes of men,His people look to seeTheir great High Priest again:In brightest glory He will comeAnd take His waiting people home.261The Cross! the Cross! the blood-stained Cross!

Joshua

New BHB #557

C.M.The Cross! the Cross! the blood-stained Cross!The Cross of Christ I see,It tells me of that precious bloodThat once was shed for me.The wrath! the wrath! the awful wrathThat Jesus felt for me!When bearing my sin's heavy loadHe died on Calvary.But Jesus lives! the Saviour lives!In heaven He pleads for me;And boldly I approach to God,His blood my only plea.The crown! the crown! the glorious crown!The crown of victory!The crown of life! it shall be mineWhen I the Saviour see.He comes! He comes! the Saviour comes!Who bled and died for me;Then will I sing, with rapture sing,When gazing, Lord, on Thee.262The cloudless day is nearing

Morning Light

New BHB #555

7.6.7.6.D.The cloudless day is nearingWhen Thou, O Lord, wilt come,Thy radiant beauty wearing,To take Thy people home!Bright hosts on hosts around TheeShall catch Thy living rays,And all who once have found TheeBreathe out new songs of praise.But how shall I then know TheeAmid those hosts above?What tokens true will show meThe object of my love?Thy glories, all excelling,In pure effulgence shine;But GLORY in Thee dwellingWill ne'er proclaim Thee mine.Thy wounds, Thy wounds, Lord Jesus,Those deep, deep wounds will tellThe sacrifice that frees usFrom self, and death, and hell!These link Thee once for everWith all who own Thy grace;No hand these bonds can sever,No hand these scars efface,O Jesus! Lord most blessed,Thou Lamb of God divine,Thou standest forth confessed,I wondering, claim Thee mine.I worship and adore Thee,Transported with Thy love;Prostrate myself before TheeAnd dwell in light above.263The glory shines before me

Ewing

New BHB #562

7.6.7.6.D.The glory shines before me,I cannot linger here;Though clouds may darken o'er meMy Father's house is near:If through this barren desertA little while I roam,The glory shines before me,I am not far from home.Beyond the storms I'm going,Beyond this vale of tears,Beyond the floods o'erflowing,Beyond the changing years:I'm going to the better land.By faith long since possessed:The glory shines before me,For this is not my rest.The Lamb is there the glory!The Lamb is there the light!Affliction's grasp but tore meFrom phantoms of the night:The voice of Jesus calls me,My race will soon be run;The glory shines before me,The prize will soon be won.The glory shines before me,I know that all is well;My Father's care is o'er me,His praises I would tell:The love of Christ constrains me,His blood hath washed me white;Where Jesus is in glory,'Tis home, and love, and light.264The Cross! the Cross!

Standard

P.M.The Cross! the Cross!The Christian's only glory;I see the standard rise: (2x for Yarmouth)March on, march on,The Cross of Christ before thee;That Cross all hell defies.The Cross! the Cross!Redemption's standard raising;I see the banner wave: (2x for Yarmouth)Sing on, sing on,Salvation's Captain praising;'Tis Christ alone can save.The Crown! the Crown!Ah, who at last shall gain it?That Cross a crown affords. (2x for Yarmouth)Press on, press on,With courage to obtain it:The battle is the Lord's.265The countless multitude on high

Redemption Ground

New BHB #556

L.M.D.The countless multitude on highThat tune their songs to Jesus' Name,All merit of their own deny,And Jesus' worth alone proclaim.Firm on the ground of sovereign grace,They stand before Jehovah's throne;The only song in that blest placeIs “Thou art worthy! Thou alone!”With spotless robes of purest white,And branches of triumphal palm,They shout, with transports of delight,Heaven's ceaseless, universal psalm:“Salvation's glory all be paidTo Him who sits upon the throne,And to the Lamb whose blood was shed;Thou! Thou art worthy! Thou alone.For Thou wast slain, and in Thy blood”These robes were washed so spotless pure;Thou mad'st us kings and priests to God,For ever let Thy praise endure.Let us with joy adopt the strainWe soon shall sing for ever there:“Worthy's the Lamb for sinners slain,Worthy alone the crown to wear!”266The day of glory bearing

Endsleiqh

New BHB #558

7.6.7.6.D.The day of glory bearingIts brightness from afar;The day of Thine appearing,Our “Bright and Morning Star;”We hail, in hope to meet Thee,Triumphant in the sky,When every heart shall greet TheeWith songs of Victory.Thou once our spotless Surety,Didst on Mount Calv'ry bleed,Jehovah did afflict TheeAnd bruise Thee in our stead.To Thee by grace united,We joy in Thee alone;And now, by faith, delighted,Behold Thee on the throne.There Thou art intercedingFor all who on Thee rest,And weary hearts are learningTo lean upon Thy breast,Till Thou shalt come in gloryThy ransomed Church to raise,To Chant her joyful storyIn songs of loudest praise.267The Gospel of Thy grace

Gospel of Thy Grace

P.M.The Gospel of Thy graceMy stubborn heart has won;For God so loved the worldHe gave His only Son,cThat “Whosoever will believe,Shall everlasting life receive!”Shall everlasting life receive!The serpent “lifted up”Could life and healing give,So Jesus on the CrossBids me to look and live.cThat “Whosoever will believe,Shall everlasting life receive!”Shall everlasting life receive!The soul that sinneth dies;My awful doom I heard;I was for ever lost,But for Thy gracious word.cThat “Whosoever will believe,Shall everlasting life receive!”Shall everlasting life receive!Not to condemn the worldThe “Man of Sorrows” came,But that the world might haveSalvation through His Name.cThat “Whosoever will believe,Shall everlasting life receive!”Shall everlasting life receive!Lord, help my unbelief!Give me the peace of faithTo rest with child-like trustOn what Thy gospel saith.cThat “Whosoever will believe,Shall everlasting life receive!”Shall everlasting life receive!268The happy morn is come;

Darwall

6.6.6.6.8.8.The happy morn is come;Triumphant from the graveThe Saviour leaves the tomb,Almighty now to save.cCaptivity is captive ledSince Jesus liveth that was dead.Who now accuseth themFor whom the Surety died?Or who shall those condemnWhom God hath justified?cCaptivity is captive ledSince Jesus liveth that was dead.Christ hath the ransom paid;The glorious work is done;On Him our help is laid,The victory is won.cCaptivity is captive ledSince Jesus liveth that was dead.Hail! The triumphant Lord!The Resurrection, Thou;Hail! The incarnate Word!Before the throne we bow.cCaptivity is captive ledSince Jesus liveth that was dead.269The Head that once was crowned with thorns

St. Magnus

New BHB #564

C.M.The Head that once was crowned with thornsIs crowned with glory now!A royal diadem adornsThe mighty Victor's brow.Delight of all who dwell above,The joy of saints below;To us still manifest Thy loveThat we its depths may know.To us Thy Cross, with all its shame,With all its grace be given!Though earth disowns Thy lowly Name,All worship it in heaven.Who suffer with Thee, Lord, below,Shall reign with Thee above;Then let it be our joy to knowThy way of peace and love.To us Thy Cross is life and health,Though shame and death to Thee;Our present glory, joy and wealth,Our everlasting stay.270The holiest now we enter

Missionary

New BHB #565

7.6.7.6.D.The holiest now we enterIn perfect peace with God;Regaining our lost centreThrough Christ's atoning blood:Though great may be our dulnessIn thought, and word, and deed,We glory in the fullnessOf Him who meets our need.Much incense is ascendingBefore the eternal throne;God graciously is bendingTo hear each feeble groan.To all our prayers and praisesChrist adds His sweet perfume,And love the censer raisesTheir odours to consume.O God, we come with singing,Because the great High PriestOur names to Thee is bringing,Nor e'er forgets the least:For us He wears the mitreWhere holiness shines bright;For us His robes are whiterThan heaven's unsullied light.271The Lamb of God to slaughter led

Evan

New BHB #568

C.M.The Lamb of God to slaughter led,The King of Glory see!The crown of thorns upon His head,They nail Him to the tree!The Father gives His only Son;The Lord of Glory diesFor us, the guilty and undone,A spotless Sacrifice.Thy Name is holy, O our God!Before Thy throne we bow;Thy bosom is Thy saints' abode,We call Thee Father now.Enthroned with Thee now sits the Lord,And in Thy bosom dwells; Justice, that smote Him with the sword,Our perfect pardon seals.Eternal death was once our doom;Now death has lost its sting;We rose with Jesus from the tombJehovah's love to sing.272The Lord Himself shall come

Nearer Home

New BHB #569

S.M.D.The Lord Himself shall comeAnd shout the quickening word;Thousands shall answer from the tomb,For ever with the Lord.cKnowing as I am known!How shall I love that word?How oft repeat before the throne,For ever with the Lord.That resurrection word,That shout of victory,Resound, “For ever with the Lord!”Amen, so let it be!cKnowing as I am known!How shall I love that word?How oft repeat before the throne,For ever with the Lord.Then upward as we fly,That resurrection wordShall be our shout of victory,For ever with the Lord.cKnowing as I am known!How shall I love that word?How oft repeat before the throne,For ever with the Lord.How shall I meet those eyes?Mine on Himself I cast,And own myself the Saviour's prize;Mercy from first to last.cKnowing as I am known!How shall I love that word?How oft repeat before the throne,For ever with the Lord.273The God of Abraham praise

Leoni

New BHB #563

6.6.8.4.D.The God of Abraham praise,Who reigns enthroned above,Ancient of everlasting days,And God of love.Jehovah, great I AM!By earth and heaven confessed,I bow and bless the sacred Name, For ever blessed.The God of Heaven praise,At whose supreme commandFrom earth I rise, and seek my joysAt His right hand.He calls me to forsakeEarth's wisdom, fame, and power,And Him my only portion make,My shield and tower.The God of Abraham praise,Whose all-sufficient graceShall guide me all my pilgrim days,In all my ways.He calls a worm His friend,He calls Himself my God;And He shall save me to the endThrough Jesus' blood.He by Himself hath sworn,I on His oath depend,I shall, on eagle-wings upborne,To heaven ascend:I shall behold His face,I shall His power adore,And sing the wonders of His graceFor evermore.274There is a fountain filled with blood

Evan

New BHB #590

C.M.There is a fountain filled with bloodDrawn from Immanuel's veins,And sinners plunged beneath that floodLose all their guilty stains.The dying thief rejoiced to seeThat fountain in his day;And there have I, as vile as he,Washed all my sins away.Dear dying Lamb! Thy precious bloodShall never lose its powerTill all the ransomed Church of GodBe saved, to sin no more.E'er since, by faith, I saw the streamThy wounds supplied for me,Redeeming love has been my theme,And shall for ever be.Soon, in a nobler, sweeter song,I'll sing Thy power to save,And with the heavenly, blood-bought throngMy palm of victory wave.Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared,Unworthy though I be,For me a blood-bought, free reward,A golden harp for me.'Tis strung and tuned for endless years,And formed by power divine,To sound in God the Father's earsNo other Name than Thine.275The Lord is risen indeed!

Silchester

S.M.The Lord is risen indeed!Then justice asks no more;Mercy and truth are now agreed,Which stood opposed before.The Lord is risen indeed!Then all His works performed;The captive Surety now is freed,And death, our foe, disarmed.The Lord is risen indeed!He lives to die no more;He lives, His people's cause to plead,Whose curse and shame He bore.The Lord is risen indeed!And hell has lost its prey;And with Him all the ransomed seedShall reign in endless day.276The Lord of Glory! Who is He?

Luther's Hymn

New BHB #572

8.7.8.7.8.8.7.The Lord of Glory! Who is He?Who is the King of Glory?Only the Son of God can beThe Christ, the King of Glory:Consider all His wounds, and seeHow Jesus' death upon the treeProclaims Him King of Glory.Above all heavens, at God's right hand,Now sits the King of Glory;The angels, by His favour, standBefore the throne of Glory;Swiftly they fly at His commandTo guard His own of every land,To keep the heirs of glory.Death and the grave confess the LambTo be the King of Glory;The powers of darkness dread His Name,Creation shows His glory.He said: “E'er Abram was, I am;”Jesus is evermore the same,The Almighty King of Glory.Thrice happy who in Him believe,They soon will share His glory;Born of His Spirit, they receive;His Sacred pledge of glory;Taught by His Cross, for sin they grieve,He calls them brethren, and they cleaveTo Him, their hope of glory.277The Lord is risen: now death's dark judgment flood

Troyte's Chant

10.10.10.10.The Lord is risen: now death's dark judgment floodIs passed in Him who bought us with His blood.The Lord is risen: we stand beyond the doomOf all our sin, through Jesus' empty tomb.The Lord is risen: with Him we also rose,And in His grave see all our vanquished foes.The Lord is risen: beyond the judgment landIn Him, in resurrection-life, we stand.The Lord is risen: we're now redeemed to GodAnd tread the desert which His feet have trod.The Lord is risen: the sanctuary's our placeWhere now we dwell before the Father's face.The Lord is risen: the Lord is gone before;We long to see Him and to sin no more!The Lord is risen: our trumpet shout shall be,Thou hast prevailed! Thy people, Lord, are free!278The night is wearing fast away

I've Found a Friend

New BHB #578

8.7.8.7.D.The night is wearing fast away,The glorious day is dawning,When Christ shall all His grace displayThe fair millennial morning.Gloomy and dark the night hath been,And long the way, and dreary;And sad the weeping saints are seen,And faint, and worn, and weary.Ye mourning pilgrims, dry your tears,And hush each sigh of sorrow;The light of that bright morn appears,The long Sabbatic morrow.Lift up your heads! Behold from farA flood of splendour streaming!It is the bright and Morning StarIn living lustre beaming.And see that star-like host aroundOf angel bands attending;Hark! hark! the trumpet's gladdening sound,'Mid shouts triumphant blending.He comes! The Bridegroom promised long;Go forth with joy to meet Him,And raise the new and nuptial song,In cheering strains to greet Him.279There is a fold whence none can stray

Lynnwood

New BHB #589

C.M.There is a fold whence none can stray,And pastures ever green,Where sultry sun, or stormy day,Or night is never seen.There is a Shepherd living there,The Firstborn from the dead,Who tends with sweet, unwearied care The flock for which He bled.There congregate the sons of light,Fair as the morning sky,And taste of infinite delightBeneath their Saviour's eye.Their joy bursts forth in strains of loveIn one harmonious song,And through the heavenly courts aboveThe echoes roll along.O may our faith take up that soundThough toiling here below!'Midst trials may our joys abound,And songs amidst our woe.Until we reach that happy shoreAnd join to swell their strain,And from our God go out no moreAnd never weep again.280The Saviour lives, no more to die;

Mainzer

New BHB #582

L.M.The Saviour lives, no more to die;He lives our Head, enthroned on high;He lives triumphant o'er the grave;He lives eternally to save.He lives to still His people's fears;He lives to wipe away their tears;He lives their mansions to prepare;He lives to bring them safely there.The chief of sinners He receives;His saints He loves, and never leaves;He'll guard us safe from every ill,And all His promises fulfil.Then let our souls in Him rejoiceAnd sing His praise with cheerful voice;Our doubts and fears for ever gone,For Christ is on the Father's throne.281The sorrows of the daily life

Mason

New BHB #584

L.M.The sorrows of the daily life,The shadows o'er my path which fall,Too oft obscure the glory's lightUntil I rise above them all.Until upon the mountain heightI stand, my God, with Thee alone,Bathed in the fullest, clearest light,The glory that surrounds the throne.Calm in Thy secret presence, Lord,I rest this weary soul of mine;Feed on the fullness of Thy word,And die to all the things of time.Alone with Thee, O Master, whereThe light of earthly glory dies,Misunderstood by all, I dareTo do what Thine own heart will prize.Such be my path through life down here,One long, close, lonely walk with Thee,Until past every doubt and fear,Thy face in light above I see.282The love that Jesus had for me

Love

New BHB #576

P.M.The love that Jesus had for me,To suffer on the cruel treeThat I a ransomed soul might be,Is more than tongue can tell!cHis love is more than tongue can tell!His love is more than tongue can tell!The love that Jesus had for meIs more than tongue can tell!The many sorrows that He bore,And O that crown of thorns He wore,That I might live for evermore,Is more than tongue can tell!cHis love is more than tongue can tell!His love is more than tongue can tell!The love that Jesus had for meIs more than tongue can tell!The peace I have in Him, my Lord,Who pleads before the throne of GodThe merits of His precious blood,Is more than tongue can tell!cHis love is more than tongue can tell!His love is more than tongue can tell!The love that Jesus had for meIs more than tongue can tell!The joy that comes when He is near,The rest He gives, so free from fear,The Hope in Him, so bright and clear,Is more than tongue can tell.cHis love is more than tongue can tell!His love is more than tongue can tell!The love that Jesus had for meIs more than tongue can tell!283The veil is rent: Lo! Jesus stands

St. Peter

New BHB #585

C.M.The veil is rent: Lo! Jesus standsBefore the throne of grace;And clouds of incense from His handsFill all that glorious place.His precious blood is sprinkled there,Before and on the throne;And His own wounds in heaven declareHis work on earth is done.'Tis finished! on the Cross He said,In agonies and blood;'Tis finished! Now He lives to pleadBefore the face of God.'Tis finished! Here our souls can rest,His work can never fail;By Him, our Sacrifice and Priest,We enter through the veil.Within the holiest of all,Cleansed by His precious blood,Before Thy throne Thy children fall,And worship Thee, our God.Boldly our heart and voice we raise,His Name, His blood, our plea;Assured our prayers and songs of praiseAscend by Him to Thee.284The night is far spent, the day is at hand;

Hanover

P.M.The night is far spent, the day is at hand;Already the dawn may be seen in the sky;Rejoice then, ye saints, 'tis your Lord's own command;Rejoice, for the coming of Jesus draws nigh.What a day will that be when the Saviour appears!How welcome to Those who have shared in His Cross!A crown incorruptible then will be theirs,A rich compensation for suff'ring and loss.What is loss in this world when compared to that day,To the glory that then will from heaven be revealed;The Saviour is coming, His people may say,The Lord whom we look for, our Sun and our Shield.O pardon us, Lord! that our love to Thy NameIs so faint, with so much our affections to move;Our deadness should fill us with grief and with shame!So much to be loved, and so little to love.O kindle within us a holy desireLike that which was found in Thy people of old!Who felt all Thy love, and whose hearts were on fireWhile they waited impatient Thy face to behold.285There is a Name I love to hear

Belmont

New BHB #592

C.M.There is a Name I love to hear,I love to speak its worth;It sounds like music in mine ear,The sweetest Name on earth.It tells me of a Saviour's loveWho died to set me free;It tells me of His precious blood,The sinner's perfect plea.It tells me of a Father's smileBeaming upon His child;It cheers me through this “little while,”Through desert, waste, and wild.It bids my trembling soul rejoice,It dries each rising tear;It tells me, in a “still, small voice”To trust and never fear.Jesus! The Name I love so well,The Name I love to hear;No saint on earth its worth can tell,No heart conceive how dear.This Name shall shed its fragrance stillAlong life's thorny road,Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hillThat leads me up to God.And there, with all the blood-bought throng,From sin and sorrow free,I'll sing the new, eternal songOf Jesus love to me.286The wanderer no more will roam

Content

New BHB #586

8.8.8.6.The wanderer no more will roam,The lost one to the fold hath come,The prodigal is welcomed home,O Lamb of God, in Thee.Though clad in rags, by sin defiled,The Father hath embraced His child;And I am pardoned, reconciled,O Lamb of God, in Thee.It is the Father's joy to bless,His love provides for me a dress,A robe of spotless righteousness,O Lamb of God in Thee.Now shall my famished soul be fed,A feast of love for me is spread,I feed upon the children's bread,O Lamb of God, in Thee.Yea, in the fullness of His graceHe puts me in the children's place,Where I may gaze upon His face,O Lamb of God, in Thee.I cannot half His love express,Yet, Lord, with joy my lips confess,This blessed portion I possess,O Lamb of God, in Thee.And when I in Thy likeness shine,The glory and the praise be Thine,That everlasting joy is mine,O Lamb of God, in Thee.287Thy Name we bless, Lord Jesus!

Zoan II

New BHB #620

7.7.8.7.D.Thy Name we bless, Lord Jesus!That Name all names excelling:How great Thy love, all praise above,Should every tongue be telling.The Father's loving-kindnessIn giving Thee was shown us;Now by Thy blood-redeemed to God,As children He doth own us.From that eternal gloryThou hadst with God the Father,He gave His Son, that He in oneHis children all might gather.Our sins were all laid on Thee,God's wrath Thou hast endured;It was for us Thou suffer'dst thus,And hast our peace secured.Thou from the dead wast raised,And from all condemnationThe Church is free, as risen in Thee,Head of the new creation!On high Thou hast ascendedTo God's right hand in heaven;The Lamb once slain, alive again,To Thee all power is given.Thou hast bestowed the earnestOf that we shall inherit;Till Thou shalt come to take us homeWe're sealed by God the Spirit.We wait for Thine appearing,When we shall know more fullyThe grace divine that made us Thine,Thou Lamb of God most holy.288Thou art coming, O our Saviour!

Thou art Coming

New BHB #603

8.7.8.7.D.Thou art coming, O our Saviour!Coming, God's anointed King!Every tongue Thy Name confessing,Well may we rejoice and sing.Thou art coming! Rays of glory,Through the veil Thy death has rent,Gladden now our pilgrim pathway,Glory from Thy presence sent.cThou art coming! Thou art coming!We shall meet Thee on Thy way;Thou art coming! We shall see Thee,And be like Thee on that day:Thou art coming! Thou art coming!Jesus, our beloved Lord!O the joy to see Thee reigning,Worshipped, glorified, adored.Thou art coming! Not a shadow,Not a mist, and not a tear,Not a sin, and not a sorrowOn that sunrise grand and clear:Thou art coming! Blessed Saviour,Nothing else seems worth a thought;O how marvelous the glory,And the bliss Thy pain hath bought.cThou art coming! Thou art coming!We shall meet Thee on Thy way;Thou art coming! We shall see Thee,And be like Thee on that day:Thou art coming! Thou art coming!Jesus, our beloved Lord!O the joy to see Thee reigning,Worshipped, glorified, adored.Thou art coming! We are waitingWith a “hope” that cannot fail,Asking not the day or hour,Anchored safe within the veil:Thou art coming! At Thy tableWe are witnesses for this,As we meet Thee in communion,Earnest of our coming bliss.cThou art coming! Thou art coming!We shall meet Thee on Thy way;Thou art coming! We shall see Thee,And be like Thee on that day:Thou art coming! Thou art coming!Jesus, our beloved Lord!O the joy to see Thee reigning,Worshipped, glorified, adored.289Through Thy precious body broken

Tenderness

New BHB #615

8.4.8.4.8.8.8.4.Through Thy precious body brokenInside the veil;O what words to sinners spokenInside the veil!Precious as the blood that bought us,Perfect as the love that sought us,Holy as the Lamb that brought usInside the veil.When we see Thy love unshakenOutside the camp;Scorned by man, by God forsakenOutside the camp;Thy loved Cross alone can charm us,Shame need now no more alarm us,Glad we follow, nought can harm usOutside the camp.Lamb of God, through Thee we enterInside the veil;Cleansed by Thee, we boldly ventureInside the veil:Not a stain; a new creation;Ours is such a full salvation;Low we bow in adorationInside the veil.Unto Thee, the homeless strangerOutside the camp,Forth we hasten, fear no dangerOutside the camp.Thy reproach far richer treasureThan all Egypt's boasted pleasure:Drawn by love that knows no measure,Outside the camp.Soon Thy saints shall all be gatheredInside the veil:All at home, no more be scattered,Inside the veil.Nought from Thee our hearts shall sever;We shall see Thee, grieve Thee never;Praise the Lamb! shall sound for everInside the veil.290Thou hidden love of God, Whose height

Giessen

New BHB #605

8.8.8.8.8.8.Thou hidden love of God, Whose height,Whose depth unfathomed no man knows,I see from far Thy beauteous light,And inly sigh for Thy repose:My heart is pained, nor can it beAt rest till it finds rest in Thee.Is there a thing beneath the sunThat strives with Thee my heart to share?O tear it thence, and reign aloneThe Lord of every motion there!Then shall my heart from earth be free,When it has found repose in Thee.O hide this self from me that INo more, but Christ in me shall live!My vile affections mortify,Nor let one darling sin survive:In all things nothing may I see,Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee.Each moment calls from earth awayMy heart which lowly waits Thy call;Speak to my inmost soul and say,I am thy Life, thy God, thy All!To know Thy power, to hear Thy voice,To feel Thy love, be all my choice.291Thy broken body, gracious Lord

Rockingham

New BHB #616

L.M.Thy broken body, gracious Lord,Is shadowed by this broken bread:The wine, which in this cup is poured,Points to the blood which Thou hast shed.And while we meet together thusWe show that we are one in Thee;Thy precious blood was shed for us,Thy death, O Lord, has set us free.Brethren! In Thee, in union sweet,For ever be Thy grace adored!'Tis in Thy Name that now we meet,And know Thou'rt with us, gracious Lord.We have one hope that Thou wilt come;Thee in the air we wait to see,When Thou wilt take Thy people home,And we shall ever reign with Thee.292Though often here we're weary

Salvatori

7.6.7.6.D.Though often here we're wearyThere is sweet rest above;A rest that is eternalWhere all is peace and love:O then let us press forwardThat glorious rest to gain!We'll soon be free from sorrow,From toil, and care, and pain.Our Saviour will be with usE'en to our journey's end,In every sore afflictionHis present help to lend.He never will grow weary,Though often we request;He'll give us grace to conquer,And take us home to rest.All glory to the FatherWho gives us every good;And glory be to JesusWho bought us with His blood;And glory to the SpiritWho keeps us to the end:To the Triune God be glory,The sinner's only Friend.293Through the dark path of sorrow

Security

11.11.11.11.Through_the dark path of sorrow which Jesus has trod,Thy feeble ones wander, our Father, our God:And_the thick clouds that gather but turn us awayFrom the waste howling desert, where He could not stay.From_the cold world that knoweth and loveth its own,Where Jesus was hated, rejected, unknown,We_will cheerfully hasten, rejoicing to beCounted worthy to suffer, Lord Jesus, for Thee.In_the fierce hour that trieth the children of men,In_the hour of temptation, O succour us then!Let_the weak and the feeble find under Thine arm,In the blast of the terrible, shelter from harm.When_the proud are exalted and seated on high,When trouble and desperate sorrow draw nigh,When_the hearts of all others are failing for fear,Then_we lift up our heads, for the glory is near.O hasten Thy coming! We long for the day;Bright Star of the morning no longer delay;Let_the groaning creation from sorrow be free,And_the purchased possession be gathered to Thee.294Thou, my everlasting portion!

Close to Thee

New BHB #607

P.M.Thou, my everlasting portion!More than friend or life to me,All along my pilgrim journey,Saviour, let me walk with Thee.Close to Thee, close to Thee,Close to Thee, close to Thee,All along my pilgrim journey,Saviour, let me walk with Thee.Not for ease or worldly pleasure,Nor for fame my prayer shall be,Gladly will I toil and suffer,Only let me walk with Thee.Close to Thee, close to Thee,Close to Thee, close to Thee,Gladly will I toil and suffer,Only let me walk with Thee.Lead me through the vale of shadows,Bear me o'er life's fitful sea;Then the gate of life eternalI shall enter, Lord, with Thee,Close to Thee, close to Thee,Close to Thee, close to Thee,Then the gate of life eternalI shall enter, Lord, with Thee.295Thy love we own, Lord Jesus;

Ezra

New BHB #619

7.7.8.7.D.Thy love we own, Lord Jesus;In service unremitting,Within the veil Thou dost prevail,Each soul for worship fitting.Encompassed here with failure,Each earthly refuge fails us;Without, within, beset with sin,Thy Name alone avails us.Thy love we own, Lord Jesus!For though Thy toils are ended,Thy tender heart doth take its partWith those Thy grace befriended.Thy sympathy, most precious!Thou succourest in sorrow,And bidst us cheer while pilgrims here,And haste the hopeful morrow.Thy love we own, Lord Jesus!Thy way is traced before Thee;Thou wilt descend, and we ascend,To meet in heavenly glory.Soon shall the blissful morningCall forth Thy saints to meet Thee,Only our Lord, alone adored,With gladness then we'll greet Thee.Thy love we own, Lord Jesus!And wait to see Thy glory,To know as known, and fully ownThy perfect grace before Thee:We plead Thy parting promise,Come, Saviour, to release us;Then endless praise our lips shall raiseFor love like Thine, Lord Jesus.296Through the love of God our Saviour

Evensong

New BHB #614

8.4.8.8.8.4.Through the love of God our SaviourAll will be well.Free and changeless is His favour;All, all is well.Precious is the blood that healed us,Perfect is the grace that sealed us,Strong the hand stretched forth to shield us,All must be well.Though we pass through tribulationAll will be well.Ours is such a full salvation;All, all is well.Happy, still in God confiding,Fruitful, if in Christ abiding,Holy, through the Spirit's guiding,All must be well.We expect a bright to-morrow;All will be well.Faith can sing through days of sorrow,All, all is well.On our Father's love relying,Christ our every need supplying,Whether living now, or dying,All must be well.297Twas love that sought Gethsemane

Ezra

New BHB #631

8.7.8.7.Twas love that sought GethsemaneOr Judas ne'er had found Thee;'Twas love that nailed Thee to the treeOr iron ne'er had bound Thee.'Twas love that lived, 'twas love that died,With endless life to bless us;Well hast Thou won Thy blood-bought Bride,Worthy art Thou, Lord Jesus!298This world is a wilderness wide

David

New BHB #602

8.9.9.9.This world is a wilderness wide,I have nothing to seek or to choose;I've no thought in the waste to abide;I have nought to regret nor to lose.The path where my Saviour is goneHas led up to His Father and God,To the place where He's now on the throne;And His strength shall be mine on the road.With Him shall my rest be on high,When in holiness bright I sit down,In the joy of His love ever nigh,In the peace that His presence shall crown.'Tis the treasure I've found in His loveThat has made me a pilgrim below;And 'tis there, when I reach Him aboveAs I'm known, all His fullness I'll know.And Saviour, 'tis Thou from on highI await till the time Thou shalt come,To take him Thou hast led by Thine eyeTo Thyself in Thy heavenly home.299Till He come! O let the words

Studley

New BHB #621

7.7.7.7.7.7.“'Till He come!” O let the wordsLinger on the trembling chords;Let the “little while” betweenIn their golden light be seen;Let us think how heaven and homeLie beyond that “Till He come!”When the weary ones we loveEnter on their rest above,When their words of love and cheerFall no longer on our ear,Hush! be every murmur dumb,It is only “Till He come!”Clouds and darkness round us press;Would we have one sorrow less?All the sharpness of the cross,All that tells the world is loss,Death, and darkness, and the tomb,Pain us only “Till He come!”Sweet the feast of love divine,Broken bread and outpoured wine;Sweet memorials, till the LordCall us round His heavenly board,Some from earth, from glory some,Severed only “Till He come!”300Tis we, O Lord, whom Thou hast shown

Winchester

New BHB #625

L.M.'Tis we, O Lord, whom Thou hast shownThe deadly bitterness of sin;We, who forgiving love have known,May fitly bring thank-offerings in.Thy presence called for Israel's praise,Encompassed by their mortal foes;And when in death they met their gaze,What songs of glorious triumph rose.And we have known redemption, Lord,From bondage worse than theirs by far;Sin held us by a stronger cord,Yet by Thy mercy free we are.O blessed Lord! Thy groans and tears,Thy death the power of darkness broke;Bursting the chains we wore for yearsIt freed us from the iron yoke.Divine Deliverer! Thou aloneThy people from the deep couldst bring;The glorious triumph all Thine own:Thy Name, Thy might, Thy grace, we sing.301To Thee, O gracious Saviour!

Munich

New BHB #629

7.6.7.6.D.To Thee, O gracious Saviour!My spirit turns for rest,My peace is in Thy favour,My pillow on Thy breast:Though all the world deceive meI know that I am Thine,And Thou wilt never leave me,O blessed Saviour mine.In Thee my trust abideth,On Thee my hope relies,O Thou whose love providethFor all beneath the skies:O Thou whose mercy found me,From bondage set me free,And then for ever bound meWith threefold cords to Thee.My grief is in the dullnessWith which this sluggish heartDoth open to the fullnessOf all Thou dost impart:My joy is in Thy merit,And holiness divine,My comfort in Thy SpiritThat binds my life to Thine.Alas, that I should everHave failed in love to Thee,The only One who neverForgot or slighted me!O for a heart to love TheeMore truly as I ought,And nothing place above TheeIn deed, or word, or thought.O for that choicest blessingOf living in Thy love!And thus on earth possessingThe peace of heaven above:O for the bliss that by itThe soul securely knows,The holy calm and quietOf faith's serene repose.302Blessed hour of prayer

Hour of Prayer

New BHB #624

P.M.'Tis the blessed hour of prayer when our hearts lowly bend,And we gather to Jesus, our Saviour and Friend;If we come to Him in faith, His protection to share,What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there.cBlessed hour of prayer,Blessed hour of prayer,What a balm for the weary!O how sweet to be there.'Tis the blessed hour of prayer when the Saviour draws nearWith tender compassion His people to hear;When He tells us we may cast at His feet every care:What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there.cBlessed hour of prayer,Blessed hour of prayer,What a balm for the weary!O how sweet to be there.'Tis the blessed hour of prayer when the tempted and tried,To the Saviour who loves them, their sorrows confide;With a sympathising heart He removes every care:What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there.cBlessed hour of prayer,Blessed hour of prayer,What a balm for the weary!O how sweet to be there.At the blessed hour of prayer, if we firmly believeThat the blessing we ask for we'll surely receive,In the fullness of delight we shall lose every care:What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there.cBlessed hour of prayer,Blessed hour of prayer,What a balm for the weary!O how sweet to be there.303Tis finished all: our souls to win

Melcombe

New BHB #622

L.M.Tis finished all: our souls to winHis life the blessed Saviour gave;Then rising, left His people's sinBehind Him in His open grave.Past suff'ring now, the tender heart,Of Jesus, on His Father's throne,Still in our sorrow bears a part,And feels it as He felt His own.Sweet thought! We have a Friend above,Our weary, faltering steps to guide,Who follows with the eye of loveThe little flock for which He died.Lord Jesus, teach us moreand more On Thee alone to cast our care;And gazing on Thy Cross, adoreThe wondrous grace that brought Thee there.304Tis past, the dark and dreary night.

Harrington

New BHB #623

C.M.Tis past, the dark and dreary night.And, Lord, we hail Thee now,Our Morning Star, without a cloudOf sadness on Thy brow.Thy path on earth. the Cross, the grave,Thy sorrows all are o'er;And O sweet thought! Thine eye shall weep.Thy heart shall break no more.Deep were those sorrows, deeper stillThe love that brought Thee low,That bade the streams of life from Thee,A lifeless Victim, flow.Drawn from Thy pierced and bleeding side,That pure and cleansing floodSpeaks peace to every heart that knowsThe virtues of Thy blood.Yet 'tis not that we know the joyOf cancelled sin alone,But, happier far, Thy saints are calledTo share Thy glorious throne.So closely are we linked in love,So wholly one with Thee,That all Thy bliss and glory thenOur portion blest shall be.305To Calvary, Lord, in spirit now

St. Paul

New BHB #626

C.M.To Calvary, Lord, in spirit nowOur weary souls repair,To dwell upon Thy dying love,And taste its sweetness there.Sweet resting-place of every heartThat feels the plague of sin,Yet knows the deep, mysterious joyOf peace with God within.There, through Thine hour of deepest woe,Thy suffering spirit passed;Grace there its wondrous victory gained,And love endured its last.O Lamb of God! Thy bleeding wounds,With cords of love divine,Have drawn our willing hearts to Thee,And linked our life with Thine.Our longing eyes would fain beholdThat bright and blessed brow,Once wrung with bitterest anguish, wearIts crown of glory now.Thy sympathies and hopes are ours:We long, O Lord, to seeCreation all—below, above,Redeemed and blessed by Thee.306Unworthy our thanksgiving

Missionary

7.6.7.6.D.Unworthy our thanksgiving,Our service stained with sin,Except as Thou art living.Our Priest, to bear it in;In every act of worship,In every loving deed,Our thoughts around Thee centreAs meeting all our need.A bond that nought can severHas fixed us to the Rock;Sin put away for everFrom all the Shepherd's flockAnd, Lord, Thy perfect fitnessTo do a kinsman's part,The Holy Ghost doth witnessTo each believer's heart.As dews that fall on HermonRefresh the plains below,The Spirit's holy unctionThrough Thee to us doth flow.Ah, then, how good and pleasant,As one, to live in love,Forgetting all things presentIn hope of joys above.307Unto Him who loved us, gave us

Regent Square

New BHB #634

8.7.8.7.8.7.Unto Him who loved us, gave usEvery pledge that love could give;Freely shed His blood to save us;Gave His life that we might live;Be the kingdom, And dominion,And the glory evermore.308Unto the Lamb that was slain

St. Magnus

C.M.Unto the Lamb that once was slain,Be endless blessings paid!Salvation, glory, joy remainFor ever on Thy head.Thou has redeemed us with Thy blood,Hast set the prisoners free;Hast made us kings and priests to God,And we shall reign with Thee.309Walk in the light, so shalt thou know

Emmanuel

New BHB #636

C.M.Walk in the light, so shalt thou knowThat fellowship of loveHis Spirit only can bestow,Who reigns in light above.Walk in the light, o'er sin abhorredThou shalt the victory gain;The blood of Jesus Christ Thy LordCleanseth from every stain.Walk in the light, and thou shalt findThy heart made truly His,Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined,In whom no darkness is.Walk in the light, and e'en the tombNo fearful shade shall wear;Glory shall chase away the gloom,For Christ hath conquered there.Walk in the light, and thine shall be.A path, though thorny, bright;For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee,And God Himself is light.310We bless our Saviour's Name

Boylston

New BHB #640

S.M.We bless our Saviour's Name,Our sins are all forgiven;To suffer, once to earth He came,And now He's crowned in heaven.His precious blood was shed,His body bruised for sin;Rememb'ring this we break the bread,And, joyful, drink the wine.While we remember Thee,Lord, in our midst appear!Let each by faith Thy body seeWhile we assemble here.We never would forgetThy rich, Thy precious love;Our theme of joy and wonder here,Our endless song above!O let Thy love constrainOur souls to cleave to Thee!And ever in our hearts remainThat word, “Remember Me!”311We come, our gracious Father

Munich

New BHB #642

7.6.7.6.D.We come, our gracious Father,With many hearts as one,And here we only gatherIn memory of Thy Son:We prize each happy tokenOf peace with Thee, our God;The bread, His body broken;The wine, His precious blood.Whilst breaking bread we ponder,Lord Jesus, on Thy love,And see, with silent wonder.What drew Thee from above.Complete in Thy completeness,The Church, Thy favoured Bride,Possesses all the SweetnessThy perfect love supplied.312We love to sing with one accord

Belmount

New BHB #645

C.M.We love to sing with one accordThe riches of Thy grace;We love to come before Thee, Lord,On earth no happier place.We love to lean upon Thy breastIn the repose of faith,And find our soul's enduring restIn what Thy Spirit saith.He witnessed to the constant guiltThat marked the path we trod;He witnessed that Thy blood was spiltTo bring us nigh to God.He made us look to Thee alone,And showed us our release;He brings the message from the throne,Of mercy, grace, and peace.In songs of praise we would recordThy mercy while we live,And standing in Thy presence, Lord,Far sweeter praises give.313We praise Thy great love

Thine the Glory

New BHB #647

P.M.We praise Thy great love,Our Father and God;Rejoicing in Jesus,Whom Thou hast bestowed.cHallelujah! Thine the glory!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Thine the glory!Revive us again.We praise Thee, O God,For the joy Thou hast givenTo Thy saints in communion,These foretastes of heaven.cHallelujah! Thine the glory!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Thine the glory!Revive us again.We praise Thee, O God,For the Word of Thy love,Which unfolds Thy rich graceAnd Thy glory above.cHallelujah! Thine the glory!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Thine the glory!Revive us again.Accepted in Christ,Who has stood in our place,We shall show in the gloryThy riches of grace.cHallelujah! Thine the glory!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Thine the glory!Revive us again.We work for Him now,Till, God's purpose complete,The Bride and the BridegroomIn glory shall meet.cHallelujah! Thine the glory!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Thine the glory!Come quickly again.Lord Jesus, we waitFor the day Thou shalt come;We long for Thy presence,Our heavenly home.cHallelujah! Thine the glory!Hallelujah! Amen!Hallelujah! Thine the glory!Come quickly again.314We're a pilgrim band in a stranger land

Resolution

P.M.We're a pilgrim band in a stranger landWho are marching from Calvary,Where the wondrous Cross, with its gain and loss,Is the sum of our history:There we lost our stand in a death-doomed land,As children of wrath by the fall;There we gained a place as heirs of graceAt the feast in the heavenly hall.We read our guilt in the blood that was spilt,And we weep o'er the crimson flow;But we joy in the grace of the unveiled faceOf a Father here below:And as sons of God, redeemed by blood,We hasten from Egypt away;We cross the sand to the pleasant landAnd the joys of an endless day.We were children of night, kept far from the light,Enslaved by a cruel foe;But Jesus' pains broke the iron chains,And redeemed our souls from woe:Now as children of light we walk and we fightIn a path of triumphant joy;For our strength is the Lord, whose Word is our sword,While faith is the shield we employ.Our home is with God, and our path has been trodBy the faithful of ages all,And us He will bring, as on eagles' wing,To our place in the marriage hall:Then, then shall we sing, as the Bride of the King,Of the blood that has brought us so nigh,To bask in the blaze of the Ancient of Days,Enthroned above the sky.315We sing the praise of Him who died

Mainzer

New BHB #651

L.M.We sing the praise of Him who died,Of Him who died upon the Cross,The sinner's Hope—though men deride,For Him we count the world but loss.Inscribed upon the Cross we see,In shining letters, “God is love;”The Lamb who died upon the treeHas brought us mercy from above.The Cross! It takes our guilt away;It holds the fainting spirit up;It cheers with hope the gloomy dayAnd sweetens every bitter cup.It makes the coward spirit brave,And nerves the feeble arm for fight;It takes its terror from the grave,And gilds the bed of death with light.The balm of life, the cure of woe,The measure and the pledge of love,The sinner's refuge here below,The theme of praise in heaven above.316What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone

St. Bernard

New BHB #660

C.M.What grace, O Lord, and beauty shoneAround Thy steps below!What patient love was seen in allThy life and death of woe!For ever on Thy burdened heartA weight of sorrow hung;Yet no ungentle, murmuring wordEscaped Thy silent tongue.Thy foes might hate, despise, revile,Thy friends unfaithful prove;Unwearied in forgiveness stillThy heart could only love.O give us hearts to love like Thee!Like Thee, O Lord, to grieveFar more for others' sins, than allThe wrongs that we receive.One with Thyself, may every eye,In us, Thy brethren, seeThat gentleness and grace that springFrom union, Lord, with Thee.317What a Friend we have in Jesus

Paraclete

New BHB #659

8.7.8.7.D.What a Friend we have in Jesus,All our sins and grief's to bear!What a privilege to carryEverything to God in prayer!O what peace we often forfeit,O what needless pain we bear!All because we do not carryEverything to God in prayer.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.Are we weak and heavy-laden,Cumbered with a load of care?Blessed Saviour, 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 shalt find a solace there.318We'll sing of the Shepherd that died

David

New BHB #656

8.8.8.8.We'll sing of the Shepherd that died,That died for the sake of the flock;His love to the utmost was tried,But firmly endured as a rock.When blood from a victim must flow,This Shepherd, by pity, was ledTo stand between us and the foe,And willingly die in our stead.Our song then for ever should beOf the Shepherd who gave Himself thus;No subject's so glorious as He,No theme's so affecting to us.We'll sing of such subjects aloneNone other our tongues shall employ,Till fully His love becomes knownIn yonder bright regions of joy.319When first, o'erwhelmed with sin and shame

Giessen

New BHB #668

8.8.8.8.8.8.When first, o'erwhelmed with sin and shame,To Jesus' Cross I trembling came,Burdened with guilt, and full of fear,Yet drawn by love to venture near,Pardon I found, and peace with God,In Jesus' rich, atoning blood.My sin is gone, my fear is o'er,I shun God's presence now no more;He sits upon the throne of grace,He bids me boldly seek His face:Sprinkled upon the throne of GodI see that rich, atoning blood.Here I can rest without a fear;By this, to God I now draw near;By this, I triumph over sin,For this has made and keeps me clean;And when I reach the throne of GodI'll praise that rich, atoning blood.320When languor and disease invade

Courtallan Martyrdom

C.M.When langour and disease invadeThis trembling house of clay,'Tis sweet to look beyond our cageAnd long to fly away.Sweet to look inward, and attendThe whispers of His love;Sweet to look upward to the placeWhere Jesus pleads above.Sweet to look back, and see my nameIn life's fair book set down;Sweet to look forward, and beholdEternal joys my own.Sweet to reflect how grace divineMy sins on Jesus laid;Sweet to remember that His bloodMy debt of suffering paid.Sweet in God's righteousness to stand,Which saves from second death;Sweet to experience, day by day,His Spirit's quickening breath.Sweet on His faithfullness to rest,Whose love can never end;Sweet on His covenant of graceFor all things to depend.Sweet, in the confidence of faith,To trust His firm decrees;Sweet to lie passive in His hands,And know no will but His.321Come, ye saints, rejoice with Jesus

Anticipation

8.7.8.7.8.7.Come, ye saints, rejoice with Jesus,Called with Him His joy to share;Seraphs worship, angels praise Him;We His friends and followers are:Lost ones found and dead ones raised,Now the heart of Jesus cheer.Praise the Lord with hallelujahs!Endless praises let us bring;Praise His Name for these great mercies,Turn we now His praise to sing:Loudest praises, Loudest praisesMake the court of heaven ring.Praise Him! Praise Him! Never ceasing,Ye who prove God's boundless grace;Have we asked, and has He answered?Thankful hearts to heaven raise:He is worthy, He is worthyTo receive His children's praise.Hallelujah! Hallelujah!Heartfelt praise to God we give;They should loudest sing His praisesWho His blessings thus receive:Songs of praises, Songs of praisesLet us render while we live.Shout, ye ransomed heirs of heaven!Saved to show God's praises forth;While ye shout, let joys unspokenFill your hearts with heavenly mirth:Hearts exulting, Songs out-bursting,Put to shame the joys of earth322When I survey the wondrous Cross

Rockingham Boston Mason

New BHB #669

Isaac Watts & Hymns Ancient and Modern (1707)

L.M.When I survey the wondrous CrossOn which the Prince of Glory died,My richest gain I count but loss,And pour contempt on all my pride.Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,Save in the Cross of Christ, my God;All the vain things that charm me mostI sacrifice them to His blood.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?Were the whole realm of nature mineThat were an offering far too small;Love so amazing, so divine,Demands my heart, my life, my all!323While in sweet communion feeding

Salvator Deerhurst

8.7.8.7.D.While in sweet communion feedingOn this earthly bread and wine,Saviour, may we see Thee bleedingOn the Cross to make us Thine!Now our eyes we would be closingTo this fleeting world below,And upon Thyself reposing,More of grace and mercy know.Though unseen, be ever near usWith the still small voice of love,Whispering words of peace to cheer us,Every doubt and fear remove;Bring before us all the storyOf Thy life and death of woe,And, with hopes of endless glory,Wean our hearts from all below.324When peace, like a river, attendeth my way

It is Well

New BHB #671

P.M.When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,When sorrows, like sea-billows roll;Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,It is well, it is well with my soul.cIt is well with my soul,It is well, it is well with my soul.Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,Let this blest assurance control,That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,And hath shed His own blood for my soul.cIt is well with my soul,It is well, it is well with my soul.My sin, O the bliss of this glorious thought!My sin, not in part but the whole,Is nailed to His Cross, and I bear it no more;Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!cIt is well with my soul,It is well, it is well with my soul.For me be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live!If death's waters o'er me shall rollNo pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.cIt is well with my soul,It is well, it is well with my soul.But, Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait;The sky, not the grave is our goal:O trump of the angel! O voice of the Lord!Blessed hope! Blessed rest of my soul!cIt is well with my soul,It is well, it is well with my soul.325With Jesus in our midst

Selma

New BHB #684

S.M.With Jesus in our midst,We gather round the board;Though many, we are one in Christ,One body in the Lord.Our sins were laid on HimWhen bruised on Calvary:With Christ we died and rose again,And sit with Him on high.Faith eats the bread of life,And drinks the living wine;Thus we, in love together knit,On Jesus' breast recline.Soon shall the night be gone,And we with Jesus reign;The marriage supper of the LambShall banish all our pain.326With joy we meditate the grace

Harington

New BHB #685

C.M.With joy we meditate the graceOf our High Priest above;His heart o'erflows with tenderness,His very name is Love.Touched with a sympathy withinHe knows our feeble frame;He knows what sore temptations areFor He endured the same.But spotless, innocent, and pureOur great Redeemer stood;No stain of sin did e'er defileThe holy Lamb of God.He, when He sojourned here below,Poured forth His cries and tears;And, though exalted, feels afreshWhat every member bears.Then boldly let our faith addressHis mercy and His power;We shall obtain delivering graceIn each distressing hour.327Hark! hark! hear the glad tidings

Glad Tidings

P.M.Hark! hark! hear the glad tidings,Soon, soon, Jesus will come,Robed, robed, in honour and glory,To gather His ransomed ones home:Yes, yes, O yes!To gather His ransomed ones home.Joy, joy, sound it more loudly;Sing, sing, glory to God;Christ Jesus is quickly returning,Publish the tidings abroad:Yes, yes, O yes!Publish the tidings abroad.Now, now, through a glass darkly,Shine, shine, visions to come;Soon, soon, we shall behold Him,Cloudless and bright in our home:Yes, yes, O yes!Cloudless and bright in our home.Long, long, have we been waiting,Who, who love His blest Name;Now, now, we are delightingJesus is near to proclaim:Yes, yes, O yes!Jesus is near to proclaim.Still, still, rest on the promise;Cling, cling, fast to His Word;Wait, wait, He will not tarry,We'll patiently wait for the Lord:Yes, yes, O yes!We'll patiently wait for the Lord.328Worthy, worthy is the Lamb!

Warwick Lane

New BHB #697

P.M.Worthy, worthy is the Lamb!Worthy, worthy is the Lamb!Worthy, worthy is the LambThat was slain.cPraise Him, hallelujah!Bless Him, hallelujah!Praise Him, hallelujah!Praise the Lamb!Thou redeem'st our souls to God,Thou redeem'st our souls to God,Thou redeem'st our souls to GodBy Thy blood.cPraise Him, hallelujah!Bless Him, hallelujah!Praise Him, hallelujah!Praise the Lamb!Thou hast made us kings and priests,Thou hast made us kings and priests,Thou hast made us kings and priestsTo our God.cPraise Him, hallelujah!Bless Him, hallelujah!Praise Him, hallelujah!Praise the Lamb!We shall ever reign with Thee,We shall ever reign with Thee,We shall ever reign with Thee,Lamb of God.cPraise Him, hallelujah!Bless Him, hallelujah!Praise Him, hallelujah!Praise the Lamb!329I am Thine, O Lord! I have heard Thy voice

Draw Me Nearer

New BHB #194

P.M.I am Thine, O Lord! I have heard Thy voice,And it told Thy love to me;But I long to rise in the arms of faith,And be closer drawn to Thee.cDraw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,To the Cross where Thou hast died;Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,To Thy precious, wounded side.Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,By the power of grace divine;Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,And my will be lost in Thine.cDraw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,To the Cross where Thou hast died;Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,To Thy precious, wounded side.O the pure delight of a single hour,That before Thy throne I spend!When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God,I commune as friend with friend.cDraw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,To the Cross where Thou hast died;Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,To Thy precious, wounded side.There are depths of love that I cannot knowTill I cross the narrow sea;There are heights of joy that I may not reachTill I rest in peace with Thee.cDraw me nearer, nearer blessed Lord,To the Cross where Thou hast died;Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessed Lord,To Thy precious, wounded side.330I will never, never leave thee

Constancy

New BHB #225

8.7.8.7.D.I will never, never leave thee,I will never thee forsake!I will guard, and save, and keep thee,For My Name and mercy's sake!Fear no evil, fear no evil,Only all My counsel take,For I'll never, never leave thee,I will never thee forsake.When the storm is raging round thee,Call on Me in humble prayer,I will fold My arms about thee,Guard thee with the tend'rest care;In the trial, in the trialI will make thy pathway clear.For I'll never, never leave thee,I will never thee forsake.When the sky above is glowing,And around thee all is bright,Pleasure like a river flowing,All things tending to delight,I'll be with thee, I'll be with thee,I will guide thy steps aright.For I'll never, never leave thee,I will never thee forsake.When thy soul is dark and clouded,Filled with doubt, and grief, and care,Through the mist by which 'tis shrouded.I will make a light appear.And the banner, and the bannerOf My love I will uprear.For I'll never, never leave thee,I will never thee forsake.331With steady pace the pilgrim moves

St. Magnus Irish

New BHB #690

C.M.With steady pace the pilgrim movesTo-wards the blissful shore,And sings with cheerful heart and voice,'Tis better on before.His passage through a desert liesWhere furious lions roar;He takes his staff, and, smiling, says,'Tis better on before.When tempted to forsake his GodAnd give the contest o'er,He hears a voice which says, “Look up!'Tis better on before.”When stern affliction clouds his cheek,And want stands at the door,Hope cheers him with her sunniest note,'Tis better on before.And if on Jordan's bank he stands,And sees the radiant shore,Bright angels whisper, “Come away!'Tis better on before.”And so it is, for high in heavenThey never suffer more;Eternal calm succeeds the storm;'Tis better on before!332O thou whose bounty fills our cup

Abridge

C.M.O thou whose bounty fills our cupWith every blessing meet!We give Thee thanks for every drop,The bitter and the sweet.We thank Thee for the desert road,And for the river side;For all Thy goodness has bestowed,And all Thy grace denied.We thank Thee for the smile and frown,And for the gain and loss;We bless Thee for the future crown,And for the present cross.We bless Thee for the glad increase,And for the waning joy;And for the calm and settled peaceWhich nothing can destroy.333Just as I am, without one plea

Woodworth Agnus Dei

8.8.8.6.Just as I am, without one pleaBut that Thy blood was shed for me,And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,O Lamb of God, I come!Just as I am, and waiting notTo rid my soul of one dark blot,To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,O Lamb of God, I come!Just as I am, though tossed aboutWith many a conflict, many a doubt,Fightings within, and foes without,O Lamb of God, I come!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!Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;Because Thy promise I believe,O Lamb of God, I come!Just as I am, Thy love unknownHas broken every barrier down;Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,O Lamb of God, I come!334Come ye, who bow to sovereign grace

Sawley Sennen Cove

C.M.Come ye, who bow to sovereign grace,Record Immanuel's love;Join in a song of grateful praiseTo Him who lives above.Once in the gloomy grave He lay,But, by His rising power,He bore the gates of death away:Hail! Mighty Conqueror.335Come sing, my soul, and praise the Lord

Redemption Ground

New BHB #84

L.M.D.Come sing, my soul, and praise the Lord,Who hath redeemed thee by His blood;Delivered thee from chains that bound,And brought thee to redemption ground.cRedemption ground, the ground of peace!Redemption ground, O wondrous grace!Here let our praise to God abound,Who saves us on redemption ground!Once from my God I wandered far,And with His holy will made war;But now my songs to God abound:I'm standing on redemption ground.cRedemption ground, the ground of peace!Redemption ground, O wondrous grace!Here let our praise to God abound,Who saves us on redemption ground!O joyous hour when God to meA vision gave of Calvary!My bonds were loosed, my soul unbound:I sang upon redemption ground.cRedemption ground, the ground of peace!Redemption ground, O wondrous grace!Here let our praise to God abound,Who saves us on redemption ground!No works of merit now I plead,But Jesus take for all my need;No righteousness in me is found,Except upon redemption ground.cRedemption ground, the ground of peace!Redemption ground, O wondrous grace!Here let our praise to God abound,Who saves us on redemption ground!Come, weary soul, and here find rest;Accept redemption, and be blest:The Christ who died, by God is crownedTo pardon on redemption ground.cRedemption ground, the ground of peace!Redemption ground, O wondrous grace!Here let our praise to God abound,Who saves us on redemption ground!336Endless praises to our Lord

Orientis Partibus Melling

7.7.7.7.Endless praises to our Lord,Ever be His Name adored!Hallelujah! Crown the Lamb:He is worthy, praise His Name!Saints, adore Him, sound His fame,You He saved from endless shame;Hallelujah! Crown the Lamb:He is worthy, praise His Name!337Father of mercies! In Thy Word

Grafenberg Tiltey Abbey

New BHB #104

C.M.Father of mercies! In Thy WordWhat endless glory shines!For ever be Thy Name adoredFor these celestial lines.Here the Redeemer's welcome voiceSpreads heavenly peace around;And life and everlasting joysAttend the blissful sound.O may these holy pages beOur ever new delight!And still new beauties may we see,And still increasing light.Divine Instructor! Gracious Lord!Thou art for ever near;Teach us to love Thy sacred WordAnd view a Saviour there.338Hark! How the blood-bought hosts above

Praise : Piety

8.8.6.8.8.6.Hark! How the blood-bought hosts aboveConspire to chant the Saviour's love,In sweet harmonious strains!And while they strike their golden lyresThis glorious theme each bosom fires,That Grace triumphant reigns!We'll join the song, for we can tellHow sovereign grace dissolved the spellThat kept us bound in chains;And from that dear and happy dayHow oft we've been constrained to sayThat grace triumphant reigns.Yes! Though we've strayed, like saints of old,Grace has restored us to the fold,As captives in its chains:Thus saved by grace, we'd gladly sing,Till all the earth and heavens ringWith grace triumphant reigns.When called to meet our glorious Head,That perfect love shall banish dread,Which now our soul sustains;And when we rise to endless day,We'll raise our voice and boldly say,Grace, grace triumphant reigns.339Here, O our Lord, we see Thee face to face;

St. Agnes Kensington Eventide

New BHB #171

10.10.10.10.Here, O our Lord, we see Thee face to face;Here would we touch and handle things unseen;Here grasp with firmer hand th' eternal grace,And all our weariness upon Thee lean.Here would we feed upon the bread of God;Here drink with Thee the royal wine of heaven;Here would we lay aside each earthly load;Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven.Ours is the sin, but Thine the righteousness;Ours is the guilt, but Thine the cleansing blood;Here is our robe, our refuge and our peace,Thy blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord, our God.Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear;The feast, though not the love, is past and gone;The bread and wine remove, but Thou art here,Nearer than ever, still our shield and sun.But see, the pillar-cloud is rising now,And moving onward through the desert night;It beckons, and we follow, for we knowIt leads us to the heritage of light.Feast after feast thus comes and passes by;Yet passing, points to the glad feast above;Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy,The Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love.340Is it Thy will that I should be

St. Luke Onslow

New BHB #244

L.M.Is it Thy will that I should beBuried, in symbol, Lord, with Thee?Owning Thee by this solemn sign,Telling the world that I am Thine.Gladly I yield obedience now;In all things to Thy will I'd bow;I'll follow where my Saviour led,And humbly in His footsteps tread.This emblematic, watery graveShows forth His love, who came to save;And as I enter it, I seeThe price my Saviour paid for me.Forth from Thy burial, Lord, I come,For Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb;Thy resurrection life I share,My portion is no longer here.O may I count myself to beDead to the sins that wounded Thee,Dead to the pleasures of this earthUnworthy of my heavenly birth.Lord Jesus, when I gaze on TheeAnd all Thy radiant glory see,That joy will far exceed the shameI bear on earth for Thy loved name.341Jesus, the Christ! Eternal Word!

Arizona Erbistock

L.M.Jesus, the Christ! Eternal Word!Of all creation Sovereign Lord!On Thee alone by faith we rest,And lean our weakness on Thy breast.Thy blood hath washed us from our sin;Thy Spirit sanctifies within;And Thou for us in all our needAt God's right hand dost ever plead.O Keep us in the narrow wayThat ne'er from Thee our footsteps stray;Sustain our weakness, calm our fear,And to Thy presence keep us near.And be it thus till that blest dayWhen God shall wipe all tears away:Quickly! The promise of Thy word;E'en so; Amen. Come, Jesus, Lord!342Join all the glorious names

Darwall's 148th Raleigh

New BHB #278

6.6.6.6.8.8.Join all the glorious namesOf wisdom, love, and power,That mortals ever knew,That angels ever bore;All are too mean to speak His worth,Too mean to set our Saviour forth.Great prophet of our God!Our tongues would bless Thy name;By Thee the joyful newsOf our salvation came;The joyful news of sins forgiven,Of hell subdued, of peace with heaven.Be Thou our counsellor,Our pattern, and our guide;And through this desert landStill keep us near Thy side;O let our feet ne'er run astray,Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way.We love our Shepherd's voice;His watchful eye shall keepOur wand'ring souls amongThe thousands of His sheep;He feeds His flock, He calls their names,His bosom bears the tender lambs.343Light of the world, shine on our souls;

French Nox Praecessit

New BHB #285

C.M.Light of the world, shine on our souls;Thy grace to us afford;And while we meet to learn Thy truthBe Thou our teacher, Lord.May we its riches, power, and depth,Its holiness discern;Its joyful news of saving graceBy blest experience learn.Thus may Thy word be dearer still,And studied more each day;And as it richly dwells within,Thyself in it display.344Low in the grave He lay

Christ Arose

New BHB #320

P.M.Low in the grave He lay,Jesus, my Saviour,Waiting the coming day,Jesus, my Lord.cUp from the grave He aroseWith a mighty triumph o'er His foes;He arose a victor from the dark domain,And He lives for ever with His saints to reign;He arose! He arose!Hallelujah! Christ arose!Vainly they watch His bed,Jesus, my Saviour,Vainly they seal the dead,Jesus, my Lord.cUp from the grave He aroseWith a mighty triumph o'er His foes;He arose a victor from the dark domain,And He lives for ever with His saints to reign;He arose! He arose!Hallelujah! Christ arose!Death cannot keep his prey,Jesus, my Saviour,He tore the bars away,Jesus, my Lord.cUp from the grave He aroseWith a mighty triumph o'er His foes;He arose a victor from the dark domain,And He lives for ever with His saints to reign;He arose! He arose!Hallelujah! Christ arose!345O safe to the rock that is higher than I

Security ("Hiding in Thee" without chorus)

New BHB #436

P.M.O safe to the rock that is higher than IMy soul in its conflicts and sorrows would fly;So sinful, so weary, Thine, Thine would I be;Thou blest Rock of Ages I'm hiding in Thee.cHiding in Thee, hiding in Thee,Thou blest Rock of Ages I'm hiding in Thee.In the calm of the noontide, in sorrow's lone hour,In times when temptation casts o'er me its power;In the tempests of life, on its wide, heaving sea,Thou blest Rock of Ages I'm hiding in Thee.cHiding in Thee, hiding in Thee,Thou blest Rock of Ages I'm hiding in Thee.How oft in the conflict, when pressed by the foe,I have fled to my refuge, and breathed out my woe;How often, when trials like sea-billows roll,Have I hidden in Thee O Thou rock of my soul.cHiding in Thee, hiding in Thee,Thou blest Rock of Ages I'm hiding in Thee.346O Lamb of God, we lift our eyes

Eastgate

New BHB #414

C.M.O Lamb of God, we lift our eyesTo Thee amidst the throne;Shine on us, bid Thy light arise,And make Thy glory known.We know Thy work for ever done,Ourselves alive and free;Graced with the Spirit of the Son,Made nigh to God in Thee.Yet would we prove Thine instant grace,Thy present power would feel;Lift on us now Thy glorious face,Thyself, O Lord, reveal.From Thy high place of purest light,O Lamb, amidst the throne,Shine forth upon our waiting sightAnd make Thy glory known.347O how the thought that I shall know

For Ever Farringdon

P.M.O how the thought that I shall knowJesus, who suffered here belowTo manifest God's favour;For me and all the saints I love,Both here and with Himself above,Should my delighted spirit moveAt that sweet word, for ever.For ever to behold Him shine,For evermore to call Him mine,And see Him still before me;For ever on His face to gaze,And meet His full assembled rays,While all His beauty He displaysTo all His saints in glory.Not all things else are half so dearAs is His blissful presence here;What must it be in heaven?'Tis heaven on earth we hear Him say,As now we journey day by day,Poor sinner, cast thy fears away,Thy sins are all forgiven.But how will His celestial voiceMake our enraptured hearts rejoiceWhen we shall stand before Him;When we for Him no longer wait,But, opened wide the heavenly gate,We rise our glorious Lord to meet,And all His saints adore Him.348O they've reached the sunny shore

Warwick Lane

7.7.7.3.O they've reached the sunny shore,They will never suffer more,All their pain and grief are o'er,Over there.O the street is shining gold,And the glory is untold;'Tis our Shepherd's peaceful foldOver there.O they've done the weary fight,Jesus saved them by His might,And they walk with Him in whiteOver there.O they never shed a tearFor the Lord Himself is near,And to Him they're ever dearOver there.O they feel no chilling blastFor their winter time is past,And the summers always lastOver there.O they need no lamp at nightFor the day is always bright,And the Saviour is their lightOver there.O we'll form a happy bandWhen we hear our Lord's command,And in glory round Him standOver there.349Poor, weak, and worthless though I am

Warrington

New BHB #480

L.M.Poor, weak, and worthless though I am,I have a rich, almighty friend;Jesus, the Saviour, is His name;He freely loves, and without end.He ransomed me from hell with blood,And by His power my foes controlled;He found me wand'ring far from God,And brought me to His chosen fold,He cheers my heart, my want supplies,And says that I shall shortly beEnthroned with Him above the skies;O what a friend is Christ to me!350Rock of Ages! Cleft for me

Redhead

New BHB #506

7.7.7.7.7.7.Rock of Ages! Cleft for me,Lo, I hide myself in Thee,Where the water and the bloodFrom Thy wounded side which flowedAre of sin the double cure,Cleansing from its guilt and power.Not the labour of my handsCould fulfil Thy law's demands:Could my zeal no respite know,Could my tears for ever flow,All for sin could not atone:Thou must save, and Thou alone.Nothing in my hand I bring,Simply to Thy cross I cling;Naked, come to Thee for dress;Helpless, look to Thee for grace;Hungry, thirsty, still I flee,All-sufficient Lord, to Thee.While I draw this fleeting breath,Should mine eyelids close in death,When I soar to heights unknown,And behold Thee on Thy throne,Rock of Ages, cleft for me,Still I'll hide myself in Thee.351Without a cloud between;

Dennis Zurich

New BHB #692

S.M.Without a cloud between;To see Him face to face;Not struck with dire amazement dumb,But triumphing in grace.Without a cloud between;To see Him as He is;O who can tell the height of joy,The full transporting bliss.Without a cloud between;My longing spirit waitsFor that sweet hour, from which my soulIts highest glory dates.Without a cloud between;Lord Jesus, haste the day,The morning bright without a cloud,And chase our tears away.352Thou art the Everlasting Word

Supremacy Arabia

New BHB #604

8.6.8.6.8.8.Thou art the Everlasting Word,The Father's only Son,God manifestly seen and heard,And heaven's beloved One.cWorthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou,That every knee to Thee should bow.In Thee, most perfectly expressed,The Father's glories shine,Of the full Deity possessed,Eternally divine.cWorthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou,That every knee to Thee should bow.True image of the Infinite,Whose essence is concealed;Brightness of uncreated light,The heart of God revealed.cWorthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou,That every knee to Thee should bow.But the high myst'ries of His nameAn angel's grasp transcend;The Father only, glorious claim!The Son can comprehend.cWorthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou,That every knee to Thee should bow.Yet loving Thee, on whom His loveIneffable doth rest,Thy members all, in Thee, above,As one with Thee are blest.cWorthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou,That every knee to Thee should bow.Throughout the universe of blissThe centre Thou, and Sun,Th' eternal theme of praise is this,To heaven's beloved One.cWorthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou,That every knee to Thee should bow.353When we reach our peaceful dwelling

Land Ahead

New BHB #674

8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7.When we reach our peaceful dwellingOn the strong, eternal hills,And our praise to Him is swelling,Who the vast creation fills;When the path of prayer, and duty,And affliction, all are trod,And we wake and see the beautyOf our Saviour and our God:cO 'twill be a glorious morrowTo a dark and stormy dayWhen we smile upon our sorrow,And the storms have passed away.With the light of resurrection,When our changed bodies glow,And we gain the full perfectionOf the bliss begun below;When the life the flesh obscurethIn each radiant form shall shine,And the joy that aye endurethFlashes forth in beams divine.cO 'twill be a glorious morrowTo a dark and stormy dayWhen we smile upon our sorrow,And the storms have passed away.Shall the memory be banishedOf His kindness and His care,When the wants and woes are vanished,Which He loved to soothe and share?All the way by which He led us,All the grievings which He bore,All the patient love He taught us,Shall we think of them no more?cO 'twill be a glorious morrowTo a dark and stormy dayWhen we smile upon our sorrow,And the storms have passed away.We shall read the tender meaningOf the sorrows and alarms,As we trod the desert, leaningOn His everlasting arms;And His rest will be the dearerWhen we think of weary ways,And His light will shine the clearerAs we muse on cloudy days.cO 'twill be a glorious morrowTo a dark and stormy dayWhen we smile upon our sorrow,And the storms have passed away.354What was it, O our God

St. John's

New BHB #664

6.6.6.6.8.8.What was it, O our God,Led Thee to give Thy Son,To yield Thy well-belovedFor us by sin undone?'Twas love unbounded led Thee thusTo give Thy well-beloved for us.What led the Son of GodTo leave His throne on high,To shed His precious blood,To suffer and to die?'Twas love, unbounded love for us,Led Him to die and suffer thus.What moved Thee to impartThy Spirit from above?Therewith to fill our heartWith heavenly peace and love?'Twas love, unbounded love to us,Moved Thee to give Thy Spirit thus.What love to Thee we owe,Our God, for all Thy grace,Our hearts should overflowIn everlasting praise: Help us, O Lord, to praise Thee thusFor all Thy boundless love to us.355What will it be to dwell above

Stella Giessen

New BHB #665

8.8.8.8.8.8.What will it be to dwell above,And with the Lord of glory reign?Since the blest knowledge of His loveSo brightens all this dreary plain;No heart can think, no tongue can tellWhat joy 'twill be with Christ to dwell.When sin no more obstructs the sight,And flesh and sense deceive no more,When we shall see the prince of light,And all His works of grace explore;What heights and depths of love divineWill there through endless ages shine!And God has fixed the happy dayWhen the last tear shall dim our eyes,When He will wipe these tears awayAnd fill our hearts with glad surpriseTo hear His voice, and see His face,And know the fullness of His grace.356When this passing world is done;

Wells

New BHB #672

7.7.7.7.7.7.When this passing world is done;When has sunk yon glaring sun;When I stand with Christ on highLooking o'er life's history:Then, Lord, shall I fully know,Not till then, how much I owe.When I stand before the throneDressed in beauty not my own;When I see Thee as Thou art,Love Thee with unsinning heart:Then, Lord, shall I fully know,Not till then, how much I owe.When the praise of heaven I hearLoud as thunders to the ear,Loud as many water's noise,Sweet as harp's melodious voice:Then, Lord, shall I fully know,Not till then, how much I owe.Chosen, not for good in me;Wakened up from wrath to flee;Hidden in the Saviour's side;By the Spirit sanctified:Teach me, Lord, on earth to showBy my love, how much I owe.357God is love! His word has said it;

Woodlands

8.7.8.7.4.God is love! His word has said it;This is news of heavenly birth:Speed abroad and widely spread it,Make it known through all the earthThat God is love.Not in yonder blessed regions,Where the Lord, with glory crowned,Reigns amid angelic legions,Will the brightest proof be foundThat God is love.'Tis on earth the Lord disclosesAll His love, how vast it is;Earth's the favoured spot He choosesTo display the truth of this,That God is love.'Tis that Man of sorrows yonderObject of contempt beneath,But, in heaven, of highest wonder,Teaches fully by His deathThat God is love.His a throne, the throne of heaven,Yet He comes on earth to bleed,And for man His life is given;This is what declares indeedThat God is love.Not for those who ever loved HimDid the Lord of glory die;Pity to the wretched moved Him:Who that hears it will denyThat God is love?'Tis a truth: away and spread it;Spread the tidings far and near;O may sinners give it credit,And be joyful when they hearThat God is love.358Farewell, for the present, farewell

Farewell

P.M.Farewell, for the present, farewell,At most for a few fleeting years;For soon with our God we shall dwell.And know neither sorrow nor tears.cFarewell! Farewell!The long-looked-for glory is near:Farewell! Farewell!Soon Jesus our Lord will appear.Increasing in knowledge and grace,Abounding in labours of love,May you run in the heavenly raceTill we meet in the glory above.cFarewell! Farewell!The long-looked-for glory is near:Farewell! Farewell!Soon Jesus our Lord will appear.No parting shall ever be knownOn that happy and heavenly shore;Those seated with Christ on His throneGo out from His presence no more.cFarewell! Farewell!The long-looked-for glory is near:Farewell! Farewell!Soon Jesus our Lord will appear.Farewell, for the present, farewell,The long-looked-for glory is near;The joys of that morn, who can tell?When Jesus our Lord will appear.cFarewell! Farewell!The long-looked-for glory is near:Farewell! Farewell!Soon Jesus our Lord will appear.359Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;

Old Hundredth

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,360Glory, honour, praise, and power

Ashley

8.8.8.8.7.Glory, honour, praise, and power,Be unto the Lamb for ever;Jesus Christ is our Redeemer,Hallelujah! hallelujah!Hallelujah! Praise the Lord.361All hail the power of Jesus' name!

Miles Lane Diadem

New BHB #16

C.M.All hail the power of Jesus' name!Let angels prostrate fall;Bring forth the royal diademAnd crown Him Lord of all!Crown Him ye martyrs of your GodWho from His altar call;Extol the stem of Jesse's rodAnd crown Him Lord of all!Ye seed of Israel's chosen race,A remnant weak and small,Hail Him who saves you by His grace,And crown Him Lord of all!Sinners, whose love can ne'er forgetThe wormwood and the gall,Go, spread your trophies at His feet,And crown Him Lord of all!Let every kindred, every tribe,On this terrestrial ball,To Him all majesty ascribe,And crown Him Lord of all!O that, with yonder sacred throng,We at His feet may fall;Join in the everlasting song,And crown Him Lord of all!362Abide in me, my Saviour

Bentley

New BHB #13

7.6.7.6.D.Abide in me, my Saviour,And let me in Thee live;Into Thy holy keepingMy soul, my life I give:Without Thy grace to keep meI know my steps will slide,So daily, hourly, alway,Do Thou in me abide.I long, my Lord and Master,To love and serve Thee more,To live more near to Thee, Lord.Than e'er I have before:To keep more sure and steadfastWithin the narrow way,In love's obedience growingMore perfect day by day.Then let my life and laboursHenceforth and ever be,In fervent love abounding,Acceptable to Thee;Upon Thy strength relyingIn weakness and when tried,And seeking that in all thingsThy name be glorified.363Amidst us our Beloved stands

Gloucester

New BHB #24

L.M.Amidst us our Beloved standsAnd bids us view His pierced hands,Points to His wounded feet and side,Blest emblems of the crucified.What food luxurious loads the boardWhen at His table sits the Lord!The wine how rich, the bread how sweet,When Jesus deigns the guests to meet.If now, with eyes defiled and dim,We see the signs, but see not Him,O may His love the scales displaceAnd bid us see Him face to face.Thou glorious Bridegroom of our hearts,Thy present smile a heaven imparts;O lift the veil, if veil there be,Let every saint Thy beauties see.364All the way my Saviour leads me;

All the Way

New BHB #19

8.7.8.7.D.All the way my Saviour leads me;What have I to ask beside?Can I doubt His tender mercyWho through life has been my guide?Heavenly peace, divinest comfort,Here by faith in Him to dwell;For I know, whate'er befall me,Jesus doeth all things well.All the way my Saviour leads me;Cheers each winding path I tread;Gives me grace for every trial,Feeds me with the living bread:Though my weary steps may falter,And my soul athirst may be,Gushing from the rock before me,Lo! a spring of joy I see.All the way my Saviour, leads me;O the fullness of His love!Perfect rest to me is promisedIn my Father's house above:When my spirit, clothed, immortal,Wings its flight to realms of day,This my song through endless ages,Jesus led me all the way.365And can it be that I should gain

Sagina

New BHB #25

8.8.8.8.8.8.And can it be that I should gainAn interest in the Saviour's blood?Died He for me who caused His pain?For me who Him to death pursued?Amazing love! How can it beThat Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?'Tis mystery all! the Immortal dies;Who can explore His strange design?In vain the first-born seraph triesTo sound the depths of love divine;'Tis mercy all! let earth adore,Let angel minds inquire no more.He left His Father's throne above,So free, so infinite His grace;Emptied Himself of all but love,And bled for Adam's helpless race;'Tis mercy all, immense and free;For, O my God, it found out me.Long my imprisoned spirit layFast bound in sin and nature's night;Thine eye diffused a quickening ray—I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;My chains fell off, my heart was free,I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.No condemnation now I dread;Jesus, and all in Him, is mine,Alive in Him, my living Head,And clothed in righteousness divine,Bold I approach the eternal throne,And claim the crown, through Christ, my own.366And is it so! we shall be like Thy Son

Glaston

New BHB #27

10.10.10.10.And is it so! we shall be like Thy Son,Is this the grace which He for us has won?Father of glory! thought beyond all thoughtIn glory to His own blest likeness brought.O Jesus, Lord, who loved us like to Thee?Fruit of Thy work, with Thee, too, there to seeThy glory, Lord, while endless ages roll;Thy saints the prize and travail of Thy soul.Yet it must be, Thy love had not its restWere Thy redeemed not with Thee fully blest;That love that gives not as the world, but sharesAll it possesses with its loved co-heirs.Not we alone, Thy loved ones all, complete,In glory round Thee there with joy shall meet,All like Thee, for Thy glory like Thee, Lord,Object supreme of all, by all adored.The heart is satisfied, can ask no more;All thought of self is now for ever o'er;Christ, its unmingled object, fills the heartIn blest adoring love—its endless part.367Assembled, Lord, at Thy behest

Martyrdom

New BHB #36

C.M.Assembled, Lord, at Thy behest,We wait Thy voice to hear;O come and bless this hallowed feast—In spirit now draw near.Draw near, yea, linger in our midst;Thy waiting saints inspireWith thoughts of Thine unfailing love;Grant this our soul's desire.Such love! surpassing human thought,That Thou, blest Lamb of God,Should'st bear sin's curse, and interposeThine own atoning blood.With hearts adoring thus we viewThy table fitly spread;Love's sweet memorial feast to Thee,Our risen, glorious Head.O help us, Lord, while gathered here,That we none else may see;Keep Thou our thoughts graced with Thy love,And wholly stayed on Thee.368Awake, and sing the song

Carlisle Watchman Galway

S.M.Awake, and sing the songOf glory to the Lamb!Wake every heart and every tongueTo praise the Saviour's name.Sing of His dying love,Sing of His rising power,Sing how He intercedes aboveFor those whose sins He bore.Sing on your heavenly way;Ye ransomed sinners sing;Sing on, rejoicing every dayIn Christ, the eternal King.Soon shall we hear Him say,Ye blessed children, come;Soon will He call us hence away,And take us to His home.There shall each raptured tongueHis endless praise proclaim;And sweeter voices tune the songOf glory to the Lamb.369Blest be the everlasting God

Bishopthorpe Abridge

C.M.Blest be the everlasting God,The Father of our Lord;Be His abounding mercy praised,His majesty adored.When from the dead He raised His Son,And called Him to the sky,He gave our souls a lively hopeThat they should never die.To an inheritance divineHe taught our hearts to rise;'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled,Unfading in the skies.Saints by the power of God are keptTill the salvation come;We walk by faith as strangers here,But Christ shall call us home.370Blest morning, whose first dawning rays

Abridge

New BHB #63

C.M.Blest morning, whose first dawning raysBeheld the Son of GodArise triumphant from the grave,And leave His dark abode.Wrapt in the silence of the tombThe great Redeemer layTill the revolving skies had broughtThe third, the appointed day.Hell and the grave combined their forceTo hold our Lord, in vain;Sudden the Conqueror aroseAnd burst their feeble chain.To Thy great name, almighty Lord,We sacred honours pay,And loud hosannahs shall proclaimThe triumphs of the day.Salvation and immortal praiseTo our victorious King!Let heaven and earth, and rocks and seas,With glad hosannas ring.371Break every barrier down

Moncton

New BHB #64

S.M.D.Break every barrier down,Thou Lamb of Calvary;Show me the awfulness of sin,The thing which grieveth Thee:Purge Thou my soul from dross,Cleanse me from every sin,Wash me in Thine atoning blood,And make me pure within.Break every barrier downTill Christ be formed in me;Till of the travail of Thy soulThou, satisfied, shalt see:May earth's success seem nought,May self be lost to sight,Reproach for Thee be counted joyAnd weakness turn to might.Break every barrier down,Thou risen Son of God;Take Thou possession of my heart,I crown Thee now as Lord!O for a closer walk,A greater love for Thee,A fuller knowledge of Thyself,A life of victory.Break every barrier downAnd reign triumphant, Lord;May every breathing of my heartWith Thine be in accord:Grant me to enter inThe secret place with Thee,To walk with Thee, as Enoch walked,Into eternity.372By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored

Memoria In Memorian

New BHB #71

8.8.8.4.By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored,We keep the memory adored,And show the death of our dear LordUntil He come.His body, broken in our stead,Is seen in this memorial bread,And so our feeble love is fedUntil He come.The drops of His dread agony,His life-blood shed for us, we see;The wine shall tell the mysteryUntil He come.Until the trump of God be heard,Until the ancient graves be stirred,And with the great commanding wordThe Lord shall come.O blessed hope! With this elate,Let not our hearts be desolate,But, strong in faith, in patience waitUntil He come.373Break Thou the bread of life

Lathbury Troutbeck

New BHB #65

6.4.6.4.D.Break Thou the bread of life,Dear Lord, to me,As Thou didst break the loavesBeside the sea;Beyond the sacred pageI seek Thee, Lord;My spirit pants for Thee,O living Word.Break Thou the bread of life,O Lord, to me,That hid within my heartThy word may be:Mould Thou each inward thought,From self set free,And let my steps be allControlled by Thee.Open Thy word of truthThat I may seeThy message written clearAnd plain for me;Then, in sweet fellowship,Walking with Thee,Thine image on my lifeEngraved will be.Bless Thou the truth, dear Lord,To me, to me,As Thou didst bless the breadBy Galilee;Then shall all bondage cease,All fetters fall;And I shall find my peace,My all in all.374Come, my soul, thy suit prepare;

Ellingham Canterbury

New BHB #83

7.7.7.7.Come, my soul, thy suit prepare;Jesus loves to answer prayer;He Himself has bid thee pray,Therefore will not say thee nay.Thou art coming to a King;Large petitions with thee bring;For His grace and power are such,None can ever ask too much.Lord, I come to Thee for rest;Take possession of my breast;There Thy blood-bought right maintain,And without a rival reign.As the image in the glassAnswers the beholder's face,Thus unto my heart appear,Print Thine own resemblance there.While I am a pilgrim hereLet Thy love my spirit cheer;As my guide, my guard, my friend,Lead me to my journey's end.375Come, every joyful heart

Lenox Christ church St. John

New BHB #77

6.6.6.6.8.8.Come, every joyful heartThat loves the Saviour's name,Your noblest powers exertTo celebrate His fame;Tell all above and all belowThe debt of love to Him you owe.He left His heavenly crown,His glory laid aside;On wings of love came down,And wept, and bled, and died:What He endured no tongue can tell,To save our souls from death and hell.From the dark grave He rose—The mansion of the dead;And thence His mighty foesIn glorious triumph led:Up through the sky the Conqueror rode,And reigns on high, the Saviour God.From thence He'll quickly come,His chariot will not stay,And bear His people homeTo realms of endless day:There shall we see His lovely face,And ever be in His embrace.Jesus, we ne'er can payThe debt of love we owe;Yet grant us day by dayOur gratitude to show;Our life, our all, to Thee we give,To Thee, by whom alone we live.376Crown Him with many crowns

Diademta

New BHB #87

S.M.D.Crown Him with many crowns,The Lamb upon His throne;Hark! How the heavenly anthem drownsAll music but its own;Awake, my soul, and singOf Him who died for thee,And hail Him as thy matchless KingThrough all eternity.Crown Him the Lord of love;Behold His hands and side;Rich wounds, yet visible aboveIn beauty glorified;All hail, Redeemer, hail!For Thou hast died for me:Thy praise shall never, never failThroughout eternity.Crown Him the Lord of lifeWho triumphed o'er the grave,And rose victorious in the strifeFor those He came to save:His glories now we sing,Who died and rose on high,Who died eternal life to bring,And lives that death may die.Crown Him the Lord of heaven,Enthroned in worlds above,The King of kings to whom is givenThe wondrous name of Love:His reign shall know no end,And round His pierced feetFair flowers of Paradise extendTheir fragrance ever sweet.377Dear Lord and Father of mankind

Rest Repton

8.6.8.8.6.Dear Lord and Father of mankind,Forgive our foolish ways;Reclothe us in our rightful mind;In purer lives Thy service find,In deeper reverence, praise.In simple trust like theirs who heard,Beside the Syrian sea,The gracious calling of the Lord,Let us, like them, without a wordRise up and follow Thee.O Sabbath rest by Galilee!O calm of hills above,Where Jesus knelt to share with TheeThe silence of eternity,Interpreted by love.With that deep hush subduing allOur words and works that drownThe tender whisper of Thy call,As noiseless let Thy blessing fallAs fell Thy manna down.Drop Thy still dews of quietnessTill all our strivings cease;Take from our souls the strain and stress,And let our ordered lives confessThe beauty of Thy peace.Breathe through the heats of our desireThy coolness and Thy balm;Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;Speak through the earthquake, wind and fire,O still small voice of calm!378Eternal Light! eternal Light!

Newcastle (Morley)

New BHB #98

8.6.8.8.6.Eternal Light! eternal Light!How pure the soul must beWhen, placed within Thy searching sight,It shrinks not, but with calm delightCan live, and look on Thee.The spirits that surround Thy throneMay bear the burning bliss;But that is surely theirs alone,Since they have never, never knownA fallen world like this.O how shall I, whose native sphereIs dark, whose mind is dim,Before the Ineffable appear,And on my naked spirit bearThe uncreated beam?There is a way for man to riseTo that sublime abode;An offering and a sacrifice,A Holy Spirit's energies,An Advocate with God.These, these prepare us for the sightOf holiness above;The sons of ignorance and nightMay dwell in the eternal Light,Through the eternal Love.379Far, far away, in heathen darkness dwelling

Far Away

P.M.Far, far away, in heathen darkness dwelling,Millions of souls for ever may be lost;Who, who will go? salvation's story telling,Looking to Jesus, counting not the cost.cAll power is given unto Me;All power is given unto Me;Go ye into all the world and preach the gospel;And lo, I am with you alway.See o'er the world wide open doors inviting:Soldiers of Christ, arise and enter in;Christians, awake! your forces all uniting,Send forth the gospel, break the chains of sin.cAll power is given unto Me;All power is given unto Me;Go ye into all the world and preach the gospel;And lo, I am with you alway.Why will ye die? the voice of God is calling,Why will ye die? re-echo in His name;Jesus hath died to save from death appalling;Life and salvation therefore go, proclaim.cAll power is given unto Me;All power is given unto Me;Go ye into all the world and preach the gospel;And lo, I am with you alway.God speed the day when those of every nationGlory to God triumphantly shall sing;Ransomed, redeemed, rejoicing in salvation,Shout Hallelujah, for the Lord is King!cAll power is given unto Me;All power is given unto Me;Go ye into all the world and preach the gospel;And lo, I am with you alway.380Father of peace, and God of love

Salzburg Palestrina

C.M.Father of peace, and God of love,We own Thy power to save,That power by which our Shepherd roseVictorious o'er the grave.Him from the dead Thou brought'st again,When, by His sacred blood,Confirmed and sealed for evermoreThe eternal covenant stood.O may Thy Spirit fill our souls,And mould them to Thy will,That our weak hearts no more may stray,But keep Thy precepts still;That to perfection's sacred heightWe nearer still may rise,And all we think, and all we do,Be pleasing in Thine eyes.381Fight the good fight with all thy might;

Pentecost

New BHB #108

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 beThy joy and crown eternally.Run the straight race through God's good grace,Lift up thine eyes, and seek His face;Life with its way before thee lies;Christ is the path, and Christ the prize.Cast care aside; lean on thy Guide,His boundless mercy will provide;Lean, and the trusting soul shall proveChrist is its life, and Christ its love.Faint not, nor fear; His arm is near;He changeth not, and thou art dear;Only believe, and thou shalt seeThat Christ is all in all to thee.382From Greenland's icy mountains

Missionary Greenland

7.6.7.6.D.From Greenland's icy mountains,From India's coral strand,Where Afric's sunny fountainsRoll down their golden sand;From many an ancient river,From many a palmy plain,They call us to deliverTheir land from error's chain.What though the spicy breezesBlow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;Though every prospect pleases,And only man is vile:In vain with lavish kindnessThe gifts of God are strewn;The heathen, in his blindness,Bows down to wood and stone.Can we, whose souls are lightedWith wisdom from on high;Can we to men benightedThe lamp of life deny?Salvation! O salvation!The joyful sound proclaimTill earth's remotest nationHas learned Messiah's name.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 natureThe Lamb for sinners slain,Redeemer, King, Creator,In bliss returns to reign.383Gathered, Lord, around Thy table

Bullinger Hartham

New BHB #122

8.5.8.3.Gathered, Lord, around Thy table,Now we seek Thy face;Let us know Thy presence with us,Lord of grace.Love divine first drew us to TheeIn our sin and need;For our sin, in deep compassion,Thou didst bleed.Risen Lord, in glory seated,We are one with Thee;Thou hast snapt the chains that bound us:We are free.Gratefully we Thee rememberAs we break the bread,Symbol of Thy body brokenIn our stead.Drink we too the cup of blessingWhich Thy love has filled;Through Thy blood we have redemption:Fears are stilled.Backward look we, drawn to Calvary,Musing while we sing;Forward haste we to Thy coming,Lord and King.384Gathered to Thy name, Lord Jesus

Chapel Brae

New BHB #123

8.7.8.7.Gathered to Thy name, Lord Jesus,Losing sight of all but Thee,O what joy Thy presence gives us,Calling up our hearts to Thee.Loved with love which knows no measureSave the Father's love to Thee,Blessed Lord, our hearts would treasureAll the Father's thoughts of Thee.All His joy, His rest, His pleasure,All His deep delight in Thee;Lord, Thy heart alone can measureWhat Thy Father found in Thee.How He set His love upon Thee,Called Thee His beloved Son;Yet for us He did not spare Thee,By Thy death our life was won.O the joy, the wondrous singingWhen we see Thee as Thou art;Thy blest name, Lord Jesus, bringingSweetest music to God's heart.Notes of gladness songs unceasing,Hymns of everlasting praise,Psalms of glory, joy increasingThrough God's endless day of days.385Gazing on Thee, Lord, in glory

West Meletius

New BHB #124

8.7.8.7.Gazing on Thee, Lord, in glory,While our hearts in worship bow,There we read the wondrous storyOf the cross, its shame and woe.Every mark of dark dishonourHeaped upon Thy thorn-crowned brow,All the depths of Thy heart's sorrowTold in answering glory now.On that cross, alone, forsaken,Where no pitying eye was found;Now to God's right hand exalted,With Thy praise the heavens resound.Did Thy God e'en then forsake Thee,Hide His face from Thy deep need?In Thy face, once marred and smitten,All His glory now we read.Gazing on it we adore Thee,Blessed, precious, holy Lord;Thou, the Lamb, art ever worthy;This be earth's and heaven's accord.386Glory to Thee; Thou Son of God most High

Sandon Luz Benigna

New BHB #130

10.4.10.4.10.10.Glory to Thee; Thou Son of God most High,All praise to Thee!Glory to Thee, enthroned above the sky,Who died for me;High on Thy throne, Thine ear, Lord Jesus, bendAs grateful hearts now to Thyself ascend.Deep were Thy sorrows, Lord, when heaven frowned—Gethsemane!Bloodlike Thy sweat, Lord falling to the groundSo heavily;Dark was the night, but heaven was darker still,O Christ my God!—is this the Father's will?Thorns wreathed Thy brow when hanging on the tree,Man's cruelty!Why lavish love like this, O Lord, on me!Thou lovest me!Would that my soul could understand its length,Its breadth, depth, height, and everlasting strength!Thy precious blood was freely shed for meOn CalvaryTo save me from a lost eternity;Glory to Thee!Nor death, nor hell, nor things below—aboveCan sever me from Thy eternal love.Like shoreless seas, Thy love can know no bound;Thou lovest me!Deep, vast, immense, unfathomed, Lord—profound,Lord, I love Thee!And when above, my crown is at Thy feet,I'll praise Thee still for Calvary's mercy seat.387Go, labour on; spend, and be spent;

Hesperus St. Bartholomew

New BHB #132

L.M.Go, labour on; spend, and be spent;Thy joy to do the Father's will;It is the way the Master went,Should not the servant tread it still?Go, labour on, 'tis not for naught;Thy earthly loss is heavenly gain;Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee, not;The Master praises—what are men?Go, labour on while it is day,The world's dark night is hastening on;Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away,It is not thus that souls are won.Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray;Be wise the erring soul to win;Go forth into the world's highway,Compel the wanderer to come in.Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice;For toil comes rest, for exile, home;Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice,The midnight cry, Behold, I come!388Gracious God, we worship Thee

Worship

New BHB #140

7.7.7.6.Gracious God, we worship Thee,Reverently we bow the knee;Jesus Christ our only plea;Father, we adore Thee.Vast Thy love, how deep, how wide,In the gift of Him who died;Righteous claims all satisfied;Father, we adore Thee.Low we bow before Thy face,Sons of God, O wondrous place!Great the riches of Thy grace;Father, we adore Thee.By Thy Spirit grant that weWorshippers in truth may be;Praise, as incense sweet to Thee;Father, we adore Thee.Yet again our song we raise,Note of deep adoring praise;Now, and soon through endless days;Father, we adore Thee.389Hail to the Lord's Anointed

Cruger

New BHB #149

7.6.7.6.D.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 transgressionAnd rule in equity.He shall come down like showersUpon the fruitful earth:And love, joy, hope, like flowers,Spring in His path to birth;Before Him on the mountainsShall peace, the herald, go;And righteousness in fountainsFrom hill to valley flow.Kings shall fall down before Him,And gold and incense bring;All nations shall adore Him,His praise all people sing:For He shall have dominionO'er river, sea, and shore,Far as the eagle's pinionOr dove's light wing can soar,O'er every foe victoriousHe on His throne shall rest;From age to age more glorious,All-blessing and all-blest:The tide of time shall neverHis covenant remove;His name shall stand for ever;That name to us is—Love.390He dies! He dies! The lowly Man of sorrows

He that Liveth

New BHB #161

P.M.He dies! He dies! The lowly Man of sorrows,On whom were laid our many griefs and woes;Our sins He bore beneath God's awful billows,And He hath triumphed over all our foes.cI am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead;I am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead;And behold, I am alive for evermore,Behold, I am alive for evermore.I am He that liveth, that liveth. And was dead;And behold, I am alive for evermore.He lives! He lives! What glorious consolation!Exalted at His Father's own right hand;He pleads for us, and, by His intercession,Enables all His saints by grace to stand.cI am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead;I am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead;And behold, I am alive for evermore,Behold, I am alive for evermore.I am He that liveth, that liveth. And was dead;And behold, I am alive for evermore.He comes! He comes! O blest anticipation!In keeping with His true and faithful word;To call us to our heavenly consummation—Caught up, to be for ever with the Lord.cI am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead;I am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead;And behold, I am alive for evermore,Behold, I am alive for evermore.I am He that liveth, that liveth. And was dead;And behold, I am alive for evermore.391He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater

Surrey Chapel

New BHB #162

12.11.12.11.He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,He sendeth more strength when the labours increase,To added affliction He addeth His mercy,To multiplied trials His multiplied peace.When we have exhausted our store of endurance,When strength has declined ere the day is half-done,When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,Our Father's full giving is only begun.(or chorus) His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,His power no boundary known unto men,For out of His infinite riches in JesusHe giveth and giveth and giveth again.392Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!

Nicaea

New BHB #180

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!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.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!393How I praise Thee, precious Saviour!

Channels Only

New BHB #188

8.7.8.7.D.How I praise Thee, precious Saviour!That Thy love laid hold of me;Thou hast saved and cleansed and filled me,That I might Thy channel be.cChannels only, blessed Master,But with all Thy wondrous powerFlowing through us, Thou canst use usEvery day and every hour.Just a channel, full of blessing,To the thirsty hearts around;To tell out Thy full salvation,All Thy loving message sound.cChannels only, blessed Master,But with all Thy wondrous powerFlowing through us, Thou canst use usEvery day and every hour.Emptied that Thou shouldest fill me,A clean vessel in Thine hand;With no power but as Thou givestGraciously with each command.cChannels only, blessed Master,But with all Thy wondrous powerFlowing through us, Thou canst use usEvery day and every hour.Witnessing Thy power to save me,Setting free from self and sin;Thou hast bought me to possess me,In Thy fullness, Lord, come in.cChannels only, blessed Master,But with all Thy wondrous powerFlowing through us, Thou canst use usEvery day and every hour.394I am the Lord's! O joy beyond expression

Raynolds Within the Veil

New BHB #193

11.10.11.10.I am the Lord's! O joy beyond expression,O sweet response to voice of love divine;Faith's joyous Yes to the assuring Whisper,Fear not, I have redeemed thee, thou art Mine.I am the Lord's! it hushes every murmur,It soothes the fevered spirit to its rest;I am the Lord's! it is the child's rejoinder,Who knows and feels the Father's will is best.I am the Lord's! O eagerly and gladly,Triumphantly and gratefully we sing;I am the Lord's it is the rock unfailingTo which our storm-tossed souls in danger cling.I am the Lord's! yet teach me all it meaneth,All it involves of love and loyalty,Of holy service, full and glad surrender,And unreserved obedience unto Thee.I am the Lord's! yes; body, soul and spirit;They're sealed, and irrecoverably Thine;As Thou, Beloved, in Thy grace and fullnessFor ever and for evermore art mine.395In heavenly love abiding

Penlan

New BHB #237

7.6.7.6.D.In heavenly love abiding,No change my heart shall fear;And safe is such confiding,For nothing changes here:The storm may roar without me,My heart may low be laid,But God is round about me,And can I be dismayed?Wherever He may guide meNo want shall turn me back;My Shepherd is beside me,And nothing can I lack:His wisdom ever waketh,His sight is never dim;He knows the way He taketh,And I will walk with Him.Green pastures are before meWhich yet I have not seen;Bright skies will soon be o'er meWhere dark the clouds have been:My hope I cannot measure,My path to life is free;My Saviour has my treasure,And He will walk with me.396Immortal, invisible, God only wise

St. Denio St. Luke

New BHB #235

11.11.11.11.Immortal, invisible, God only wise,In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,Nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;Thy justice like mountains high soaring aboveThy clouds which are fountains of goodness and love.To all, life Thou givest—to both great and small;In all life Thou livest, the true life of all;We blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,And wither and perish—but nought changeth Thee.Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;All laud we would render: O help us to see'Tis only the splendour of light hideth Thee.397In the name of Jesus every knee shall bow

Evelyns Zundel

New BHB #38

11.11.11.11.In the name of Jesusevery knee shall bowEvery tongue confess Him King of glory now;'Tis the Father's pleasure we should call Him Lord,Who from the beginning was the mighty Word.Humbled for a seasonto receive a nameFrom the lips of sinners unto whom He came;Faithfully He bore it spotless to the last,Brought it back victorious when from death He passed:Bore it up triumphant with its human light,Through all ranks of creatures to the central height;To the throne of Godhead, to the Father's breast,Filled it with the glory of that perfect rest.In your hearts enthrone Him; there let Him subdueAll that is not holy, all that is not true;Crown Him as your Captain in temptation's hour;Let His will enfold you in its light and power.Brethren, this Lord Jesus shall return again,With His Father's glory, with His angel train;For all wreaths of empire meet upon His brow,And our hearts confess Him King of glory now.398Jesus calls us! o'er the tumult

St. Andrew Mahon St. Catherine

New BHB #250

8.7.8.7.Jesus calls us! o'er the tumultOf our life's wild restless seaDay by day His sweet voice soundeth,Saying, Christian, follow Me.As, of old, apostles heard itBy the Galilean lake,Turned from home and toil and kindred,Leaving all for His dear sake.Jesus calls us from the worshipOf the vain world's golden store,From each idol that would keep us;Saying, Christian, love Me more.In our joys and in our sorrows,Days of toil and hours of ease,Still He calls, in cares and pleasures,Christian, love Me more than these.Jesus calls us! By Thy mercies,Saviour, may we hear Thy call,Give our hearts to Thy obedience,Serve and love Thee best of all.399Jesus, Lord, I need Thy presence

Ottawa

New BHB #259

8.7.8.7.7.7.Jesus, Lord, I need Thy presenceAs I journey on my way,For without Thee I am lonely,And my feet are apt to stray;But if Thou wilt walk with meLife will calm and holy be.Jesus, Lord, I need Thy wisdom,For perplexing problems press,And without Thee I am foolish,Nor can bear the strain and stress;But if Thou wilt counsel meI shall true and upright be.Jesus, Lord, I need Thy power,For temptations come and go,And without Thee I am helpless,With no strength to meet the foe;But if Thou wilt strengthen meLife will all-triumphant be.Jesus, Lord, I need Thy guidance,Fire by night, and cloud by day,For without Them I am sightless,Groping for the proper way;But if Thou dost lead me onI will follow Thee alone.Jesus, Lord, Thy love so tenderIs my greatest need of all,For without Thee pride and angerFrom unguarded lips will fall;But if Thou Thy love impartI shall have a gracious heart.400Jesus, I am resting, resting

Tranquillity

New BHB #252

8.7.8.5.D.Jesus, I am resting, restingIn the joy of what Thou art;I am finding out the greatnessOf Thy loving heart:Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee,And Thy beauty fills my soul,For, by Thy transforming power,Thou hast made me whole.cJesus, I am resting, restingIn the joy of what Thou art;I am finding out the greatnessOf Thy loving heart.O how great Thy loving-kindness!Vaster, broader than the sea:O how marvellous Thy goodnessLavished all on me!Yes, I rest in Thee, Beloved,Know what wealth of grace is Thine,Know Thy certainty of promise,And have made it mine.cJesus, I am resting, restingIn the joy of what Thou art;I am finding out the greatnessOf Thy loving heart.Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,I behold Thee as Thou art,And Thy love, so pure, so changeless,Satisfies my heart;Satisfies its deepest longings,Meets, supplies its every need,Compasseth me round with blessings;Thine is love indeed.cJesus, I am resting, restingIn the joy of what Thou art;I am finding out the greatnessOf Thy loving heart.Ever lift Thy face upon meAs I work and wait for Thee,Resting 'neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus,Earth's dark shadows flee;Brightness of my Father's glory,Sunshine of my Father's face,Keep me ever trusting, resting;Fill me with Thy grace.cJesus, I am resting, restingIn the joy of what Thou art;I am finding out the greatnessOf Thy loving heart.401Jesus, Lord, we come together

Melbourne Hall Firenze

New BHB #262

8.7.8.7.Jesus, Lord, we come togetherIn the bonds of Thine own love;Thou hast drawn our footsteps hitherIts deep meaning now to prove.Here together we recall Thee,In Thy presence break the bread;Never more can grief befall Thee,Thou art risen from the dead.But Thy love remains, that enteredInto death to make us Thine;In that death all love was centred;Thankful now we drink the wine.Here by grace we taste the blessing,Soon to fill a world of bliss;And we bless Thy name confessingThine own love our portion is.Sweet it is to sit before Thee,Sweet to hear Thy blessed voice,Sweet to worship and adore Thee,For our hearts in Thee rejoice.402Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee

Springfield Epiphany Hymn Tavy Cleave

New BHB #267

11.10.11.10.Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee,Chanting our praise to Thyself on the throne,Blest in Thy presence, we worship before Thee,Own Thou art worthy, and worthy alone.Verily God, yet become truly human—Lower than angels—to die in our stead;How hast Thou, long promised Seed of the woman,Trod on the serpent and bruised his head!How didst Thou humble Thyself to be taken,Led by Thy creatures, and nailed to the cross?Hated of men, and of God, too, forsaken,Shunning not darkness, the curse, and the loss.How hast Thou triumphed, and triumphed with glory,Battled death's forces, rolled back every wave!Can we refrain, then, from telling the story,How Thou art victor o'er death and the grave?c(Optional chorus for tune “Remembered”)Lord, Thou art worthy; Lord, Thou art worthy;Lord, Thou art worthy, and worthy alone!Blest in Thy presence, we worship before Thee,Own Thou art worthy, and worthy alone!403Jesus shall reign where'er the sun

Duke Street Rimington Truro

New BHB #269

L.M.Jesus shall reign where'er the sunDoth his successive journeys run;His kingdom stretch from shore to shoreTill moons shall wax and wane no more.For Him shall endless prayer be made,And praises throng to crown His head;His name like sweet perfume shall riseWith every morning sacrifice.People and realms of every tongueDwell on His love with sweetest song;And infant voices shall proclaimTheir early blessings on His name.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.Let every creature rise and bringPeculiar honours to our King,Angels descend with songs again,And earth repeat the loud Amen.404Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts

Maryton Hereford

New BHB #274

L.M.Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts,Thou fount of life, Thou light of men,From the best bliss that earth impartsWe turn unfilled to Thee again.Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood;Thou savest those that on Thee call;To them that seek Thee Thou art good;To them that find Thee, all in all.We taste Thee, O Thou living bread!And long to feast upon Thee still;We drink of Thee, the fountain-head,And thirst our souls from Thee to fill.Our restless spirits yearn for Thee,Where'er our changeful lot is cast:Glad, when Thy gracious smile we see;Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast.O Jesus ever with us stay,Make all our moments calm and bright;Chase the dark night of sin away;Shed o'er the world Thy holy light.405Just as I am, Thine own to be

Cambridge Howcroft

New BHB #279

8.8.8.6.Just as I am, Thine own to be,Friend of the young, who lovest me,To consecrate myself to Thee,O Jesus Christ, I come.In the glad morning of my day,My life to give, my vows to pay,With no reserve and no delay,With all my heart, I come.Just as I am, young, strong and free,To be the best that I can beFor truth, and righteousness, and Thee,Lord of my life, I come.And for Thy sake to win renown,And then to take the victor's crownAnd at Thy feet to lay it down,O Master, Lord, I come.406Let the song go round the earth

Moel Llys

7.5.7.5.7.7.Let the song go round the earth,Jesus Christ is Lord!Sound His praises, tell His worth,Be His name adored;Every clime and every tongueJoin the grand, the glorious song.Let the song go round the earthFrom the eastern sea,Where the daylight has its birth,Glad, and bright, and free;China's millions join the strains,Waft them on to India's plains.Let the song go round the earth;Lands, where Islam's swayDarkly broods o'er home and hearth,Cast their bonds away:Let His praise from Afric's shoreRise and swell her wide lands o'er.Let the song go round the earthWhere the summer smiles;Let the notes of holy mirthBreak from distant isles;Inland forests dark and dim,Snowbound coasts give back the hymn.Let the song go round the earth,Jesus Christ is King!With the story of His worthLet the whole world ring;Him creation all adoreEvermore and evermore.407Like a river, glorious

Wye Valley

New BHB #286

6.5.6.5.D. with ChorusLike a river, gloriousIs God's perfect peace,Over all victoriousIn its bright increase,Perfect, yet it flowethFuller every day,Perfect, yet it growethDeeper all the way.cStayed upon Jehovah,Hearts are fully blest;Finding, as He promised,Perfect peace and rest.Hidden in the hollowOf His blessed hand,Never foe can follow,Never traitor stand;Not a surge of worry,Not a shade of care,Not a blast of hurryTouch the spirit there.cStayed upon Jehovah,Hearts are fully blest;Finding, as He promised,Perfect peace and rest.Every joy or trialFalleth from above,Traced upon life's dialBy the Sun of love:We may trust Him fullyAll for us to do;They who trust Him whollyFind Him wholly true.cStayed upon Jehovah,Hearts are fully blest;Finding, as He promised,Perfect peace and rest.408Lo, He comes! With clouds descending

Helmsley

New BHB #287

8.7.8.7.4.7.Lo, He comes! with clouds descending,Once for favoured sinners slain;Thousand thousand saints attendingSwell the triumph of His train;Hallelujah! [repeat]Jesus comes, and comes to reign!Every eye shall now behold HimRobed in brightest majesty;Those who set at naught and sold Him,Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, [repeat]Shall the true Messiah see.Lo, the tokens of His passionStill His glorious body bears;Cause of endless exultationTo His ransomed worshippers; Hallelujah! [repeat]Now the day of Christ appears.Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee,High on Thine eternal throne;Saviour, take the power and glory,Share the kingdom with Thine own; O come quickly! [repeat]Hallelujah! come Lord, come!409Lord, e'en to death Thy love could go

Lynnwood Dublin

New BHB #291

C.M.Lord, e'en to death Thy love could go,A death of shame and loss,To vanquish for us every foe,And break the strong man's force.O what a load was Thine to bear,Alone in that dark hour,Our sins in all their terror there,God's wrath and Satan's power.The storm that bowed Thy blessed headIs hushed for ever now,And rest divine is ours instead,Whilst glory crowns Thy brow.Within the Father's house on highWe soon shall sing Thy praise;But here, where Thou didst bleed and die,We learn that song to raise.410Lord, speak to me, that I may speak

Winscott Barnet Ne Derelinquas Me

New BHB #306

L.M.Lord, speak to me, that I may speakIn living echoes of Thy tone;As Thou hast sought, so let me seekThy erring children lost and lone.O lead me, Lord, that I may leadThe wand'ring and the wav'ring feet;O feed me, Lord, that I may feedThy hung'ring ones with manna sweet.O teach me, Lord, that I may teachThe precious things Thou dost impart;And wing my words, that they may reachThe hidden depths of many a heart.O fill me with Thy fullness, Lord,Until my very heart o'erflowIn kindling thought and glowing word,Thy love to tell, Thy praise to show.O use me, Lord, use even me,Just as Thou wilt, and when, and where,Until Thy blessed face I see;Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share.411Look upon us, blessed Lord

Liebster Jesu

7.8.7.8.8.8.Look upon us, blessed Lord,Take our wandering thoughts and guide us;We have come to hear Thy word,With Thy teaching now provide us,That, from earth's distractions turning,We Thy message may be learning.For Thy Spirit's radiance brightWe, assembled here, are hoping;If Thou shouldst withhold the light,In the dark our souls were groping;In word, deed, and thought direct us;Thou, none other, canst correct us.Brightness of the Father's face,Light of light, from God proceeding,Make us ready in this place;Ear and heart await Thy leading:In our study, prayers and praising,May our souls find their upraising.412Lord, Thy word abideth

Ravenshaw

New BHB #308

6.6.6.6.Lord, Thy word abideth,And our footsteps guideth;Who its truth believethLight and joy receiveth.When our foes are near us,Then Thy word doth cheer us,Word of consolation,Message of salvation.When the storms are o'er us,And dark clouds before us,Then its light directeth,And our way protecteth.Who can tell the pleasure,Who recount the treasure,By Thy word impartedTo the simple-hearted?Word of mercy, givingSuccour to the living;Word of life, supplyingComfort to the dying.O that we, discerningIts most holy learning,Lord, may love and fear Thee,Evermore be near Thee.413Love divine, all loves excelling

Beecher Hyfrydol Blaenwern

New BHB #316

8.7.8.7.D.Love divine, all loves excelling,Joy of heaven, to earth come down;Making us Thy humble dwelling,All Thy faithful mercies crown:Jesus, Thou art all compassion;Pure, unbounded love Thou art,Visit us with Thine affection,Enter every longing heart.Come, Almighty, to deliver!Let us all Thy grace receive,Follow in Thy steps, and never,Nevermore the pathway leave:Then our hearts will yield their blessing,Sweet incense to God above,Offer praises without ceasing,Glory in Thy perfect love.Firstfruits of Thy new creation,Faithful, holy, may we be,Joyful in Thy great salvation,Daily more conformed to Thee:Changed from glory into glory,Till in heaven we take our place,Then to worship and adore Thee,Lost in wonder, love and praise.414Majestic sweetness sits enthroned.

Mirfield

New BHB #322

C.M.Majestic sweetness sits enthroned.Upon the Saviour's brow;His head with radiant glories crowned,His lips with grace o'erflow.No mortal can with Him compareAmong the sons of men;Fairer is He than all the fairThat fill the heavenly train.He saw me plunged in deep distress,He came to my relief;For me He bore the shameful cross,And carried all my grief.To Him I owe my life and breath,And all the joys I have;He makes me triumph over death,He saves me from the grave.Since from His bounty I receiveSuch proofs of love divine,Had I a thousand hearts to give,Lord, they should all be Thine!415Master, speak! Thy servant heareth

Ottawa

New BHB #325

8.7.8.7.7.7.Master, speak! Thy servant heareth,Waiting for Thy gracious word,Longing for Thy voice that cheereth,Master, let it now be heard:I am listening, Lord, for Thee;What hast Thou to say to me?Master, speak! though least and lowest,Let me not unheard depart;Master, speak! for O Thou knowestAll the yearning of my heart:Knowest all its truest need;Speak! And make me blest indeed.Master, speak! and make me readyWhen Thy voice is truly heard,With obedience glad and steadyStill to follow every word:I am listening, Lord, for Thee:Master, speak, O speak to me!Speak to me by name, O Master!Let me know it is to me;Speak! That I may follow fasterWith a step more firm and free,Where the Shepherd leads the flockIn the shadow of the rock.416May the mind of Christ my Saviour

St. Leonards Grenofen Kingston

New BHB #326

8.7.8.5.May the mind of Christ my SaviourLive in me from day to day,By His love and power controllingAll I do and say.May the word of God dwell richlyIn my heart from hour to hourSo that all may see I triumphOnly through His power.May the peace of God my FatherRule my life in everything,That I may be calm to comfortSick and sorrowing.May the love of Jesus fill meAs the waters fill the sea;Him exalting, self abasing,This is victory.May I run the race before me,Strong and brave to face the foe,Looking only unto JesusAs I onward go.417Mine eyes are unto Thee, my God

Tottenham Arden

New BHB #332

C.M.Mine eyes are unto Thee, my GodMy soul on Thee doth wait,My hope is in Thy faithful word,And in Thy love so great.Thy promise true my faith receivesAnd claims it for its own;My trusting heart with joy believesThe covenant-keeping One.What if Thy love impose a taskToo hard for me to scan?I will not question it, nor askThe meaning of Thy plan.O Lord, I only ask for graceTo work it out with Thee;And as in faith each step I takeI'll more its beauty see.Its rich unfoldings on my soulEach day shall burst anew,Till glory, bright and endless, dawnsUpon my ransomed view.Till then. O keep me safely, Lord,Full trusting only Thee,Till that blest, happy moment come,When, Lord, Thy face I'll see.418More about Jesus would I know

More about Jesus

New BHB #333

P.M.More about Jesus would I know,More of His grace to others show;More of His saving fullness see,More of His love who died for me.cMore, more about Jesus,More, more about Jesus;More of His saving fullness see,More of His love who died for me.More about Jesus let me learn,More of His holy will discern:Spirit of God, my teacher be,Showing the things of Christ to me.cMore, more about Jesus,More, more about Jesus;More of His saving fullness see,More of His love who died for me.More about Jesus; in His wordHolding communion with my Lord;Hearing His voice in every line,Making each faithful saying mine.cMore, more about Jesus,More, more about Jesus;More of His saving fullness see,More of His love who died for me.More about Jesus; on His throne,Riches in glory all His own;More of His kingdom's sure increase;More of His coming—Prince of Peace.cMore, more about Jesus,More, more about Jesus;More of His saving fullness see,More of His love who died for me.419My glorious Victor, Prince divine

Staincliffe Bodmin

New BHB #338

L.M.My glorious Victor, Prince divine,Clasp these surrendered hands in Thine;At length my will is all Thine own,Glad vassal of a Saviour's throne.My Master, lead me to Thy door;Pierce this now willing ear once more:Thy bonds are freedom; let me stayWith Thee to toil, endure, obey.Yes, ear and hand, and thought and will,Use all in Thy dear slavery still;Self's weary liberties I castBeneath Thy feet; there keep them fast.Tread them still down; and then I knowThese hands shall with Thy gifts o'erflow;And pierced ears shall hear the toneWhich tells me Thou and I are one.420My heart is full of Christ, and longs

Worsley Dura

New BHB #345

8.8.8.8.8.8.My heart is full of Christ, and longsIts glorious matter to declare,Of Him I make my loftier songs,And cannot from His praise forbear;My ready tongue makes haste to singThe glories of my heavenly King.Fairer than all the earth-born race,Perfect in comeliness Thou art;Replenished are Thy lips with grace,And full of love Thy tender heart;God ever blest! We bow the knee,And own all fullness dwells in Thee.Gird on Thy thigh the Spirit's sword,And take to Thee Thy power divine;Stir up Thy strength, almighty Lord,All power and majesty are Thine:Assert Thy worship and renown;O all-redeeming God, come down!Come, and maintain Thy righteous causeAnd let Thy glorious toil succeed;Extend the victory of Thy cross,Ride on, and prosper in Thy deed;Through earth triumphantly ride on,And reign in every heart alone.421No gospel like this feast

Sandys Fareham

New BHB #361

S.M.No gospel like this feastSpread for us, Lord, by Thee;No prophets or evangelistsPreach the glad news more free.All our redemption cost,All our redemption won;All it has won for us, the lost,All it cost Thee, the Son.Thine was the bitter price,Ours is the free gift given;Thine was the blood of sacrifice,Ours is the wine of heaven.Here we would rest midwayAs on a sacred height;That darkest and that brightest dayMeeting before our sight.From that dark depth of woesThy love for us has trod,We soar to heights of blest reposeThy love prepares with God.Thus, from self's chains released,One sight alone we see,Still at the cross, while at this feast,We see Thee, only Thee!422O God of Bethel! By whose hand

Salzburg Stracathro

New BHB #395

C.M.O God of Bethel! By whose handThy people still are fed;Who through this weary pilgrimageHast all our fathers led.Our vows, our prayers, we now presentBefore Thy throne of grace:God of our fathers! Be the GodOf their succeeding race.Through each perplexing path of lifeOur wandering footsteps guide;Give us each day our daily bread.And raiment fit provide.O spread Thy covering wings aroundTill all our wanderings cease,And at our Father's loved abodeOur souls arrive in peace.Such blessings from Thy gracious handOur humble prayers implore;And Thou shalt be our chosen God,And portion evermore.423O Christ, Thou Son of God!

Leominster

New BHB #382

S.M.D.O Christ, Thou Son of God!Thou glorious Lord of all,Thou living One who once wast slainBefore Thy face we fall:To Thee, O Lord, we look,To Thee ourselves we yield;Be Thou throughout our earthly courseOur refuge and our shield.Though all around may changeNo change Thou e'er shalt know;The same art Thou upon the throneAs Thou wast here below;The same to-day Thou artAs yesterday Thou wast,The same e'en to eternal daysAs in the wondrous past.Lord Jesus, Take our hearts,From self-love set them free;Help us, however dark our path,To stay our souls on Thee:Though evil waxes worse,And many hearts grow cold,Help us to cleave unto Thy name,Thy faithful word to hold.Help us to look beyondThe dark and gloomy night,To wait for that blest hour when ThouWilt come in glory bright:When we Thy voice shall hear,Thy glorious face shall see,And, like Thee, in Thy presence stand,And ever worship Thee.424O Jesus Christ, grow Thou in me

Beatitudo Caithness Stracathro

New BHB #408

C.M.O Jesus Christ, grow Thou in me,And all things else recede;My heart be daily nearer Thee,From sin be daily freed.Each day let Thy supporting mightMy weakness still embrace;My darkness vanish in Thy light,Thy life my death efface.In Thy bright beams which on me fall,Fade every evil thought;That I am nothing, Thou art all,I would be daily taught.More of Thy glory let me see,Thou holy, wise and true;I would Thy living image be,In joy and sorrow too.Fill me with gladness from above,Hold me by strength divine;Lord, let the glow of Thy great loveThrough my whole being shine.Make this poor self grow less and less,Be Thou my life and aim;O make me daily, through Thy grace,More meet to bear Thy name.425O Jesus, I have promised

Day of Rest

New BHB #409

7.6.7.6.D.O Jesus, I have promisedTo serve Thee to the end,Be Thou forever near me,My Master and my Friend;I shall not fear the battleIf Thou art by my side,Nor wander from the pathwayIf Thou wilt be my guide.O let me feel Thee near me;The world is ever near;I see the sights that dazzle,The tempting sounds I hear;My foes are ever near me,Around me and within;But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer,And shield my soul from sinO let me hear Thee speaking,In accents clear and still,Above the storms of passion,The murmurs of self-will:O speak to re-assure me,To hasten or control;O speak, and make me listen,Thou guardian of my soul.O let me see Thy footmarks,And in them plant mine own;My hope to follow dulyIs in Thy strength alone;O guide me, call me, draw me,Uphold me to the end;And then in heaven receive me,My Saviour and my friend.426O Lord of heaven and earth and sea

Almsgiving Portland

New BHB #421

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 TheeWho givest all?For health and home and lengthened days,For all the blessings earth displays,Our God, we owe Thee thanks and praise,Who givest all.Thou didst not spare Thine only Son,But gav'st Him for a world undone,And freely with that blessed OneThou givest all.For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven,For present grace and hopes of heaven,Father, what can to Thee be given,Who givest all?We lose what on ourselves we spend;We have as treasure without endWhatever, Lord, to Thee we lend,Who givest all.427O Lord, it is Thyself to meet

St. Ursula Land of Rest

New BHB #419

C.M.D.O Lord, it is Thyself to meetTo this sweet feast we come;Like Mary, resting at Thy feetWe learn of Thee alone:We well remember Thou hast said,This do, remembering Me;So thus we take the wine, the bread,In memory of Thee.O Lord, we come, not for our need,Nor with our grief to Thee;But on the bread and wine to feed,And to remember Thee:Yes, to remember all Thy love,Remember all Thy woe,Remember Thou art now above,Yet in our midst below.O Lord, from Thee the bread we take,From Thy pierced hand the wine;In rest—accepted for Thy sake—Our meetness, Lord, is Thine:We praise Thee for this quiet hourSpent with Thyself alone,In which we feel the Spirit's power,And all His teachings own.O Lord, we come, for Thou art here;Enrich each memory;Thy faithful promise brings Thee nearAnd gathers us to Thee:O body broken! poured out blood!Blest memories ever dear;Thou Son of man! Thou Lamb of God!How good to meet Thee here!428O love that wilt not let me go

St. Margaret

New BHB #429

8.8.8.8.6.O Love that wilt not let me go,I rest my weary soul in Thee;I give Thee back the life I owe,That in Thine ocean depths its flowMay richer, fuller be.O Light that followest all my way,I yield my flickering torch to Thee;My heart restores its borrowed ray,That in Thy sunshine's blaze its dayMay brighter, fairer be.O Joy that seekest me through pain,I cannot close my heart to Thee;I trace the rainbow through the rain,And feel the promise is not vainThat morn shall tearless be.O cross that liftest up my head,I dare not ask to fly from thee,I lay in dust life's glory dead,And from the ground there blossoms redLife that shall endless be.429O Master! when Thou callest

Lancashire

New BHB #430

7.6.7.6.D.O Master! when Thou callestNo voice may say Thee nay,For blest are they that followWhere Thou dost lead the way:In freshest prime of morning,Or fullest glow of noon,The note of heavenly warningCan never come too soon.O Master! where Thou callestNo foot may shrink in fear,For they who trust Thee whollyShall find Thee ever near;And quiet room and lonely,Or busy harvest field,Where Thou, Lord, rulest only,Shall precious produce yield.O Master! whom Thou callestNo heart may dare refuse;'Tis honour, highest honour,When Thou dost deign to useOur brightest and our fairest,Our dearest—all are Thine;Thou who for each one carest,We hail Thy love's design.They who go forth to serve Thee,We, too, who serve at home,May watch and pray togetherUntil Thou, Lord, shalt come;In Thee for aye unitedOur song of hope we raise,Till that blest shore is sightedWhere all shall turn to praise.430O the bitter shame and sorrow!

St. Jude All of Thee

New BHB #443

8.7.8.8.7.O the bitter shame and sorrow!That a time could ever beWhen I let the Saviour's pityPlead in vain; and proudly answered,All of self, and none of Thee!Yet He found me: I beheld HimBleeding on the accursed tree:Heard Him pray: Forgive them, Father!And my wistful heart said faintly,Some of self, and some of Thee!Day by day His tender mercy,Healing, helping, full and free:Sweet and strong, and ah! So patient,Brought me lower, while I whispered,Less of self, and more of Thee!Higher than the highest heaven,Deeper than the deepest sea,Lord, Thy love at last hath conquered;Grant me now my supplication—None of self, and all of Thee!431O The deep, deep love of Jesus!

Ebenezer

New BHB #445

8.7.8.7.D.O The deep, deep love of Jesus!Vast, unmeasured, boundless, free;Rolling as a mighty oceanIn its fullness over me:Underneath me, all around me,Is the current of Thy love,Leading onward, leading homeward,To my glorious rest above.O the deep, deep love of Jesus!Spread His praise from shore to shore;How He loveth, ever loveth,Changeth never, nevermore:How He watches o'er His loved ones,Died to call them all His own;How for them He intercedeth,Watcheth o'er them from the throne.O the deep, deep love of Jesus!Love of every love the best:'Tis an ocean vast of blessing,'Tis a haven sweet of rest:O such love! the love of Jesus;'Tis a heaven of heavens to me;And it lifts me up to glory,For it lifts me up to Thee.O the deep, deep love of Jesus!'Twould take ages to exploreBut a drop of all this oceanOr a grain from off its shore:Yet our hearts are beating highly,If our faith is sometimes dim,For the glory and the raptureWe shall have when we have Him.432O Thou, my soul, bless God the Lord;

Coleshill Stracathro

New BHB #446

Author Uncertain: Thomas Sternhold or
Francis Rous (Rowe) & William Barton (1650)

C.M.O Thou, my soul, bless God the Lord;And all that in me isBe stirrèd up His holy nameTo magnify and bless.Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy God,And not forgetful beOf all His gracious benefitsHe hath bestowed on thee:All thine iniquities who dothMost graciously forgive;Who thy diseases all and painsDoth heal, and thee relieve;Who doth redeem thy life, that thouTo death may'st not go down;Who thee with loving kindness dothAnd tender mercies crown.O bless the Lord, all ye His works,Wherewith the world is storedIn His dominions everywhere:My soul, bless thou the Lord!433O wondrous hour, when Jesus, Thou

Atonement Henman

New BHB #452

L.M.O wondrous hour, when Jesus, Thou,Co-equal with the eternal God,Beneath our sin didst deign to bow,And in our stead didst bear the rod.When most in Satan's awful power,O Lord, Thy suffering spirit seemed,Then, in that dark and fearful hour,Our souls were by Thy blood redeemed.'Tis in Thy cross, Lord, that we learnWhat Thou in all Thy fullness art;There, through the darkening cloud, discernThe love of Thy devoted heart.'Twas mighty love's constraining powerThat made Thee, blessed Saviour, die;'Twas love, in that tremendous hour,That triumphed in Thy mighty cry.'Twas all for us—our life we owe,Our hope, our crown of joy, to Thee;Thy sufferings in that hour of woe,Thy victory, Lord, have made us free.434O worship the King all-glorious above

Hanover Houghton

New BHB #454

10.10.11.11.O worship the King all-glorious above,O gratefully sing His power and His love;Our shield and defender, the Ancient of Days,Pavilioned in splendour and girded with praise.O tell of His might, O sing of His grace,Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space;His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,And dark is His path on the wings of the storm.The earth, with its store of wonders untold,Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old;Hath stablished it fast by a changeless decree,And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,Our maker, defender, redeemer, and friend.435On that same night, Lord Jesus

Chenies Eden Grove

New BHB #463

7.6.7.6.D.On that same night, Lord Jesus,In which Thou wast betrayed,When without cause man's hatredAgainst Thee was displayed,We hear Thy gracious accents—This do; remember Me;With joyful hearts respondingWe would remember Thee.We think of all the darknessWhich round Thy spirit pressed,Of all those waves and billowsWhich rolled across Thy breast;'Tis there Thy grace unboundedAnd perfect love we see;With joy and yet with sorrowWe do remember Thee.We know Thee now as risen,The First-born from the dead;We see Thee now ascended,The Church's glorious Head:In Thee by grace accepted,With heart and mind set free,We think of all Thy sorrow,And thus remember Thee.Till Thou shalt come in gloryAnd call us hence away,To share with Thee the brightnessOf that unclouded day,We show Thy death, Lord Jesus,And here would seek to beMore to that death conformedWhilst we remember Thee.436Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed

St. Cuthbert Wreford

8.6.8.4.Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathedHis tender last farewell,A Guide, a Comforter bequeathedWith us to dwell.He came sweet influence to impart,A gracious, willing guest,While He can find one humble heartWherein to rest.And His that gentle voice we hear,Soft as the breath of even,That checks each fault, that calms each fear,And speaks of heaven.And every virtue we possess,And every victory won,And every thought of holinessAre His alone.Spirit of purity and grace,Our weakness, pitying see;O make our hearts, Thy dwelling-place,Worthy of Thee.437Our great Redeemer liveth! This assurance

Raynolds Strength and Stay

New BHB #472

11.10.11.10.Our great Redeemer liveth! This assuranceCalms anxious fears and satisfies the heart;Yes, Jesus lives! at God's right hand He reigneth,And in His great salvation we have part.A living Christ, so strong, so pure, so tender,Bears every ransomed soul before the throne;Complete in Him we stand, saved by His merit—It was His blood which did for sin atone.And now we live in Him, our great Redeemer,Who, living, intercedes for us above,Yet by His Spirit dwells with us, and keeps usEnfolded in His mighty arms of love.Redeemer, Lord! with gratitude unfeigned,We bless Thy holy name that Thou has taughtOur hearts to know Thee, loving, caring, pleading:Now grant us grace to love Thee as we ought.438Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;

Praise My Soul Triumph

New BHB #483

8.7.8.7.8.7.Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;To His feet thy tribute bring;Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,Who like thee His praise shall sing?Praise Him! praise Him!Praise the everlasting King.Praise Him for His grace and favourTo our fathers in distress;Praise Him, still the same as ever,Slow to chide and swift to bless:Praise Him! praise Him!Glorious in His faithfullness.Father-like He tends and spares us,Well our feeble frame He knows;In His hands He gently bears us,Rescues us from all our foes:Praise Him! praise Him!Widely as His mercy flows.Frail as summer flower we flourish;Blows the wind and it is gone;But, while mortals rise and perish,God endures unchanging on:Praise Him! praise Him!Praise the high eternal One.Angels, help us to adore Him,Ye behold Him face to face;Sun and moon, bow down before Him,Dwellers all in time and space:Praise Him! praise Him!Praise with us the God of grace.439Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation;

Lobe den Herren

New BHB #490

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;All ye who hear, Brethren and sisters draw near,Praise Him in glad adoration.Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee;Ponder anew What the Almighty can doIf with His love He befriend thee.Praise to the Lord, who, when darkness and sin is abounding,Who, when the godless do triumph, all virtue confounding,Sheddeth His light, Chaseth the horrors of night,Saints with His mercy surrounding.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;Let the Amen Sound from His people again:Gladly for aye we adore Him.440Put thou thy trust in God

Shere Rhodes Clifton

New BHB #497

S.M.Put thou thy trust in God,In duty's path go on;Walk in His strength with faith and hope,So shall thy work be done.Give to the winds thy fears;Hope, and be undismayed;God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears,God shall lift up thy head.Commit thou all thy griefsAnd ways into His hands,To His sure truth and tender careWho earth and heaven commands.Though years on years roll on,His covenant shall endure;Though clouds and darkness hide His path,The promised grace is sure.Through waves, and clouds, and stormsHe gently clears thy way;Wait thou His time; so shall this nightSoon end in joyous day.Leave to His sovereign swayTo choose and to command;So shalt thou, wondering, own His wayHow wise, how strong His hand.441Rejoice! The Lord is King;

Gopsal Ramoth

New BHB #500

6.6.6.6.8.8.Rejoice! The Lord is King;Your Lord and King adore;Mortals, give thanks and sing,And triumph evermore:Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,The God of truth and love;When He had purged our stainsHe took His seat above:Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.His kingdom cannot fail;He rules o'er earth and heaven;The keys of death and hellAre to our Jesus given:Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.He sits at God's right handTill all His foes submit,And bow to His command,And fall beneath His feet:Lift up your heart, lift up your voice,Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.Rejoice in glorious hope;Jesus, our Lord, shall comeAnd take His servants upTo their eternal home;We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice;The trump of God shall sound, rejoice!442Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raise

Ellers Autumn

10.10.10.10.Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raiseWith one accord our parting hymn of praise:We rise to bless Thee ere our worship cease;Then, quietly waiting, hear Thy word of peace.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 place have called upon Thy name.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.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.443Saviour, Thy dying love

Fenwick Offering

New BHB #517

6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.Saviour, Thy dying loveThou gavest me,Nor should I aught withhold,My Lord, from Thee;In love my soul would bow,My heart fulfil its vow,Some offering bring Thee now,Something for Thee.At the blest mercy-seatPleading 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 prayer,Something for Thee.Give me a faithful heart,Likeness to Thee;That each departing dayHenceforth may seeSome work of love begun,Some deed of kindness done,Some wanderer sought and won,Something for Thee.All that I am and have,Thy gifts so free;In joy, in grief, through life,O Lord, for Thee!And when Thy face I seeMy ransomed soul shall be,Through all eternity,Something for Thee.444Saviour, lead us by Thy power

Everton Rex Gloria Faber

New BHB #512

8.7.8.7.D.Saviour, lead us by Thy powerSafe into the promised rest;Choose the path, the way whateverSeems to Thee, O Lord, the best:Be our guide in every peril,Watch and keep us night and day,Else our foolish hearts will wanderFrom the straight and narrow way.Since in Thee is our redemption,And salvation full and free,Nothing need our souls disheartenBut forgetfullness of Thee:Naught can stay our steady progress,More than conquerors are we,If our eyes, whate'er the danger,Look to Thee, and none but Thee.In Thy presence we are happy;In Thy presence we're secure;In Thy presence all afflictionsWe can steadfastly endure;In Thy presence we can conquer,We can suffer, we can die;Wandering from Thee we are feeble;Let Thy love then keep us nigh.445Speak, Lord, in the stillness

Quietude St. Wystan

New BHB #536

6.5.6.5.Speak, Lord, in the stillness,While I wait on Thee;Hush my heart to listenIn expectancy.Speak, O blessed Master,In this quiet hour;Let me see Thy face, Lord,Feel Thy touch of power.For the words Thou speakest,They are life indeed;Living Bread from heavenNow my spirit feed.Speak, Thy servant heareth,Be not silent, Lord;Waits my soul upon TheeFor the quickening word.Fill me with the knowledgeOf Thy glorious will;All Thine own good pleasureIn Thy child fulfil.Like a watered garden,Full of fragrance rare,Lingering in Thy presenceLet my life appear.446Take my life, and let it be

Nottinghan Lubeck

New BHB #545

7.7.7.7.Take my life, and let it beConsecrated, Lord, to Thee;Take my moments and my days,Let them flow in ceaseless praise.Take my hands, and let them moveAt the impulse of Thy love;Take my feet, and let them beSwift and beautiful for Thee.Take my voice, and let me singAlways only, for my King;Take my lips, and let them beFilled with messages from Thee.Take my silver and my gold,Not a mite would I withhold;Take my intellect, and useEvery power as Thou shalt choose.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.Take my love; my Lord, I pourAt Thy feet its treasure-store:Take myself, and I will beEver, only, all for Thee.447Teach me Thy way, O Lord

Camacha

New BHB #549

6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.Teach me Thy way, O Lord,Teach me Thy way;Thy gracious aid afford,Teach me Thy way:Help me to walk aright,More by faith, less by sight;Lead me with heavenly light,Teach me Thy way:When doubts and fears arise,Teach me Thy way;When storms o'erspread the skiesTeach me Thy way:Shine through the cloud and rain,Through sorrow, toil and pain;Make Thou my pathway plain,Teach me Thy way.Long as my life shall last,Teach me Thy way;Where'er my lot is cast,Teach me Thy way:Until the race is run,Until the journey's done,Until the crown is won,Teach me Thy way.448The bread and wine are spread upon the board

Morecambe Dalkeith Parting

New BHB #553

10.10.10.10.The bread and wine are spread upon the board,The guests are here, invited by the Lord;Why come they thus, why tarry for a space?But for Thy presence, O Thou King of graceHush, O our hearts, as in the sacred nameWe bow in worship and the promise claim—Where two or three are gathered there am I,Unseen, yet present to faith's opened eye.Here in our midst art Thou, O risen Lord;Worthy, O Lamb once slain, to be adored;Here in our midst to lead Thy people's praise,And incense sweet unto the Father raise.We do remember Thee, as Thou hast said,And think upon Thee as we break the bread,Recall Thy dying love, Thy cross and shame,Drinking the cup of blessing in Thy name.Thus do we show the death of our dear Lord,While in our hearts His love is shed abroad;So is faith quickened for the conflict here,Till in a little while He shall appear.Only a little while we pilgrims stayTo spread the table on our desert way;Soon will He come, and coming take us home,Amen, e'en so, Lord Jesus quickly come!449The Church's one foundation

Aurelia

New BHB #554

7.6.7.6.D.The Church's one foundationIs Jesus Christ her Lord:She is His new creationBy water and the word;From heaven He came and sought herTo be His holy bride;With His own blood He bought her,And for her life He died.Elect from every nation,Yet one o'er all the earth,Her charter of salvationOne Lord, one faith, one birth:One holy name she blesses,Partakes one holy food,And to one hope she presses,With every grace endued.Though with a scornful wonderMen 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 weepingShall be the morn of song.'Mid toil and tribulation,And tumult of her war,She waits the consummationOf peace for evermore,Till, with the vision glorious,Her longing eyes are blest,And the great Church victoriousShall be the Church at rest.450The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended;

St. Clement Radford

New BHB #560

9.8.9.8.The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended;The darkness falls at Thy behest;To Thee our morning hymns ascended,Thy praise shall sanctify our rest.We thank Thee that Thy Church unsleeping,While earth rolls onward into light,Through all the world her watch is keeping,And rests not now by day or night.As o'er each continent and islandThe dawn leads on another day,The voice of prayer is never silent,Nor dies the stain of praise away.The sun that bids us rest is wakingOur brethren 'neath the western sky;And hour by hour fresh lips are makingThy wondrous doings heard on high.So be it, Lord! Thy throne shall never,Like earth's proud empires, pass away;Thy kingdom stands, and grows for ever,Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway.451The King of love my Shepherd is

Dominus Regit Me St. Columba

New BHB #567

8.7.8.7.The King of love my Shepherd is,Whose goodness faileth never;I nothing lack if I am HisAnd He is mine for ever.Where streams of living water flowMy ransomed soul He leadeth,And where the verdant pastures growWith food celestial feedeth.Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,But yet in love He sought me,And on His shoulder gently laid,And home rejoicing brought me.In death's dark vale I fear no illWith Thee, dear Lord, beside me;Thy rod and staff my comfort still,Thy cross before to guide me.Thou spread'st a table in my sightThy unction grace bestoweth;And O what transport of delightFrom Thy pure chalice floweth.And so through all the length of daysThy goodness faileth never;Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praiseWithin Thy house for ever.452The gloomy night will soon be past

Irish Palestine

C.M.The gloomy night will soon be past,The morning will appear;The day of glorious light at lastEach waiting one will cheer.Ah, yes, Lord Jesus, Thou whose heartStill for Thy saints doth care,We shall behold Thee as Thou art,And Thy full image bear.Thy love sustains us on our wayWhile pilgrims here below;Thou dost, O Saviour, day by dayThy suited grace bestow.But, oh, the more we learn of Thee,And Thy rich mercy prove,The more we long Thy face to see,And fully know Thy love.Then Shine, Thou bright and morning star,Dispel the dreary gloom;O take from sin and grief afarThy blood-bought people home.453The Lord will perfect that which doth concern me

Hold Thou My Hand

New BHB #573

11.10.11.10.The Lord will perfect that which doth concern me,His way is perfect, so His goal must be;All life's events in harmony are workingFor those clear issues which I yet shall see.The Lord will perfect that which doth concern me,And will complete each half-formed thing He sends:His rich designs most carefully are woven,There are with Him no loose or broken ends.The Lord will perfect that which doth concern me,And finish what His grace has here begun;He gathers up life's fragments, losing nothing,And turns to good account each single one.The Lord will perfect that which doth concern me,Will do it in so many different ways;By loss or gain, by high success or failure,By steady course or unexpected phase.The Lord will perfect that which doth concern me,Expecting me to show Him on my partA trust intelligent and full of interestIn all these purposes of His great heart.454The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want:

Crimond Wiltshire

New BHB #574

C.M.The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want:He makes me down to lieIn pastures green; He leadeth meThe quiet waters by.My soul He doth restore again;And me to walk doth makeWithin the paths of righteousness,E'en for His own name's sake.Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,Yet will I fear none ill;For Thou art with me; and Thy rodAnd staff me comfort still.My table Thou hast furnishedIn presence of my foes;My head Thou dost with oil anoint,And my cup overflows.Goodness and mercy all my lifeShall surely follow me;And in God's house for evermoreMy dwelling-place shall be.455There is a green hill far away

Horsley Meditation

New BHB #591

C.M.There is a green hill far away,Without a city wall,Where the dear Lord was crucified,Who died to save us all.We may not know, we cannot tellWhat pains He had to bear;But we believe it was for usHe hung and suffered there.He died that we might be forgiven,He died to make us good,That we might go at last to heaven,Saved by His precious blood.There was no other good enoughTo pay the price of sin;He only could unlock the gateOf heaven, and let us in.O dearly, dearly has He loved,And we must love Him too,And trust in His redeeming blood,And try His works to do.456Thou who did'st come to die

Malvern Olivet

New BHB #608

6.6.4.6.6.6.4.Thou who did'st come to dieFrom the bright realms on high,Thou art our peace:Peace Thou dost now impartTo each believing heart,Peace that shall ne'er depart;Thou art our peace.Thou who did'st rise again,Thy tomb was sealed in vain,Thou art our life:All power to Thee is given,Exalted Lord in heaven,And we with Thee are risen,Thou art our life.Thou who wilt surely comeTo take Thy loved ones home,Thou art our hope:What joys and bliss untoldWill to our gaze unfoldWhen we Thy face behold!Thou art our hope.Peace, life and hope, O Lord,Thou giv'st us in Thy word,Blest be Thy name:We would our praise outpour,Would worship and adoreNow and for evermore;Blest be Thy name.457Thou whose almighty word

Moscow

New BHB #609

6.6.4.6.6.6.4.Thou whose almighty wordChaos and darkness heard,And took their flight,Hear us, we humbly pray,And, where the gospel daySheds not its glorious ray,Let there be light.Thou who didst come to bring,On Thy redeeming wing,Healing and sight,Health to the sick in mind,Sight to the inly blind,O now to all mankindLet there be light.Spirit of truth and love,Life-giving, holy Dove,Speed forth Thy flight;Move on the water's face,Bearing the lamp of grace,And in earth's darkest placeLet there be light.Blessed and holy Three,Glorious Trinity,Wisdom, Love, Might,Boundless as ocean's tideRolling in fullest pride,Through the world, far and wide,Let there be light.458Thy life was given for me

Baca

New BHB #618

6.6.6.6.6.6.Thy life was given for me,Thy blood, O Lord, was shedThat I might ransomed be,And quickened from the dead;Thy life was given for me;What have I given for Thee?Long years were spent for meIn weariness and woe,That through eternityThy glory I might know;Long years were spent for me:Have I spent one for Thee?Thou, Lord, hast borne for meMore than my tongue can tellOf bitterest agonyTo rescue me from hell;Thou sufferedst all for me:What have I borne for Thee?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?O let my life be given,My years for Thee be spent;World-fetters all be riven,And joy with suffering blent;Thou gavest Thyself for me;I give myself to Thee.459'Twas on that night, when doomed to know

Rockingham

New BHB #632

L.M.'Twas on that night, when doomed to knowThe eager rage of every foe,That night in which He was betrayed,The Saviour of the world took bread.And after thanks and glory givenTo Him that rules in earth and heaven,That symbol of His flesh He broke,And thus to all His followers spoke.My broken body thus I giveFor you, for all; take, eat, and live:And oft the sacred rite renewThat brings My wondrous love to view.Then in His hands the cup He raised,And God anew He thanked and praised,While kindness in His bosom glowed,And from His lips salvation flowed.My blood I thus pour forth, He cries,To cleanse the soul in sin that lies;In this the covenant is sealed,And heaven's eternal grace revealed.With love to man this cup is fraught,Let all partake the sacred draught;Through latest ages let it pourIn memory of My dying hour.460We bless Thee, God and Father

Lymington

New BHB #641

7.6.7.6.D.We bless Thee, God and Father,We joy before Thy face;Beyond dark death for everWe share Thy Son's blest place:He lives a Man before TheeIn cloudless light above,In Thine unbounded favour,Thine everlasting love.His Father and our Father,His God and ours Thou art;And He is Thy Beloved,The gladness of Thy heart:We're His, in joy He brings usTo share His part and place,To know Thy love and favour,The shining of Thy face.Thy love that now enfolds usCan ne'er wax cold or dim;In Him that love doth centre,And we are loved in Him:In Him Thy love and gloryFind their eternal rest;The many sons—His brethren—In Him how near, how blest!461We saw Thee not when Thou didst come

Credo Pater Omnium

New BHB #650

8.8.8.8.8.8.We saw Thee not when Thou didst comeTo this poor world of sin and death,Nor e'er beheld Thy cottage homeIn that despised Nazareth;But we believe Thy footsteps trodIts streets and plains, Thou Son of God.We did not see Thee lifted highAmid that wild and savage crew,Nor heard Thy meek, imploring cry,Forgive, they know not what they do;Yet we believe the deed was doneWhich shook the earth, and veiled the sun.We stood not by the empty tombWhere late Thy sacred body lay,Nor sat within that upper room,Nor met Thee in the open way;But we believe the angel said,Why seek the living with the dead?We did not mark the chosen fewWhen Thou didst through the clouds ascend,First lift to heaven their wondering view,Then to the earth all prostrate bend;Yet we believe that mortal eyesBeheld that journey to the skies.And now that Thou dost reign on high,And thence Thy waiting people bless,No ray of glory from the skyDoth shine upon our wilderness;But we believe Thy faithful word,And trust in our redeeming Lord.462Worthy of homage and of praise;

Saxby

New BHB #696

L.M.Worthy of homage and of praise;Worthy by all to be adored;Exhaustless theme of heavenly lays;Thou, Thou art worthy, Jesus, Lord.Now seated on Jehovah's throne,The Lamb once slain, in glory bright;'Tis thence Thou watchest o'er Thine own,Guarding us through the deadly fight.To Thee, e'en now, our song we raise,Though sure the tribute mean must prove,No mortal tongue can tell Thy ways,So full of light and life and love.Yet, Saviour, Thou shalt have full praise;We soon shall meet Thee on the cloud,We soon shall see Thee face to face,In glory praising as we would.463Ye gates, lift up your heads on high;

St. George's, Edinburgh

New BHB #699

P.M.Ye gates, lift up your heads on high;Ye doors that last for ayeBe lifted up, that so the KingOf glory enter may:But who of glory is the King?The mighty Lord is this;Ev'n that same Lord that great in mightAnd strong in battle is.Ye gates, lift up your heads; ye doors,Doors that do last for aye,Be lifted up, that so the KingOf glory enter may:But who is He that is the KingOf glory? who is this?The Lord of hosts, and none but He,The King of glory is.cHallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!Hallelujah! Hallelujah!Amen, Amen, Amen.464Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim

Laudate Dominum Worship

New BHB #700

10.11.10.11.Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim,And publish abroad His wonderful name;The name all-victorious of Jesus extol;His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all.God ruleth on high, almighty to save;And still He is nigh, His presence we have;The great congregation His triumph shall sing,Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King.Salvation to God who sits on the throne;Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son;The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim,Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb.Then let us adore and give Him His right;All glory and power, all wisdom and might;All honour and blessing with angels above,And thanks never-ceasing, and infinite love.465Now to Him who loved us, gave us

Triumph

8.7.8.7.8.7.Now to Him who loved us, gave usEvery pledge that love could give,Freely shed His blood to save us,Gave His life that we may live,Be the kingdom and dominionAnd the glory evermore.

";tuneDescription["green_fields.abc"]="Green Fields / De Fleury

[A tune for: A debtor to mercy alone]

";tuneDescription["Llangristiolus.abc"]="Llangristiolus

[A tune for: A debtor to mercy alone]

";tuneDescription["Trewen.abc"]="Trewen

[A tune for: A debtor to mercy alone]

";tuneDescription["Whitchurch.abc"]="Whitchurch

[A tune for: A debtor to mercy alone]

";tuneDescription["Not_Now_My_Child.abc"]="Not Now, My Child

[A tune for: A little while of mingled joy and sorrow]

";tuneDescription["Evan.abc"]="Evan

[A tune for: A mind at perfect peace with God]

";tuneDescription["Richmond.abc"]="Richmond / Chesterfield (Haweis)

[A tune for: A mind at perfect peace with God]

";tuneDescription["Abridge.abc"]="Abridge

[A tune for: A perfect path of purest grace]

";tuneDescription["Manoah.abc"]="Manoah / Lintone

[A tune for: A Pilgrim through this lonely world]

";tuneDescription["Sawley.abc"]="Sawley

[A tune for: A Pilgrim through this lonely world]

";tuneDescription["St_Theodulph.abc"]="St. Theodulph

[A tune for: A Rock that stands for ever]

";tuneDescription["Sandend.abc"]="Sandend

[A tune for: A wealth of grace and truth replete]

";tuneDescription["Abbots_Leigh.abc"]="Abbot's Leigh

[A tune for: Abba, Father! we approach Thee]

";tuneDescription["Deerhurst.abc"]="Deerhurst

[A tune for: Abba, Father! we approach Thee]

";tuneDescription["Lux_Eoi.abc"]="Lux Eoi

[A tune for: Abba, Father! we approach Thee]

";tuneDescription["Bentley.abc"]="Bentley

[A tune for: Abide in me, my Saviour]

";tuneDescription["Eventide.abc"]="Eventide

[A tune for: Abide with me]

";tuneDescription["St_Agnes.abc"]="St. Agnes, Durham

[A tune for: According to Thy gracious Word]

";tuneDescription["Sacra.abc"]="Sacra / Abney / Remember Me (Hull)

[A tune for: Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?]

";tuneDescription["Coronation.abc"]="Coronation

[A tune for: All hail the power of Jesus’ name!]

";tuneDescription["Diadem.abc"]="Diadem

[A tune for: All hail the power of Jesus’ name!]

";tuneDescription["Miles_Lane.abc"]="Miles Lane

[A tune for: All hail the power of Jesus’ name!]

";tuneDescription["Old_Hundredth.abc"]="Old Hundredth

[A tune for: All people that on earth do dwell]

";tuneDescription["St_Fulbert.abc"]="St. Fulbert

[A tune for: All that I was, my sin, my guilt]

";tuneDescription["All_The_Way.abc"]="All The Way

[A tune for: All the way my Saviour leads me]

";tuneDescription["Ar_Hyd_Y_Nos.abc"]="Ar Hyd Y Nos

[A tune for: All through the night]

";tuneDescription["Lyndhurst.abc"]="Lyndhurst

[A tune for: Altogether lovely, Jesus Lord art Thou]

";tuneDescription["Arlington.abc"]="Arlington (without chorus)

[A tune for: Am I a soldier of the Cross?]

";tuneDescription["Amazing_Grace_New_Britain.abc"]="New Britain

[A tune for: Amazing grace! (How sweet the sound!)]

";tuneDescription["gloucester.abc"]="Gloucester

[A tune for: Amidst us our Beloved stands]

";tuneDescription["Sagina.abc"]="Sagina

[A tune for: And can it be that I should gain?]

";tuneDescription["Salzburg.abc"]="Salzburg

[A tune for: And did the Holy and the Just?]

";tuneDescription["glaston.abc"]="Glaston

[A tune for: And is it so! we shall be like Thy Son]

";tuneDescription["St_Thomas.abc"]="St. Thomas

[A tune for: And shall we see Thy face?]

";tuneDescription["Fingal.abc"]="Fingal

[A tune for: Around Thy table, Holy Lord]

";tuneDescription["Moravia.abc"]="Moravia / Tytherton (West)

[A tune for: Around Thy table, Holy Lord]

";tuneDescription["Jazer.abc"]="Jazer (Tozer)

[A tune for: As gathered to Thy precious name]

";tuneDescription["Martyrdom.abc"]="Martyrdom

[A tune for: Assembled, Lord, at Thy behest]

";tuneDescription["Access.abc"]="Access

[A tune for: At rest through Jesus’ blood]

";tuneDescription["Camberwell.abc"]="Camberwell

[A tune for: At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow]

";tuneDescription["Evelyns.abc"]="Evelyns

[A tune for: At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow]

";tuneDescription["Zundel.abc"]="Zundel

[A tune for: At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow]

";tuneDescription["Carlisle.abc"]="Carlisle

[A tune for: Awake, and sing the song]

";tuneDescription["Galway.abc"]="Galway

[A tune for: Awake, and sing the song]

";tuneDescription["watchman.abc"]="Watchman

[A tune for: Awake, and sing the song]

";tuneDescription["gardenstown.abc"]="Gardenstown

[A tune for: Awake, my soul, in joyful lays]

";tuneDescription["Loving_Kindness.abc"]="Loving Kindness

[A tune for: Awake, my soul, in joyful lays]

";tuneDescription["Finlandia.abc"]="Finlandia

[A tune for: Be still, my soul, the Lord is on thy side]

";tuneDescription["Beautiful_Zion.abc"]="Beautiful Zion

[A tune for: Beautiful Zion, built above]

";tuneDescription["Before_the_Throne_of_God_Above.abc"]="Before the Throne of God Above

[A tune for: Before the throne of God above]

";tuneDescription["Assembly.abc"]="Assembly

[A tune for: Before Thine open ear]

";tuneDescription["St_Augustine.abc"]="Augustine

[A tune for: Behold the amazing sight]

";tuneDescription["St_Magnus.abc"]="St. Magnus

[A tune for: Behold the Lamb with glory crowned!]

";tuneDescription["Telos.abc"]="Telos

[A tune for: Behold the Man by God approved]

";tuneDescription["St_Michaels.abc"]="St. Michael

[A tune for: Behold the Throne of grace!]

";tuneDescription["Sidon.abc"]="Sidon

[A tune for: Behold! a spotless Victim dies]

";tuneDescription["St_Christopher.abc"]="St. Christopher

[A tune for: Beneath the Cross of Jesus]

";tuneDescription["refuge.abc"]="Refuge / Beneath the cross of Jesus / Clephane

[A tune for: Beneath the Cross of Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Benarty.abc"]="Benarty

[A tune for: Beyond the scenes of darkest night]

";tuneDescription["Hereford_New.abc"]="Hereford New

[A tune for: Blessed be God, our God!]

";tuneDescription["Dennis.abc"]="Dennis / Ripon

[A tune for: Blessed be the tie that Binds]

";tuneDescription["Ruth.abc"]="Ruth

[A tune for: Blessed God of Glory]

";tuneDescription["Blessed_God_our_Hearts_are_Bringing.abc"]="[Blessed God, our hearts are bringing]

[A tune for: Blessed God, our hearts are bringing]

";tuneDescription["St_Helens.abc"]="St. Helens

[A tune for: Blessed God, our hearts are bringing]

";tuneDescription["Kyrie.abc"]="Kyrie / Nottingham

[A tune for: Blessed God, we meditate]

";tuneDescription["Lanesboro.abc"]="Lanesboro

[A tune for: Blest morning, whose first dawning rays]

";tuneDescription["Moncton.abc"]="Moncton

[A tune for: Break every barrier down]

";tuneDescription["Lathbury.abc"]="Lathbury / Bread of Life

[A tune for: Break Thou the bread of life]

";tuneDescription["Trentham.abc"]="Trentham

[A tune for: Breathe on me breath of God]

";tuneDescription["Innocents.abc"]="Innocents

[A tune for: Brethren, let us join to bless]

";tuneDescription["Tamworth.abc"]="Tamworth

[A tune for: Bright with all His crowns of glory]

";tuneDescription["Celandine.abc"]="Celandine

[A tune for: Bright, bright home! Beyond the skies]

";tuneDescription["Lower_Lights.abc"]="Lower Lights

[A tune for: Brightly beams our Father’s mercy]

";tuneDescription["Alma.abc"]="Alma

[A tune for: Brightness of the eternal glory]

";tuneDescription["Dijon.abc"]="Dijon

[A tune for: Brightness of the eternal glory]

";tuneDescription["in_memoriam_maker.abc"]="In Memoriam

[A tune for: By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored]

";tuneDescription["memoria.abc"]="Memoria

[A tune for: By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored]

";tuneDescription["Shoreham.abc"]="Shoreham

[A tune for: By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored]

";tuneDescription["Monkland.abc"]="Monkland

[A tune for: Christ has done the mighty work]

";tuneDescription["Easter_Hymn.abc"]="Easter Hymn

[A tune for: Christ the Lord is risen on high!]

";tuneDescription["Aloha_Oe.abc"]="Aloha Oe

[A tune for: Christ the Savior came from Heaven’s glory]

";tuneDescription["dedication_gilding.abc"]="Dedication / Gilding / St. Edmund

[A tune for: Christ’s grave is vacant now]

";tuneDescription["Swabia.abc"]="Swabia

[A tune for: Christ’s grave is vacant now]

";tuneDescription["Veronica.abc"]="Veronica

[A tune for: Cling to the Mighty One]

";tuneDescription["Redemption_Ground.abc"]="Redemption Ground

[A tune for: Come sing, my soul, and praise the Lord]

";tuneDescription["Nativity.abc"]="Nativity

[A tune for: Come, let us join our cheerful songs]

";tuneDescription["Loughton.abc"]="Loughton

[A tune for: Come, let us join our cheerful songs]

";tuneDescription["Ariel.abc"]="Ariel

[A tune for: Come, let us sing the matchless worth]

";tuneDescription["Angelus.abc"]="Angelus

[A tune for: Come, let us sing the song of songs]

";tuneDescription["Savannah.abc"]="Savannah

[A tune for: Come, my soul, thy suit prepare]

";tuneDescription["Canterbury.abc"]="Canterbury / Song 13

[A tune for: Come, my soul, thy suit prepare]

";tuneDescription["ellingham_godfrey.abc"]="Ellingham / Godfrey

[A tune for: Come, my soul, thy suit prepare]

";tuneDescription["Moscow.abc"]="Moscow

[A tune for: Come, Thou Almighty King]

";tuneDescription["Nettleton.abc"]="Nettleton

[A tune for: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]

";tuneDescription["All_For_Jesus.abc"]="All For Jesus

[A tune for: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]

";tuneDescription["Confidence.abc"]="Confidence

[A tune for: Come, ye saints, rejoice with Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Colchester.abc"]="Colchester / Purcel

[A tune for: Come, ye that know the Saviour’s name]

";tuneDescription["Diademata.abc"]="Diademata

[A tune for: Crown Him with many crowns]

";tuneDescription["St_Dunstan.abc"]="St. Dunstan

[A tune for: Crowned with thorns upon the tree]

";tuneDescription["Thanksgiving_Gilbert.abc"]="Thanksgiving

[A tune for: Crowns of glory ever bright]

";tuneDescription["Tichfield.abc"]="Tichfield

[A tune for: Crowns of glory ever bright]

";tuneDescription["Repton.abc"]="Repton

[A tune for: Dear Lord and Father of mankind]

";tuneDescription["Rest.abc"]="Rest

[A tune for: Dear Lord and Father of mankind]

";tuneDescription["Wildersmouth.abc"]="Wildersmouth

[A tune for: Dread Golgotha! place of blended love and sorrow]

";tuneDescription["melling.abc"]="Melling

[A tune for: Endless praises to our Lord]

";tuneDescription["Orientis_Partibus.abc"]="Orientis Partibus

[A tune for: Endless praises to our Lord]

";tuneDescription["Newcastle.abc"]="Newcastle (Morley)

[A tune for: Eternal Light! Eternal Light!]

";tuneDescription["Face_to_Face.abc"]="Face to Face

[A tune for: Face to face with Christ, my Saviour]

";tuneDescription["Nyland.abc"]="Nyland

[A tune for: Facing a task unfinished]

";tuneDescription["University_College.abc"]="University College

[A tune for: Faint not, Christian! though the road]

";tuneDescription["Goshen-Bible_Class.abc"]="Goshen / Bible Class

[A tune for: Fairer than the fairest]

";tuneDescription["St_Catherine.abc"]="St. Catherine

[A tune for: Faith of our Fathers]

";tuneDescription["Grafenberg.abc"]="Grafenberg

[A tune for: Father of mercies! in Thy Word]

";tuneDescription["Crediton.abc"]="Crediton

[A tune for: Father of peace, and God of love]

";tuneDescription["Palestrina.abc"]="Palestrina (modified for C.M.)

[A tune for: Father of peace, and God of love]

";tuneDescription["Daily_Daily.abc"]="Daily Daily

[A tune for: Father! we, Thy children, bless Thee]

";tuneDescription["sydney.abc"]="Sydney

[A tune for: Father! we, Thy children, bless Thee]

";tuneDescription["St_Stephen.abc"]="St. Stephen

[A tune for: Father, Thy name our souls would bless]

";tuneDescription["Samuel.abc"]="Samuel

[A tune for: Father, to seek Thy face]

";tuneDescription["Pentecost.abc"]="Pentecost

[A tune for: Fight the good fight with all thy might]

";tuneDescription["St_Matthew.abc"]="St. Matthew

[A tune for: Fill Thou my life, O Lord my God]

";tuneDescription["Nearer_Home.abc"]="Nearer Home

[A tune for: For ever with the Lord!]

";tuneDescription["Dix.abc"]="Dix

[A tune for: For the beauty of the earth]

";tuneDescription["Evelyn.abc"]="Evelyn

[A tune for: For the bread and for the wine]

";tuneDescription["Dunstan.abc"]="Dunstan

[A tune for: Forth from Gabbatha see Him led]

";tuneDescription["Warsaw.abc"]="Warsaw

[A tune for: Forth in His Name we go]

";tuneDescription["Retreat.abc"]="Retreat

[A tune for: From every stormy wind that blows]

";tuneDescription["Greenland.abc"]="Greenland

[A tune for: From Greenlands icy mountains]

";tuneDescription["Missionary.abc"]="Missionary Hymn

[A tune for: From Greenland\'s icy mountains]

";tuneDescription["Rosewell.abc"]="Rosewell

[A tune for: From heaven He came]

";tuneDescription["Carmel.abc"]="Carmel

[A tune for: From Salem’s gates advancing slow]

";tuneDescription["Meribah.abc"]="Meribah

[A tune for: From whence this fear and unbelief]

";tuneDescription["Pembroke.abc"]="Pembroke

[A tune for: From whence this fear and unbelief]

";tuneDescription["Keepos.abc"]="Keepos

[A tune for: Garden of gloom appalling]

";tuneDescription["Chapel_Brae.abc"]="Chapel Brae

[A tune for: Gathered to Thy name, Lord Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Bullinger.abc"]="Bullinger

[A tune for: Gathered, Lord, around Thy table]

";tuneDescription["hartham.abc"]="Hartham

[A tune for: Gathered, Lord, around Thy table]

";tuneDescription["Meletius.abc"]="Meletius

[A tune for: Gazing on Thee, Lord, in glory]

";tuneDescription["Rhineland.abc"]="Rhineland

[A tune for: Gazing on Thee, Lord, in glory]

";tuneDescription["West.abc"]="West

[A tune for: Gazing on Thee, Lord, in glory]

";tuneDescription["Lux_Benigna.abc"]="Lux Benigna

[A tune for: Glory to Thee, Thou Son of God most High]

";tuneDescription["Sandon.abc"]="Sandon

[A tune for: Glory to Thee, Thou Son of God most High]

";tuneDescription["Harts.abc"]="Harts

[A tune for: Glory unto Jesus be!]

";tuneDescription["Ashley.abc"]="Ashley / Glory, Honour, Praise and Power

[A tune for: Glory, honour, praise, and power]

";tuneDescription["st_bartholomew.abc"]="St. Bartholomew

[A tune for: Go, labour on; spend, and be spent]

";tuneDescription["Beaumaris.abc"]="Beaumaris / Suffield

[A tune for: God is love! His word has said it]

";tuneDescription["Woodlands.abc"]="Woodlands

[A tune for: God is love! His word has said it]

";tuneDescription["george_warren.abc"]="National Hymn (George Warren)

[A tune for: God of our fathers whose almighty hand]

";tuneDescription["Energy.abc"]="Energy / St. Ethelwald

[A tune for: Grace! ’tis a charming sound]

";tuneDescription["Grace_of_Christ.abc"]="Grace of Christ (Ira Sankey)

[A tune for: Grace! ’tis a charming sound]

";tuneDescription["Silver_Street.abc"]="Silver Street

[A tune for: Grace! ’tis a charming sound]

";tuneDescription["Worship.abc"]="Worship (S. T. Francis)

[A tune for: Gracious God, we worship Thee]

";tuneDescription["Wonders.abc"]="Wonders / Sovereignty

[A tune for: Great God of wonders! all Thy ways]

";tuneDescription["Millennium.abc"]="Millennium

[A tune for: Great Shepherd of the sheep!]

";tuneDescription["Mainzer.abc"]="Mainzer

[A tune for: Great Shepherd of Thy chosen flock]

";tuneDescription["Festus.abc"]="Festus

[A tune for: Great Shepherd of Thy chosen flock]

";tuneDescription["Totland.abc"]="Totland

[A tune for: Great Shepherd of Thy chosen flock]

";tuneDescription["Caersalem.abc"]="Caersalem

[A tune for: Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah]

";tuneDescription["Cwm_Rhondda.abc"]="Cwm Rhondda

[A tune for: Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah]

";tuneDescription["Cruger.abc"]="Cruger

[A tune for: Hail to the Lord’s Anointed]

";tuneDescription["Ellacombe.abc"]="Ellacombe

[A tune for: I sing the mighty power of God]

";tuneDescription["Duane_Street.abc"]="Duane Street

[A tune for: Hail, sovereign love, that first began]

";tuneDescription["The_Hiding_Place.abc"]="The Hiding Place

[A tune for: Hail, sovereign love, that first began]

";tuneDescription["Autumn.abc"]="Autumn (Barthélemon)

[A tune for: Hail, Thou once despised Jesus!]

";tuneDescription["In_Babilone.abc"]="In Babilone

[A tune for: Hail, Thou once despised Jesus!]

";tuneDescription["Pleading_Savior.abc"]="Pleading Savior

[A tune for: Hail, Thou once despised Jesus!]

";tuneDescription["St_Hilda_Barnby.abc"]="St. Hilda (Barnby)

[A tune for: Hail, Thou once despised Jesus!]

";tuneDescription["Corinth.abc"]="Corinth

[A tune for: Happy they who trust in Jesus!]

";tuneDescription["Grace_Triumphant.abc"]="Praise, Piety / Piety / Grace Triumphant

[A tune for: Hark! How the blood-bought hosts above]

";tuneDescription["ravenna.abc"]="Ravenna

[A tune for: Hark! my soul, it is the Lord]

";tuneDescription["St_Bees.abc"]="St. Bees

[A tune for: Hark! my soul, it is the Lord]

";tuneDescription["Laus_Deo.abc"]="Laus Deo

[A tune for: Hark! ten thousand voices crying]

";tuneDescription["Rathbun.abc"]="Rathbun

[A tune for: Hark! ten thousand voices crying]

";tuneDescription["Stuttgart.abc"]="Stuttgart

[A tune for: Hark! ten thousand voices crying]

";tuneDescription["Mendelssohn.abc"]="Mendelssohn

[A tune for: Hark! the herald angels sing]

";tuneDescription["Trust_in_Jesus.abc"]="Trust in Jesus

[A tune for: Hast Thou heard Him, seen Him, known Him?]

";tuneDescription["Sagina_2.abc"]="Sagina

[A tune for: Have I an object, Lord, below?]

";tuneDescription["Reproach.abc"]="Reproach

[A tune for: He bears the cruel scourge from men]

";tuneDescription["Moray_Firth.abc"]="Moray Firth

[A tune for: He comes! He comes!]

";tuneDescription["Ash_Grove.abc"]="Ash Grove

[A tune for: He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater]

";tuneDescription["Blacklands.abc"]="Blacklands

[A tune for: He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater]

";tuneDescription["He_Giveth_More_Grace.abc"]="He giveth more grace

[A tune for: He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater]

";tuneDescription["surrey_chapel.abc"]="Surrey Chapel

[A tune for: He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater]

";tuneDescription["St_Andrew_Thorne.abc"]="St. Andrew (Thorne)

[A tune for: He is coming! how this gladdens]

";tuneDescription["Venit.abc"]="Venit

[A tune for: He is coming, coming for us]

";tuneDescription["Not_a_Disappointment.abc"]="Not a Disappointment

[A tune for: He is not a disappointment!]

";tuneDescription["Leadeth.abc"]="Leadeth

[A tune for: He leadeth me! O blessed thought!]

";tuneDescription["Kent.abc"]="Kent

[A tune for: He lives - the great Redeemer lives]

";tuneDescription["Tallis_Ordinal.abc"]="Tallis' Ordinal

[A tune for: He sitteth o’er the waterfloods]

";tuneDescription["Pearly_Gates.abc"]="Pearly Gates

[A tune for: He the pearly gates will open]

";tuneDescription["Calon_Lan.abc"]="Calon Lan

[A tune for: Here is love, vast as the ocean]

";tuneDescription["Vancouver.abc"]="Vancouver / Dim Ond Iesu

[A tune for: Here is love, vast as the ocean]

";tuneDescription["Erfyniad.abc"]="Erfyniad

[A tune for: Here, O our Lord, we see Thee face to face]

";tuneDescription["kensington.abc"]="Kensington

[A tune for: Here, O our Lord, we see Thee face to face]

";tuneDescription["Penitentia.abc"]="Penitentia

[A tune for: Here, O our Lord, we see Thee face to face]

";tuneDescription["Security.abc"]="Security (Hiding in Thee, first part)

[A tune for: Hiding in Thee]

";tuneDescription["Stauros.abc"]="Stauros

[A tune for: High on a cruel Cross of shame]

";tuneDescription["St_John_Calkin.abc"]="St. John (Calkin)

[A tune for: Himself He could not save!]

";tuneDescription["Hold_Thou_My_Hand.abc"]="Hold Thou My Hand

[A tune for: Hold Thou my hand!]

";tuneDescription["Lux_Prima.abc"]="Lux Prima

[A tune for: Holy Father, we address Thee]

";tuneDescription["Requiem.abc"]="Requiem

[A tune for: Holy Father, we address Thee]

";tuneDescription["Gounod.abc"]="Gounod

[A tune for: Holy Saviour! we adore Thee]

";tuneDescription["Raphael.abc"]="Raphael

[A tune for: Holy Saviour! we adore Thee]

";tuneDescription["Nicaea.abc"]="Nicaea

[A tune for: Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!]

";tuneDescription["Dunfermline.abc"]="Dunfermline

[A tune for: Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear!]

";tuneDescription["Feast.abc"]="Feast

[A tune for: How bright that blessed hope!]

";tuneDescription["worship2.abc"]="Worship (anon.)

[A tune for: How bright that blessed hope!]

";tuneDescription["How_Deep_the_Fathers_Love_For_Us.abc"]="How Deep the Father's Love for Us

[A tune for: How deep the Father’s love for us]

";tuneDescription["Foundation.abc"]="Foundation

[A tune for: How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord]

";tuneDescription["Montgomery.abc"]="Montgomery

[A tune for: How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord]

";tuneDescription["Celeste.abc"]="Celeste

[A tune for: How good is the God we adore]

";tuneDescription["Channels_Only.abc"]="Channels Only

[A tune for: How I praise Thee, precious Saviour!]

";tuneDescription["Howard_(Cuthbert).abc"]="Howard (Cuthbert)

[A tune for: How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds]

";tuneDescription["lloyd.abc"]="Lloyd

[A tune for: How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds]

";tuneDescription["Homeward.abc"]="Homeward

[A tune for: I am a stranger here]

";tuneDescription["I_Am_Redeemed.abc"]="I Am Redeemed

[A tune for: I am redeemed, oh, praise the Lord]

";tuneDescription["within_the_veil.abc"]="Within the Veil

[A tune for: I am the Lord’s! O joy beyond expression]

";tuneDescription["A_Little_Farther_Parks.abc"]="A Little Farther (modified)

[A tune for: I am waiting for the dawning]

";tuneDescription["Austrian_Hymn.abc"]="Austrian Hymn

[A tune for: I am waiting for the dawning]

";tuneDescription["Orlington.abc"]="Orlington

[A tune for: I bow me to Thy will, O God]

";tuneDescription["Spencer.abc"]="Spencer

[A tune for: I cannot breathe enough of Thee]

";tuneDescription["Abney.abc"]="Abney

[A tune for: I cannot work my soul to save]

";tuneDescription["Franconia.abc"]="Franconia

[A tune for: I have a home above]

";tuneDescription["Serenity.abc"]="Serenity

[A tune for: I hear the accuser roar]

";tuneDescription["Hampton.abc"]="Hampton

[A tune for: I hear the words of love]

";tuneDescription["Vox_Dilecti.abc"]="Vox Dilecti

[A tune for: I heard the voice of Jesus say]

";tuneDescription["Kingsfold.abc"]="Kingsfold

[A tune for: I heard the voice of Jesus say]

";tuneDescription["Toulon.abc"]="Toulon

[A tune for: I journey through a desert drear and wild]

";tuneDescription["Go_Bury_Thy_Sorrow.abc"]="Go Bury Thy Sorrow

[A tune for: I once was a stranger to grace and to God]

";tuneDescription["Canberra.abc"]="Canberra

[A tune for: I saw One hanging on a Tree]

";tuneDescription["Holmbridge.abc"]="Holmbridge

[A tune for: I saw the Cross of Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Whitfield.abc"]="Whitfield

[A tune for: I saw the Cross of Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Lichfield.abc"]="Lichfield

[A tune for: I thirst, but not as once I did]

";tuneDescription["french-dundee.abc"]="French / Dundee

[A tune for: I to the hills will lift mine eyes]

";tuneDescription["In_Viam_Rectam.abc"]="In Viam Rectam

[A tune for: I was a wand’ring sheep]

";tuneDescription["Lebanon.abc"]="Lebanon

[A tune for: I was a wand’ring sheep]

";tuneDescription["Pastor_Bonus.abc"]="Pastor Bonus

[A tune for: I was a wand’ring sheep]

";tuneDescription["Constancy.abc"]="Constancy

[A tune for: I will never, never leave thee]

";tuneDescription["St_Etheldred.abc"]="St. Etheldreda

[A tune for: I would commune with Thee, my God]

";tuneDescription["Constance.abc"]="Constance

[A tune for: I’ve found a Friend; oh such a Friend!]

";tuneDescription["Friendship.abc"]="Friendship / Friend

[A tune for: I’ve found a Friend; oh such a Friend!]

";tuneDescription["satisfied.abc"]="Satisfied

[A tune for: I’ve found a joy in sorrow]

";tuneDescription["Belgrave.abc"]="Belgrave

[A tune for: I’ve found the precious Christ of God]

";tuneDescription["University.abc"]="University

[A tune for: I’ve found the precious Christ of God]

";tuneDescription["St_Denio-Joanna.abc"]="St. Denio / Joanna

[A tune for: Immortal, invisible, God only wise]

";tuneDescription["In_Christ_Alone.abc"]="In Christ Alone

[A tune for: In Christ alone my hope is found]

";tuneDescription["Angels_Story.abc"]="Angel's Story

[A tune for: In heavenly love abiding]

";tuneDescription["Penlan.abc"]="Penlan

[A tune for: In heavenly love abiding]

";tuneDescription["Ellers.abc"]="Ellers

[A tune for: In hope we lift our wishful, longing eyes]

";tuneDescription["Angels_Song.abc"]="Angel's Song / Song 34

[A tune for: Is it Thy will that I should be?]

";tuneDescription["batchellor.abc"]="Onslow / Batchellor

[A tune for: Is it Thy will that I should be?]

";tuneDescription["St_Luke.abc"]="Intercession / St. Luke

[A tune for: Is it Thy will that I should be?]

";tuneDescription["Herongate.abc"]="Herongate

[A tune for: It is a thing most wonderful]

";tuneDescription["Alone.abc"]="Alone

[A tune for: It was alone the Saviour prayed (without chorus)]

";tuneDescription["Majesty.abc"]="Majesty

[A tune for: Jehovah is our strength]

";tuneDescription["Old_148th.abc"]="Old 148th

[A tune for: Jehovah is our strength]

";tuneDescription["Galilee.abc"]="Galilee

[A tune for: Jesus calls us! o’er the tumult]

";tuneDescription["Mahon.abc"]="Mahon

[A tune for: Jesus calls us! o’er the tumult]

";tuneDescription["St_Catherine2.abc"]="St. Catherine (Jones)

[A tune for: Jesus calls us! o’er the tumult]

";tuneDescription["Star_of_Peace.abc"]="Star of Peace / Light of Life

[A tune for: Jesus Christ, Thou King of Glory]

";tuneDescription["Goshen-Bible_Class.abc"]="Goshen / Bible Class

[A tune for: Jesus is our Shepherd, wiping ev’ry tear]

";tuneDescription["kirkbradden.abc"]="Kirkbraddan

[A tune for: Jesus is our Shepherd, wiping ev’ry tear]

";tuneDescription["Duke_Street.abc"]="Duke Street

[A tune for: Jesus shall reign where’er the sun]

";tuneDescription["Rimington.abc"]="Rimington

[A tune for: Jesus shall reign where’er the sun]

";tuneDescription["Truro.abc"]="Truro

[A tune for: Jesus shall reign where’er the sun]

";tuneDescription["Summer_Land_Fithian.abc"]="Summer Land (Fithian)

[A tune for: Jesus was slain for me, at Calvary]

";tuneDescription["St_Flavian.abc"]="St. Flavian

[A tune for: Jesus! in Thee our eyes behold]

";tuneDescription["Seasons.abc"]="Seasons

[A tune for: Jesus! in whom all glories meet]

";tuneDescription["St_David.abc"]="St. David

[A tune for: Jesus! O Name of power divine]

";tuneDescription["Stockton.abc"]="Stockton

[A tune for: Jesus! O Name of power divine]

";tuneDescription["Tranquillity.abc"]="Tranquility

[A tune for: Jesus, I am resting, resting]

";tuneDescription["Balm.abc"]="Balm

[A tune for: Jesus, Lord, I’m never weary]

";tuneDescription["Firenze.abc"]="Firenze

[A tune for: Jesus, Lord, we come together]

";tuneDescription["Melbourne_Hall.abc"]="Melbourne Hall

[A tune for: Jesus, Lord, we come together]

";tuneDescription["Only_Waiting.abc"]="Only Waiting

[A tune for: Jesus, Lord, we know Thee present]

";tuneDescription["Aberystwyth.abc"]="Aberystwyth

[A tune for: Jesus, Lover of my soul]

";tuneDescription["Hollingside.abc"]="Hollingside

[A tune for: Jesus, Lover of my soul]

";tuneDescription["Martyn.abc"]="Martyn

[A tune for: Jesus, Lover of my soul]

";tuneDescription["Epiphany_Hymn.abc"]="Epiphany Hymn

[A tune for: Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee]

";tuneDescription["Hail_to_the_Brightness.abc"]="Hail to the Brightness

[A tune for: Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee]

";tuneDescription["Only_Remembered.abc"]="Only Remembered

[A tune for: Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee]

";tuneDescription["Springfield.abc"]="Springfield

[A tune for: Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee]

";tuneDescription["Tauy_Cleave.abc"]="Tavy Cleave

[A tune for: Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee]

";tuneDescription["Communion.abc"]="Communion

[A tune for: Jesus, our Saviour Thou and Lord]

";tuneDescription["Pilot.abc"]="Pilot

[A tune for: Jesus, Savior pilot me]

";tuneDescription["Arizona.abc"]="Arizona

[A tune for: Jesus, the Christ! Eternal Word!]

";tuneDescription["Germany.abc"]="Germany / Fulda

[A tune for: Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness!]

";tuneDescription["Hesperus.abc"]="Hesperus / Quebec / Whitburn

[A tune for: Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness!]

";tuneDescription["Hereford.abc"]="Hereford

[A tune for: Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts!]

";tuneDescription["maryton.abc"]="Maryton

[A tune for: Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts!]

";tuneDescription["Luthers_Chant.abc"]="Luther's Chant

[A tune for: Jesus, Thy dying love I own]

";tuneDescription["Offering.abc"]="Offering

[A tune for: Jesus, Thy Name I love!]

";tuneDescription["Darwalls_148th.abc"]="Darwalls 148th

[A tune for: Join all the glorious names]

";tuneDescription["Woodworth.abc"]="Woodworth

[A tune for: Just as I am without one plea]

";tuneDescription["howcroft.abc"]="Howcroft

[A tune for: Just as I am, Thine own to be]

";tuneDescription["Saffron_Walden.abc"]="Saffron Walden

[A tune for: Just as I am, Thine own to be]

";tuneDescription["agnus_dei.abc"]="Agnus Dei

[A tune for: Just as I am, without one plea]

";tuneDescription["Gainsworth.abc"]="Gainsworth

[A tune for: Just as I am, without one plea]

";tuneDescription["Patience.abc"]="Patience

[A tune for: Kept, safely kept]

";tuneDescription["Lead_Me_To_Calvary.abc"]="Lead Me To Calvary

[A tune for: King of my life, I crown Thee now]

";tuneDescription["The_Prodigals_Return.abc"]="The Prodigal's Return

[A tune for: Lamb of God! our souls adore Thee]

";tuneDescription["Moel_Llys.abc"]="Moel Llys

[A tune for: Let the song go round the earth]

";tuneDescription["Silksworth.abc"]="Silksworth

[A tune for: Let the song go round the earth]

";tuneDescription["All_Saints_Old.abc"]="All Saints Old

[A tune for: Let us love and sing and wonder!]

";tuneDescription["Norman.abc"]="Norman (Oberlin)

[A tune for: Let us love and sing and wonder!]

";tuneDescription["Jackson.abc"]="Jackson / Byzantium

[A tune for: Let us rejoice in Christ the Lord]

";tuneDescription["Nox_Praecessit.abc"]="Nox Praecessit

[A tune for: Light of the world, shine on our souls]

";tuneDescription["Wye_Valley.abc"]="Wye Valley

[A tune for: Like a river, glorious is God’s perfect peace]

";tuneDescription["Helmsley.abc"]="Helmsley

[A tune for: Lo, He comes! with clouds descending]

";tuneDescription["Liebster_Jesu.abc"]="Liebster Jesu

[A tune for: Look upon us, blessed Lord]

";tuneDescription["Regent_Square.abc"]="Regent Square

[A tune for: Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious]

";tuneDescription["Stephanos.abc"]="Stephanos (Baker?)

[A tune for: Lord and Saviour, we remember]

";tuneDescription["Westminster.abc"]="Westminster (Turle)

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee?]

";tuneDescription["Lord_Jesus_come.abc"]="Lord Jesus, Come

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, come!]

";tuneDescription["Tyrolese.abc"]="Tyrolese

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, Friend unfailing!]

";tuneDescription["Gordon.abc"]="Clarendon Street / Gordon / Consolation

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, I love Thee]

";tuneDescription["affection_11s.abc"]="Affection (Miller)

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine]

";tuneDescription["Eaton.abc"]="Eaton

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, in Thy Name alone]

";tuneDescription["Heathside.abc"]="Heathside

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, let Thy favour rest]

";tuneDescription["Holy_Trinity.abc"]="Holy Trinity

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, let Thy favour rest]

";tuneDescription["Appin.abc"]="Appin

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, my Saviour! How vast Thy love to me]

";tuneDescription["Glenartney.abc"]="Glenartney

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, Thou by whom the worlds were made]

";tuneDescription["St_Matthias.abc"]="St. Matthias

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, Thou who only art]

";tuneDescription["Colchester_Wesley.abc"]="Colchester (Wesley)

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, Thy great love to me]

";tuneDescription["David.abc"]="David

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, to tell of Thy love]

";tuneDescription["Tabor.abc"]="Tabor

[A tune for: Lord Jesus, to tell of Thy love]

";tuneDescription["Dismissal.abc"]="Dismissal

[A tune for: Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing]

";tuneDescription["Eton.abc"]="Eton

[A tune for: Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing]

";tuneDescription["Greenville.abc"]="Greenville

[A tune for: Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing]

";tuneDescription["Sicilian_Mariners.abc"]="Sicilian Mariners

[A tune for: Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing]

";tuneDescription["Sicilian_Mariners_8787.abc"]="Sicilian Mariners (no repeat)

[A tune for: Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing]

";tuneDescription["dublin.abc"]="Dublin / Howard / Howards / Wilson

[A tune for: Lord, e’en to death Thy love could go]

";tuneDescription["St_Marguerite.abc"]="St. Marguerite

[A tune for: Lord, e’en to death Thy love could go]

";tuneDescription["Walsall.abc"]="Walsall

[A tune for: Lord, e’en to death Thy love could go]

";tuneDescription["Heber.abc"]="Heber

[A tune for: Lord, I desire to live as one]

";tuneDescription["barnet.abc"]="Barnet

[A tune for: Lord, speak to me, that I may speak]

";tuneDescription["Canonbury.abc"]="Canonbury

[A tune for: Lord, speak to me, that I may speak]

";tuneDescription["Holley.abc"]="Holley

[A tune for: Lord, speak to me, that I may speak]

";tuneDescription["winscott.abc"]="Winscott

[A tune for: Lord, speak to me, that I may speak]

";tuneDescription["Alleluia.abc"]="Alleluia

[A tune for: Lord, Thy ransomed Church is waking]

";tuneDescription["Friendship_Thangue.abc"]="Friendship (Thangue)

[A tune for: Lord, we love to trace Thy footprints]

";tuneDescription["Cross_of_Jesus.abc"]="Cross of Jesus

[A tune for: Lord, we treasure with affection]

";tuneDescription["Soldau.abc"]="Soldau

[A tune for: Lord, we would ne’er forget Thy love]

";tuneDescription["Rowan_Tree.abc"]="Rowan Tree

[A tune for: Lord, when I think upon the love]

";tuneDescription["Hyfrydol.abc"]="Hyfrydol

[A tune for: Love divine, all loves excelling]

";tuneDescription["Beecher.abc"]="Beecher

[A tune for: Love divine, all loves excelling]

";tuneDescription["Blaenwern.abc"]="Blaenwern

[A tune for: Love divine, all loves excelling]

";tuneDescription["Everlasting_Love.abc"]="Everlasting Love

[A tune for: Loved with everlasting love]

";tuneDescription["Obedience.abc"]="Obedience

[A tune for: Low on the ground the Lord of Glory lies]

";tuneDescription["Mirfield.abc"]="Mirfield

[A tune for: Majestic sweetness sits enthroned]

";tuneDescription["Ortonville.abc"]="Ortonville

[A tune for: Majestic sweetness sits enthroned]

";tuneDescription["Man_of_Sorrows.abc"]="Man of Sorrows

[A tune for: Man of Sorrows! what a name]

";tuneDescription["Amen_Jesus_Han_Skal_Raade.abc"]="Amen, Jesus Han Skal Raade

[A tune for: Master, speak! Thy servant heareth]

";tuneDescription["Ottawa.abc"]="Ottawa

[A tune for: Master, speak! Thy servant heareth]

";tuneDescription["Petersen.abc"]="Petersen

[A tune for: May the grace of Christ our Saviour]

";tuneDescription["Sardis.abc"]="Sardis

[A tune for: May the grace of Christ our Saviour]

";tuneDescription["Stockwell.abc"]="Stockwell

[A tune for: May the grace of Christ our Saviour]

";tuneDescription["Waltham.abc"]="Waltham

[A tune for: May the grace of Christ our Saviour]

";tuneDescription["huss.abc"]="Huss

[A tune for: Meeting in the Saviour’s Name]

";tuneDescription["Maidstone.abc"]="Maidstone

[A tune for: Meeting in the Saviour’s Name]

";tuneDescription["Hermas.abc"]="Hermas

[A tune for: Memorable morning, first day of the week]

";tuneDescription["Lewes.abc"]="Lewes

[A tune for: Mid the splendours of the glory]

";tuneDescription["splendours.abc"]="Splendours

[A tune for: Mid the splendours of the glory]

";tuneDescription["hold_the_fort.abc"]="Hold the Fort

[A tune for: Midst the darkness, storm, and sorrow]

";tuneDescription["The_Pleading_Voice.abc"]="The Pleading Voice

[A tune for: Midst the darkness, storm, and sorrow]

";tuneDescription["Arden.abc"]="Arden

[A tune for: Mine eyes are unto Thee, my God]

";tuneDescription["Tottenham.abc"]="Tottenham

[A tune for: Mine eyes are unto Thee, my God]

";tuneDescription["My_Prayer.abc"]="My Prayer

[A tune for: More holiness give me]

";tuneDescription["More_Love_to_Thee_O_Christ.abc"]="More Love to Thee, O Christ

[A tune for: More love to Thee, O Christ]

";tuneDescription["Meikle_Holm.abc"]="Meikle Holm

[A tune for: My days are gliding swiftly by]

";tuneDescription["Shining_City.abc"]="Shining City / Jerusalem, Thou City Bright

[A tune for: My days are gliding swiftly by]

";tuneDescription["Olivet.abc"]="Olivet

[A tune for: My faith looks up to Thee]

";tuneDescription["Abergele.abc"]="Abergele

[A tune for: My Father’s way may twist and turn]

";tuneDescription["Bodmin.abc"]="Bodmin

[A tune for: My glorious Victor, Prince divine]

";tuneDescription["Staincliffe.abc"]="Staincliffe

[A tune for: My glorious Victor, Prince divine]

";tuneDescription["Hanford.abc"]="Hanford (Sullivan)

[A tune for: My God, my Father, while I stray]

";tuneDescription["Magdale.abc"]="Magdale

[A tune for: My God, my Father, while I stray]

";tuneDescription["Thy_Will_Be_Done.abc"]="J. McGranahan's tune for \"Thy Will Be Done\"

[A tune for: My God, my Father, while I stray]

";tuneDescription["Bishopthorpe.abc"]="Bishopthorpe

[A tune for: My heart is bubbling over, Lord]

";tuneDescription["Careys_Surrey.abc"]="Careys Surrey

[A tune for: My heart is full of Christ, and longs]

";tuneDescription["Dura.abc"]="Dura

[A tune for: My heart is full of Christ, and longs]

";tuneDescription["worsley.abc"]="Worsley

[A tune for: My heart is full of Christ, and longs]

";tuneDescription["The_Solid_Rock.abc"]="The Solid Rock

[A tune for: My hope is built on nothing less]

";tuneDescription["Melita.abc"]="Melita / Navy Hymn

[A tune for: My hope is built on nothing less]

";tuneDescription["In_the_Upper_Garden.abc"]="In the Upper Garden

[A tune for: My Redeemer! Oh what beauties]

";tuneDescription["judah.abc"]="Judah / Kairos / Lion of Judah

[A tune for: My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here]

";tuneDescription["Maryport.abc"]="Maryport

[A tune for: My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here]

";tuneDescription["Prysgol.abc"]="Prysgol

[A tune for: My sins were laid on Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Meditation.abc"]="Meditation

[A tune for: My soul, amid this stormy world]

";tuneDescription["Tetelestai.abc"]="Tetelestai

[A tune for: Nailed to a Cross! those holy hands]

";tuneDescription["Excelsior.abc"]="Excelsior / Bethany

[A tune for: Nearer my God, to Thee]

";tuneDescription["Fareham.abc"]="Fareham

[A tune for: No gospel like this feast]

";tuneDescription["Sandys.abc"]="Sandys

[A tune for: No gospel like this feast]

";tuneDescription["Doncaster.abc"]="Doncaster

[A tune for: None teacheth, Lord, like Thee]

";tuneDescription["Boylston.abc"]="Boylston

[A tune for: Not all the blood of beasts]

";tuneDescription["Southwell.abc"]="Southwell

[A tune for: Not all the blood of beasts]

";tuneDescription["Some_Time_Well_Understand.abc"]="Some Time We'll Understand

[A tune for: Not now, but in the coming years]

";tuneDescription["Langran.abc"]="Langran / St. Agnes

[A tune for: Not what I am, O Lord]

";tuneDescription["Not_What_These_Hands_Have_Done.abc"]="Not what these hands of done

[A tune for: Not what my hands have done]

";tuneDescription["St_Andrew_Barnby.abc"]="St. Andrew (Barnby)

[A tune for: Not what my hands have done]

";tuneDescription["Tredegar.abc"]="Tredegar

[A tune for: Now to Him who loved us, gave us]

";tuneDescription["Grateful_Praise.abc"]="Grateful Praise

[A tune for: Now, in a song of grateful praise]

";tuneDescription["Rhosymedre.abc"]="Rhosymedre

[A tune for: O blessed God! how kind]

";tuneDescription["Ombersley.abc"]="Ombersley

[A tune for: O blessed God, to Thee we raise]

";tuneDescription["Blessed_Lord.abc"]="Woodland Echoes(?)

[A tune for: O blessed Lord, what hast Thou done]

";tuneDescription["Longwood.abc"]="Longwood

[A tune for: O blessed moment, ever drawing nigh]

";tuneDescription["Howard.abc"]="Howard / Howards / Dublin / Wilson

[A tune for: O blessed Saviour! is Thy love]

";tuneDescription["Epworth.abc"]="Epworth

[A tune for: O blessed Saviour! Who but Thou]

";tuneDescription["manoah_anon.abc"]="Manoah (anon.)

[A tune for: O Christ! we rest in Thee]

";tuneDescription["None_But_Christ.abc"]="None But Christ

[A tune for: O Christ, in Thee my soul hath found]

";tuneDescription["ich_halte_treulich_still.abc"]="Ich Halte Treulich Still

[A tune for: O Christ, Thou Son of God!]

";tuneDescription["Leominster.abc"]="Leominster

[A tune for: O Christ, Thou Son of God!]

";tuneDescription["Consolation.abc"]="Consolation (Ulster)

[A tune for: O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy head!]

";tuneDescription["st_marnocks.abc"]="St. Marnocks

[A tune for: O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy head!]

";tuneDescription["Substitution.abc"]="Substitution

[A tune for: O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy head!]

";tuneDescription["Adeste_Fideles.abc"]="Adeste Fideles

[A tune for: O Come All Ye Faithful]

";tuneDescription["Brynteg.abc"]="Brynteg

[A tune for: O come, Thou stricken Lamb of God!]

";tuneDescription["Wareham.abc"]="Wareham

[A tune for: O come, Thou stricken Lamb of God!]

";tuneDescription["St_Alphege.abc"]="St. Alphege

[A tune for: O ever homeless Stranger]

";tuneDescription["Speranza.abc"]="Speranza

[A tune for: O glorious Lord! what thoughts Thy mind did fill]

";tuneDescription["Pensford.abc"]="Pensford

[A tune for: O God His Father, rev’rently]

";tuneDescription["Stracathro.abc"]="Stracathro

[A tune for: O God of everlasting days]

";tuneDescription["Rex_Regum.abc"]="Rex Regum

[A tune for: O God of glorious majesty]

";tuneDescription["Pisgah.abc"]="Pisgah

[A tune for: O God of matchless grace]

";tuneDescription["Gershon.abc"]="Gershon

[A tune for: O God, can we Thy Son forget]

";tuneDescription["St_Anne.abc"]="St. Anne

[A tune for: O God, Our Help]

";tuneDescription["Treue_Liebe.abc"]="Treue Liebe

[A tune for: O God, Thou now hast glorified]

";tuneDescription["Albano.abc"]="Albano

[A tune for: O Gracious Lord, be with us now]

";tuneDescription["courtallam.abc"]="Courtallam

[A tune for: O Gracious Lord, be with us now]

";tuneDescription["Kaltenthal.abc"]="Kaltenthal / Aspurg / Frech

[A tune for: O Gracious Lord, be with us now]

";tuneDescription["Ernan.abc"]="Ernan

[A tune for: O happy day! when first we felt]

";tuneDescription["Paradise_No_2.abc"]="Paradise No. 2

[A tune for: O happy home! O happy home!]

";tuneDescription["Derry.abc"]="Derry

[A tune for: O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen!]

";tuneDescription["Flemming_Integer_Vitae.abc"]="Flemming / Integer Vitae

[A tune for: O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen!]

";tuneDescription["palestrina_8886.abc"]="Palestrina (Victory, adapted)

[A tune for: O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen!]

";tuneDescription["Caithness.abc"]="Caithness

[A tune for: O Jesus Christ, grow Thou in me]

";tuneDescription["Day_of_Rest.abc"]="Day of Rest

[A tune for: O Jesus, I have promised]

";tuneDescription["Llanberis.abc"]="Llanberis

[A tune for: O Jesus, I have promised]

";tuneDescription["Llanfyllin.abc"]="Llanfyllin

[A tune for: O Jesus, I have promised]

";tuneDescription["Piety.abc"]="Piety

[A tune for: O Lamb of God! ’tis joy to know]

";tuneDescription["Kilmorey.abc"]="Kilmorey

[A tune for: O Lamb of God! still keep us]

";tuneDescription["Eastgate.abc"]="Eastgate

[A tune for: O Lamb of God, we lift our eyes]

";tuneDescription["Almsgiving.abc"]="Almsgiving

[A tune for: O Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea!]

";tuneDescription["Portland.abc"]="Portland

[A tune for: O Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea!]

";tuneDescription["Farrant.abc"]="Farrant

[A tune for: O Lord! ’tis joy to look above]

";tuneDescription["Land_of_Rest.abc"]="Land of Rest

[A tune for: O Lord, it is Thyself to meet]

";tuneDescription["St_Ursula.abc"]="St. Ursula

[A tune for: O Lord, it is Thyself to meet]

";tuneDescription["Deramore.abc"]="Deramore

[A tune for: O Lord, it is Thyself; none, none but Thee]

";tuneDescription["st_kilda.abc"]="St. Kilda

[A tune for: O Lord, when we the path retrace]

";tuneDescription["Wetherby.abc"]="Wetherby

[A tune for: O Lord, when we the path retrace]

";tuneDescription["Broughton.abc"]="Broughton

[A tune for: O Lord, where’er Thy people meet]

";tuneDescription["norfolk.abc"]="Norfolk

[A tune for: O Lord, where’er Thy people meet]

";tuneDescription["Cornwall.abc"]="Cornwall

[A tune for: O love divine, how sweet Thou art!]

";tuneDescription["marienberg.abc"]="Marienberg

[A tune for: O love divine, how sweet Thou art!]

";tuneDescription["Purleigh.abc"]="Purleigh

[A tune for: O love divine, how sweet Thou art!]

";tuneDescription["Redeeming_Love.abc"]="Redeeming Love

[A tune for: O love divine, how sweet Thou art!]

";tuneDescription["Lancashire.abc"]="Lancashire

[A tune for: O Master! when Thou callest]

";tuneDescription["Meirionydd.abc"]="Meirionydd

[A tune for: O Master! when Thou callest]

";tuneDescription["Battishill.abc"]="Battishill

[A tune for: O our Saviour, crucified!]

";tuneDescription["ebford.abc"]="Ebford

[A tune for: O patient, spotless One!]

";/* tuneDescription["O_Perfect_Love.abc"]="O Perfect Love

[A tune for: O perfect love]

"; */tuneDescription["Binchester.abc"]="Binchester

[A tune for: O precious blood, O glorious death]

";tuneDescription["Incense.abc"]="Incense

[A tune for: O precious exercise to strike the priestly chord]

";tuneDescription["Passion_Chorale.abc"]="Passion Chorale

[A tune for: O sacred Head, now wounded]

";tuneDescription["Ebenezer.abc"]="Ebenezer

[A tune for: O the deep, deep love of Jesus!]

";tuneDescription["Song_of_Praise.abc"]="Song of Praise

[A tune for: O They\'ve reached the sunny shore]

";tuneDescription["Warwick_Lane_NR.abc"]="Warwick Lane / Worthy (without chorus)

[A tune for: O They\'ve reached the sunny shore]

";tuneDescription["Buckland.abc"]="Buckland

[A tune for: O Thou spotless Lamb of God]

";tuneDescription["Coleshill.abc"]="Coleshill

[A tune for: O thou, my soul, bless God the Lord]

";tuneDescription["Kilmarnock.abc"]="Kilmarnock

[A tune for: O thou, my soul, bless God the Lord]

";tuneDescription["Dresden.abc"]="Dresden

[A tune for: O wondrous Saviour! Jesus, Lord]

";tuneDescription["Praise_St_Aiden.abc"]="Praise / St. Aiden

[A tune for: O wondrous Saviour! Jesus, Lord]

";tuneDescription["St_Andrew.abc"]="St. Andrew (Tans'ur)

[A tune for: Of Thee, Lord, we would never tire]

";tuneDescription["Azmon.abc"]="Azmon

[A tune for: Oh for a thousand tongues to sing]

";tuneDescription["Lydia.abc"]="Lydia

[A tune for: Oh for a thousand tongues to sing]

";tuneDescription["Lyngham.abc"]="Lyngham

[A tune for: Oh for a thousand tongues to sing]

";tuneDescription["Malabar.abc"]="Malabar

[A tune for: Oh for the robes of whiteness]

";tuneDescription["Hanover.abc"]="Hanover

[A tune for: Oh worship the King]

";tuneDescription["Lyons.abc"]="Lyons

[A tune for: Oh worship the King]

";tuneDescription["Houghton.abc"]="Houghton

[A tune for: Oh worship the King all-glorious above]

";tuneDescription["A_Little_While.abc"]="A Little While / Shemah

[A tune for: Oh, for the peace that floweth as a river!]

";tuneDescription["Lebanon-RW78.abc"]="Lebanon

[A tune for: Oh, it was kind of Him!]

";tuneDescription["Eden.abc"]="Eden

[A tune for: Oh, teach us more of Thy blest ways]

";tuneDescription["Home_Sweet_Home.abc"]="Home, Sweet Home

[A tune for: Oh, the blood of Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Lynnwood.abc"]="Lynnwood

[A tune for: Oh, what a lonely path were ours]

";tuneDescription["Atonement.abc"]="Atonement

[A tune for: Oh, wondrous hour, when Jesus, Thou]

";tuneDescription["Henman.abc"]="Henman

[A tune for: Oh, wondrous hour, when Jesus, Thou]

";tuneDescription["Rivaulx.abc"]="Rivaulx

[A tune for: Oh, wondrous hour, when Jesus, Thou]

";tuneDescription["Rhuddlan.abc"]="Rhuddlan

[A tune for: On His Father’s Throne is seated]

";tuneDescription["St_George_St_Olave.abc"]="St. George / St. Olave

[A tune for: On Jordan’s banks He stands]

";tuneDescription["Chenies.abc"]="Chenies

[A tune for: On that same night, Lord Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Eden_Grove.abc"]="Eden Grove

[A tune for: On that same night, Lord Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Vesper_Hymn.abc"]="Vesper Hymn

[A tune for: On Thy broken body feeding]

";tuneDescription["Tenderness.abc"]="Tenderness / Caritas

[A tune for: One there is above all others]

";tuneDescription["St_Cuthbert.abc"]="St. Cuthbert

[A tune for: Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed]

";tuneDescription["Wreford.abc"]="Wreford

[A tune for: Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed]

";tuneDescription["Raynolds.abc"]="Raynolds / Consolation

[A tune for: Our great Redeemer liveth! this assurance]

";tuneDescription["Strength_and_Stay.abc"]="Strength and Stay

[A tune for: Our great Redeemer liveth! this assurance]

";tuneDescription["Here_We_Meet.abc"]="[Here we meet]

[A tune for: Our hearts are full, O Father]

";tuneDescription["Knecht.abc"]="Knecht

[A tune for: Our hearts are full, O Father]

";tuneDescription["Lerwick.abc"]="Lerwick

[A tune for: Our hearts are glad, for we have seen the Lord]

";tuneDescription["Haven_of_Rest.abc"]="Haven of Rest

[A tune for: Our souls are in God’s mighty hand]

";tuneDescription["Kirby_Bedon.abc"]="Kirby Bedon

[A tune for: Peace! What a precious sound!]

";tuneDescription["Warrington.abc"]="Warrington

[A tune for: Poor, weak, and worthless though I am]

";tuneDescription["Neander.abc"]="Neander / Unser Herrscher

[A tune for: Praise the Lord, who died to save us]

";tuneDescription["Old_Winchester.abc"]="Old Winchester

[A tune for: Praise ye the Lord! again, again]

";tuneDescription["Tiverton.abc"]="Tiverton

[A tune for: Praise ye the Lord! again, again]

";tuneDescription["Praise_My_Soul.abc"]="Praise My Soul / Lauda Anima

[A tune for: Praise, my soul, the King of heaven]

";tuneDescription["naomi.abc"]="Naomi

[A tune for: Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire]

";tuneDescription["anticipation.abc"]="Anticipation

[A tune for: Precious is the blood of Jesus]

";tuneDescription["My_Father_Knoweth.abc"]="My Father Knoweth

[A tune for: Precious thought - my Father knoweth!]

";tuneDescription["Hanover_11s.abc"]="Hanover (11.11.11.11.)

[A tune for: Press forward and fear not!]

";tuneDescription["clifton.abc"]="Clifton

[A tune for: Put thou thy trust in God]

";tuneDescription["Rhodes.abc"]="Rhodes

[A tune for: Put thou thy trust in God]

";tuneDescription["Shere.abc"]="Shere

[A tune for: Put thou thy trust in God]

";tuneDescription["Balvenie.abc"]="Balvenie

[A tune for: Rejected and despised, as with averted face]

";tuneDescription["Sheffield.abc"]="Sheffield

[A tune for: Rejoice! rejoice! ye saints, rejoice!]

";tuneDescription["Gopsal.abc"]="Gopsal

[A tune for: Rejoice! the Lord is King]

";tuneDescription["Ramoth.abc"]="Ramoth

[A tune for: Rejoice! the Lord is King]

";tuneDescription["St_Beuno.abc"]="St. Beuno

[A tune for: Rest of the saints above]

";tuneDescription["Tuam.abc"]="Tuam

[A tune for: Rest of the saints above]

";tuneDescription["Silchester.abc"]="Silchester

[A tune for: Revive Thy work, O Lord!]

";tuneDescription["Festal_Song.abc"]="Festal Song

[A tune for: Revive Thy work, O Lord!]

";tuneDescription["Holy_Rood.abc"]="Holy Rood

[A tune for: Revive Thy work, O Lord!]

";tuneDescription["Revival.abc"]="Revival

[A tune for: Revive Thy work, O Lord!]

";tuneDescription["Venice.abc"]="Venice (no chorus)

[A tune for: Revive Thy work, O Lord!]

";tuneDescription["Gotha.abc"]="Gotha / Albert

[A tune for: Rise, my soul! behold ’tis Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Love_Divine.abc"]="Love Divine

[A tune for: Rise, my soul! behold ’tis Jesus]

";tuneDescription["old_42nd.abc"]="Old 42nd

[A tune for: Rise, my soul! thy God directs thee]

";tuneDescription["Newton_Ferns.abc"]="Newton Ferns

[A tune for: Rise, my soul! thy God directs thee]

";tuneDescription["Advent.abc"]="Lewisham / Advent

[A tune for: Rise, my soul, with joy and gladness]

";tuneDescription["Toplady.abc"]="Toplady

[A tune for: Rock of Ages, cleft for me]

";tuneDescription["Castlelaw.abc"]="Castlelaw

[A tune for: Round His steps the sweetest fragrance]

";tuneDescription["Hearts_Refuge.abc"]="Heart's Refuge / Safe in the arms of Jesus / Faith

[A tune for: Safe in the arms of Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Abraham.abc"]="Abraham

[A tune for: Salvation to our God!]

";tuneDescription["Autumn_Duckworth.abc"]="Autumn (Francis Duckworth)

[A tune for: Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raise]

";tuneDescription["Pax_Dei.abc"]="Pax Dei

[A tune for: Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raise]

";tuneDescription["Everton.abc"]="Everton

[A tune for: Saviour, lead us by Thy power]

";tuneDescription["Rex_Gloria.abc"]="Rex Gloria

[A tune for: Saviour, lead us by Thy power]

";tuneDescription["Bradbury.abc"]="Bradbury

[A tune for: Saviour, like a shepherd lead us]

";tuneDescription["Mannheim.abc"]="Mannheim

[A tune for: Saviour, through the desert lead us!]

";tuneDescription["Fenwick.abc"]="Fenwick / Something for Jesus

[A tune for: Saviour, Thy dying love Thou gavest me]

";tuneDescription["Old_English_Aire.abc"]="Old English Aire

[A tune for: Show me Thy face - one transient gleam]

";tuneDescription["China.abc"]="China

[A tune for: Show me Thy wounds, exalted Lord!]

";tuneDescription["Trusting_Jesus.abc"]="Trusting Jesus

[A tune for: Simply trusting every day]

";tuneDescription["Where_Jesus_Is_Tis_Heaven.abc"]="Where Jesus Is, 'Tis Heaven There

[A tune for: Since Christ my soul from sin set free]

";tuneDescription["Zacher.abc"]="Zacher

[A tune for: Sing to God my spirit sing]

";tuneDescription["Silver_Cord.abc"]="Silver Cord

[A tune for: Some day the silver cord will break]

";tuneDescription["Petition.abc"]="Petition

[A tune for: Sometimes a light surprises]

";tuneDescription["Adoration.abc"]="Adoration

[A tune for: Son of God! with joy we praise Thee]

";tuneDescription["Room_For_Jesus.abc"]="Room For Jesus

[A tune for: Son of God, ’twas love that made Thee]

";tuneDescription["Huddersfield.abc"]="Huddersfield

[A tune for: Soon shall our Master come, our toil and sorrow cease]

";tuneDescription["Unde_et_Memores.abc"]="Unde et Memores

[A tune for: Soon will the Master come – soon pass away]

";tuneDescription["Yorkshire.abc"]="Yorkshire

[A tune for: Soon will the Master come – soon pass away]

";tuneDescription["Morning_Light.abc"]="Morning Light / Webb / Stand up, Stand up for Jesus

[A tune for: Stand up, Stand up for Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Wimborne.abc"]="Wimborne

[A tune for: Stricken, smitten and afflicted]

";tuneDescription["Hursley.abc"]="Hursley

[A tune for: Sun of my soul]

";tuneDescription["Melcombe.abc"]="Melcombe

[A tune for: Sweet are the seasons when we wait]

";tuneDescription["Zurich.abc"]="Zurich

[A tune for: Sweet feast of love divine!]

";tuneDescription["Sweet_Hour.abc"]="Hour of Prayer / Sweet Hour / Walford

[A tune for: Sweet hour of prayer!]

";tuneDescription["Batty.abc"]="Batty

[A tune for: Sweet the moments, rich in blessing]

";tuneDescription["Dorrnance.abc"]="Dorrnance / Dorrance

[A tune for: Sweet the moments, rich in blessing]

";tuneDescription["Evening_Prayer.abc"]="Evening Prayer

[A tune for: Sweet the moments, rich in blessing]

";tuneDescription["Merton.abc"]="Merton

[A tune for: Sweet the moments, rich in blessing]

";tuneDescription["Sharon.abc"]="Halton Holgate / var. of Sharon

[A tune for: Sweet the moments, rich in blessing]

";tuneDescription["Clayton_West.abc"]="Clayton West

[A tune for: Sweet the theme of Jesus’ love!]

";tuneDescription["Hendon.abc"]="Hendon

[A tune for: Take my life, and let it be]

";tuneDescription["Lubeck.abc"]="Lubeck

[A tune for: Take my life, and let it be]

";tuneDescription["Messiah.abc"]="Messiah

[A tune for: Take my life, and let it be]

";tuneDescription["Nottingham.abc"]="Nottingham

[A tune for: Take my life, and let it be]

";tuneDescription["Take_the_Name_of_Jesus_With_You.abc"]="Take the name of Jesus with you

[A tune for: Take the name of Jesus with you]

";tuneDescription["Bethany.abc"]="Bethany

[A tune for: Take the world, but give me Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Take_The_World.abc"]="Take The World

[A tune for: Take the world, but give me Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Holiness.abc"]="Holiness

[A tune for: Take time to be holy, speak oft with thy Lord]

";tuneDescription["Camacha.abc"]="Camacha

[A tune for: Teach me Thy way, O Lord]

";tuneDescription["Winter_Brook.abc"]="Winter Brook

[A tune for: That night in which He was betrayed]

";tuneDescription["Springhill.abc"]="Springhill

[A tune for: That sight of love unveiled]

";tuneDescription["St_Johns.abc"]="St. John's / St. John / Parish / Stockton

[A tune for: The atoning work is done]

";tuneDescription["Lawes_Psalm_47.abc"]="Lawe's Psalm 47

[A tune for: The atoning work is done]

";tuneDescription["Morecambe.abc"]="Morcambe

[A tune for: The bread and wine are spread]

";tuneDescription["Dalkeith.abc"]="Dalkeith

[A tune for: The bread and wine are spread upon the board]

";tuneDescription["Parting.abc"]="Parting

[A tune for: The bread and wine are spread upon the board]

";tuneDescription["Aurelia.abc"]="Aurelia

[A tune for: The Church’s one foundation]

";tuneDescription["London.abc"]="London

[A tune for: The countless multitude on high]

";tuneDescription["The_Cross.abc"]="The Cross

[A tune for: The Cross! the Cross! the blood-stained Cross!]

";tuneDescription["Hudson.abc"]="Hudson

[A tune for: The Cross, the cross]

";tuneDescription["Salvatori.abc"]="Salvatori / Edensleigh

[A tune for: The day of glory bearing]

";tuneDescription["Beatitudo.abc"]="Beatitudo

[A tune for: The day returns, into His Name]

";tuneDescription["Radford.abc"]="Radford

[A tune for: The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended]

";tuneDescription["St_Clement.abc"]="St. Clement

[A tune for: The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended]

";tuneDescription["Floodtide.abc"]="Floodtide

[A tune for: The gloom of dark Gethsemane]

";tuneDescription["Palestine.abc"]="Palestine

[A tune for: The gloomy night will soon be past]

";tuneDescription["Day_of_Rest.abc"]="Day of Rest

[A tune for: The glory shines before me]

";tuneDescription["Ewing.abc"]="Ewing

[A tune for: The glory shines before me]

";tuneDescription["Pilgrimage.abc"]="Pilgrimage

[A tune for: The glory shines before me]

";tuneDescription["Leoni.abc"]="Leoni

[A tune for: The God of Abraham praise]

";tuneDescription["Dominus_Regit_Me.abc"]="Dominus Regit Me

[A tune for: The King of love my Shepherd is]

";tuneDescription["St_Columba.abc"]="St. Columba

[A tune for: The King of love my Shepherd is]

";tuneDescription["Song_22.abc"]="Song 22

[A tune for: The Lord is risen: now deaths dark judgment]

";tuneDescription["Victor.abc"]="Victor (11.10.11.10.)

[A tune for: The Lord is risen: the Red Sea’s judgment flood]

";tuneDescription["Crimond.abc"]="Crimond

[A tune for: The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want:]

";tuneDescription["Wiltshire.abc"]="Wiltshire

[A tune for: The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want:]

";tuneDescription["Tongue_Can_Tell.abc"]="Tongue Can Tell

[A tune for: The love that Jesus had for me]

";tuneDescription["Bishopgarth.abc"]="Bishopgarth

[A tune for: The night is wearing fast away]

";tuneDescription["Mendon.abc"]="Mendon

[A tune for: The perfect righteousness of God]

";tuneDescription["Rutherford_7676D.abc"]="Rutherford (7.6.7.6.D.)

[A tune for: The sands of time (dift last line)]

";tuneDescription["Rutherford.abc"]="Rutherford

[A tune for: The sands of time are sinking]

";tuneDescription["Brookfield.abc"]="Gideon / Brookfield

[A tune for: The sorrows of the daily life]

";tuneDescription["mason.abc"]="Mason

[A tune for: The sorrows of the daily life]

";tuneDescription["Glasgow.abc"]="Glasgow

[A tune for: The veil is rent: Lo! Jesus stands]

";tuneDescription["St_Peter.abc"]="St. Peter

[A tune for: The veil is rent: Lo! Jesus stands]

";tuneDescription["Content.abc"]="Content

[A tune for: The wanderer no more will roam]

";tuneDescription["cleansing_fountain.abc"]="Cleansing Fountain

[A tune for: There is a fountain filled with blood]

";tuneDescription["I_Do_Believe.abc"]="I Do Believe / Campmeeting tune

[A tune for: There is a fountain filled with blood]

";tuneDescription["Green_Hill.abc"]="Green Hill

[A tune for: There is a green hill far away]

";tuneDescription["Horsley.abc"]="Horsley

[A tune for: There is a green hill far away]

";tuneDescription["Belmont.abc"]="Belmont

[A tune for: There is a Name I love to hear]

";tuneDescription["How_I_love_Jesus.abc"]="How I love Jesus

[A tune for: There is a Name I love to hear]

";tuneDescription["St_Saviour.abc"]="St. Saviour

[A tune for: There is an eye that never sleeps]

";tuneDescription["Sweet_Bye_and_Bye.abc"]="Sweet Bye and Bye

[A tune for: There\'s a land that is fairer than day]

";tuneDescription["Epiphany_Hymn.abc"]="Epiphany Hymn

[A tune for: Thine is the love, Lord, that draws us together]

";tuneDescription["Terra_Beata.abc"]="Terra Beata

[A tune for: This is my Father\'s world]

";tuneDescription["Thou_Art_Coming.abc"]="Thou Art Coming (McGranahan)

[A tune for: Thou art coming, O our Saviour!]

";tuneDescription["Arabia.abc"]="Arabia

[A tune for: Thou art the Everlasting Word]

";tuneDescription["Supremacy.abc"]="Supremacy

[A tune for: Thou art the Everlasting Word]

";tuneDescription["rest_stainer.abc"]="Rest (Stainer)

[A tune for: Thou hidden love of God, whose height]

";tuneDescription["St_Petersburg.abc"]="St. Petersburg

[A tune for: Thou hidden love of God, whose height]

";tuneDescription["Vater_Unser.abc"]="Vater Unser

[A tune for: Thou hidden love of God, whose height]

";tuneDescription["Malvern.abc"]="Malvern

[A tune for: Thou who did’st come to die]

";tuneDescription["Memories.abc"]="Memories

[A tune for: Thought-views that ne’er grow dim]

";tuneDescription["Earnvale.abc"]="Earnvale

[A tune for: Thrice blessed hope that cheers the weary soul]

";tuneDescription["Aarons_Rod.abc"]="Aaron's Rod

[A tune for: Through Him to Thee, His God]

";tuneDescription["Southgate.abc"]="Southgate / Evensong

[A tune for: Through the love of God our Saviour]

";tuneDescription["Federal_Street.abc"]="Federal Street

[A tune for: Thy broken body, gracious Lord]

";tuneDescription["Ezra.abc"]="Ezra

[A tune for: Thy love we own, Lord Jesus]

";tuneDescription["Cyprus.abc"]="Cyprus / Goshen

[A tune for: Thy Name we bless, Lord Jesus!]

";tuneDescription["ZoanII.abc"]="Zoan II

[A tune for: Thy Name we bless, Lord Jesus!]

";tuneDescription["Nassau.abc"]="Nassau

[A tune for: Till He come! Oh let the words]

";tuneDescription["Redhead-Petra.abc"]="Redhead No. 76 / Petra

[A tune for: Till He come! Oh let the words]

";tuneDescription["Harington.abc"]="Harington

[A tune for: Tis past, the dark and dreary night]

";tuneDescription["Winchester_New.abc"]="Winchester New

[A tune for: Tis we, O Lord, whom Thou hast shown]

";tuneDescription["St_Paul.abc"]="St. Paul

[A tune for: To Calvary, Lord, in spirit now]

";tuneDescription["Munich.abc"]="Munich

[A tune for: To Thee, O gracious Saviour!]

";tuneDescription["St_Austin.abc"]="St. Austin

[A tune for: Together at the feast]

";tuneDescription["Rockingham.abc"]="Rockingham

[A tune for: Twas on that night, when doomed to know]

";tuneDescription["Lomond.abc"]="Lomond

[A tune for: Until He come, and we shall be at home]

";tuneDescription["Triumph.abc"]="Triumph

[A tune for: Unto Him who loved us, gave us]

";tuneDescription["Stability.abc"]="Stability

[A tune for: Unto the end with even pace]

";tuneDescription["Emmanuel.abc"]="Emmanuel / Woolworth

[A tune for: Walk in the light, so shalt thou know]

";tuneDescription["Cantabria.abc"]="Cantabria

[A tune for: Was it for me, for me alone?]

";tuneDescription["pilgrim_song.abc"]="Pilgrim Song

[A tune for: We are but strangers here]

";tuneDescription["St_Edmund.abc"]="St. Edmund

[A tune for: We are but strangers here]

";tuneDescription["Hertfordshire.abc"]="Hertfordshire/Will the Circle be Unbroken

[A tune for: We are waiting for the moment]

";tuneDescription["Lymington.abc"]="Lymington

[A tune for: We bless Thee, God and Father]

";tuneDescription["Ayton.abc"]="Ayton

[A tune for: We feast on the fruit that He bears]

";tuneDescription["Milton.abc"]="Milton

[A tune for: We look upon the loaf and cup]

";tuneDescription["Fragrance.abc"]="Fragrance

[A tune for: We remember glory shining midst the moral night]

";tuneDescription["Credo.abc"]="Credo

[A tune for: We saw Thee not when Thou didst come]

";tuneDescription["Davids_Harp.abc"]="David's Harp

[A tune for: We saw Thee not when Thou didst come]

";tuneDescription["Pater_Omnium.abc"]="Pater Omnium

[A tune for: We saw Thee not when Thou didst come]

";tuneDescription["We_Saw_Thee_Not.abc"]="We Saw Thee Not

[A tune for: We saw Thee not when Thou didst come]

";tuneDescription["affection_lm.abc"]="Affection / Greenwood's Psalmody

[A tune for: We sing the praise of Him who died]

";tuneDescription["Breslau.abc"]="Breslau

[A tune for: We sing the praise of Him who died]

";tuneDescription["Uffingham.abc"]="Uffingham

[A tune for: We sing the praise of Him who died]

";tuneDescription["Approach.abc"]="Approach

[A tune for: We would prepared, O God, this lordly day]

";tuneDescription["St_James.abc"]="St. James

[A tune for: We would remember, Lord, Thy Cross]

";tuneDescription["Andre.abc"]="Andre

[A tune for: We’ve no abiding city here]

";tuneDescription["Erie.abc"]="Erie / Converse

[A tune for: What a Friend we have in Jesus]

";tuneDescription["St_Bernard.abc"]="St. Bernard (Richardson)

[A tune for: What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone]

";tuneDescription["Lennox.abc"]="Lennox / Lenox

[A tune for: What was it, O our God?]

";tuneDescription["Stella.abc"]="Stella (adapted by Hemy)

[A tune for: What will it be to dwell above?]

";tuneDescription["Rhys.abc"]="Rhys

[A tune for: What will it be when all life’s toil is finished?]

";tuneDescription["Giessen.abc"]="Giessen

[A tune for: When first to Jesus’ Cross I came]

";tuneDescription["The_Solid_Rock.abc"]="The Solid Rock

[A tune for: When first to Jesus’ Cross I came]

";tuneDescription["Deep_Harmony.abc"]="Deep Harmony

[A tune for: When I survey the wondrous Cross]

";tuneDescription["Hamburg.abc"]="Boston / Hamburg

[A tune for: When I survey the wondrous Cross]

";tuneDescription["Leicester.abc"]="Leicester

[A tune for: When languor and disease invade]

";tuneDescription["Mt_Zion.abc"]="Mt. Zion

[A tune for: When this passing world is done]

";tuneDescription["Noricum.abc"]="Noricum

[A tune for: When this passing world is done]

";tuneDescription["Wells.abc"]="Wells

[A tune for: When this passing world is done]

";tuneDescription["a_glorious_morrow.abc"]="Memories of Earth / A Glorious Morrow

[A tune for: When we reach our peaceful dwelling]

";tuneDescription["Lifes_Memories.abc"]="Life's Memories (Land Ahead)

[A tune for: When we reach our peaceful dwelling]

";tuneDescription["salvator.abc"]="Salvator

[A tune for: While in sweet communion feeding]

";tuneDescription["Who_At_My_Door_Is_Standing.abc"]="Alberta

[A tune for: Who At My Door Is Standing]

";tuneDescription["All_That_Thrills_My_Soul_is_Jesus.abc"]="All That Thrills My Soul Is Jesus

[A tune for: Who can cheer the heart like Jesus?]

";tuneDescription["Who_Is_He.abc"]="Who is He?

[A tune for: Who is He in yonder stall?]

";tuneDescription["Remembering.abc"]="Remembering

[A tune for: With fitting reverence and awe]

";tuneDescription["Star_of_Peace.abc"]="Star of Peace / Light of Life

[A tune for: With His lowly condescension]

";tuneDescription["Selma.abc"]="Selma

[A tune for: With Jesus in our midst]

";tuneDescription["Gilead.abc"]="Gilead

[A tune for: With praise, O God, our hearts abound]

";tuneDescription["Dunmore.abc"]="Dunmore

[A tune for: With rev’rence we remember Him]

";tuneDescription["Irish.abc"]="Irish

[A tune for: With steady pace the pilgrim moves]

";tuneDescription["Saxby-Storrs.abc"]="Saxby / Storrs

[A tune for: Worthy of homage and of praise]

";tuneDescription["St_Georges_Edinburgh.abc"]="St. George's / Edinburgh

[A tune for: Ye gates, lift up your heads on high]

";tuneDescription["Laudate_Dominum.abc"]="Laudate Dominum

[A tune for: Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim]

";tuneDescription["Paderborn.abc"]="Paderborn

[A tune for: Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim]

";tuneDescription["worship3.abc"]="Worship (E. P. Crawford)

[A tune for: Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim]

";tuneDescription["Gate_Ajar.abc"]="Gate Ajar

[A tune for: There is a gate that stands ajar]

";tuneDescription["Gate_Ajar_NBHB631.abc"]="Gate Ajar (modified)

[A tune for: I've Found a Friend]

";

I'm thinking really hard...