Away with our sorrow and fear!.
We soon shall have entered our home,
The heavenly city appear,
The day of our glory have come!
From earth we shall quickly remove,
To dwell in our proper abode,
In mansions of glory above–
The house of our Father and God.
There Christ has our dwelling-place won,
And we in His glory shall be
With Him everlastingly one,
His glory and bliss we shall see.
All tears shall have passed from our eyes,
When Him we behold in the cloud,
And taste the full joy of the skies,
The love of our Father and God.
Grace Taught Our Wandering Feet ( 47 )
Grace taught our wandering feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour we meet
While traveling home to God.
‘Twas grace that wrote each name
In God’s eternal book;
‘Twas grace that gave us to the Lamb,
Who all our burdens took.
Grace saved us from the foe,
Grace taught us how to pray;
And God will ne’er His grace forego,
Till we have won the day.
May grace, free grace, inspire
Our souls with strength divine;
May every thought to God aspire,
And grace in service shine.
Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.
High, In The Father’s House Above ( 48 )
High, in the Father’s house above,
Our mansion is prepared;
There is the home, the rest we love,
And there our bright reward.
With Him we love, in spotless white,
In glory we shall shine;
His blissful presence our delight,
In live and joy divine.
All taint of sin shall be removed,
All evil done away:
And we shall dwell with God’s Beloved,
Through God’s eternal day.
Christ Delivered Us When Bound ( 49 )
Christ delivered us when bound,
And, when wounded, healed our wound,
Sought us wandering, set us right,
Turned our darkness into light.
Can a mother’s tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful prove,
He will never cease to love.
His is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper then the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
We shall see His glory soon,
When the work of grace is done,
Partners of His throne above;
Such to us His wondrous love!
This alone is our complaint,
That our love is weak and faint;
Yet we love Him, and adore,
O for grace to love Him more!
Our Father, We Praise Thee, Thou Blest One, Who Gave Us ( 50 )
Our Father, we praise Thee, Thou blest One, who gave us
In grace without limit Thy well-beloved Son!
O Christ, we exalt Thee, who diedst once to save us,
And now by Thy Spirit hast sealed each one!
Jesus, Our Lord! We Know Thy Name ( 51 )
Jesus, our Lord! we know Thy name,
Thy name is all our trust;
Thou wilt not put our souls to shame,
Nor let our hope be lost.
Firm as Thy life the promise stands,
And Thou canst well secure
What we’ve committed to Thy hands,
Till the appointed hour.
Then wilt Thou own us each by name
Before Thy Father’s face;
And in the new Jerusalem
Give us our blood-bought place.
Lord, We Are Thine:Bought By Thy Blood ( 52 )
Lord, we are Thine: bought by Thy blood.
Once the poor guilty slaves of sin,
But Thou redeemedst us to God,
And mad’st Thy Spirit dwell within;
Thou hast our sinful wanderings borne
With love and patience all divine;
As brands, then, from the burning torn,
We own that we are wholly Thine.
Lord, we are Thine: Thy claims we own,
Ourselves to Thee we’d wholly give;
Reign Thou within our hearts alone,
And let us to Thy glory live;
Here let us each Thy mind display,
In all Thy gracious image shine;
And haste that long-expected day
When Thou shalt own that we are Thine.
The Son–He Left God’s Throne Above ( 53 )
The Son–He left God’s throne above
(So free, so infinite His grace!)
Emptied Himself, and then in love
Bled for our lost, our ruined race:
‘Tis mercy, all beyond our thought,
That us to God in Jesus brought.
No condemnation now we dread,
Jesus is ours, prepared our place,
Our life in Him, our hidden Head,
Himself our righteousness through grace,
Bold we approach the heavenly throne,
Heirs of the crown He for us won.
How Sweet The Name Of Jesus Sounds ( 54 )
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
It makes the wounded spirit whole,
It calms the troubled breast;
‘Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.
Blest name! the rock on which we build,
Our shield and hiding-place;
Our never-failing treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace.
Jesus! our Savior, Shepherd, Friend,
Thou Prophet, 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 art,
We’ll praise Thee as we ought.
Till then we would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath;
And triumph in Thy blessed name
Which quells the power of death.
Through Waves, Through Clouds And Storms ( 55 )
Through waves, through clouds and storms,
God gently clears the way;
We wait His time; so shall the night
Soon end in blissful day.
He everywhere hath sway,
And all things serve His might;
His every act pure blessing is,
His path unsullied light.
When He makes bare His arm,
Who shall His work withstand?
When He His people’s cause defends,
Who then shall stay His hand?
We leave it to Himself
To choose and to command,
With wonder filled, we soon shall see
How wise, how strong His hand!
We comprehend Him not,
Yet earth and heaven tell
God sits as sovereign on the throne
And ruleth all things well.
O Lord, How Blest Our Journey ( 56 )
O Lord, how blest our journey,
Though here on earth we roam,
Who find in Abba’s favor
Our spirit’s present home:
For where Thou now art sitting
By faith we’ve found repose,
Free to look up to heaven,
Since our blest Head arose.
In spirit there already;
Soon we ourselves shall be
In soul and body perfect,
All glorified with Thee:
Thy Father’s love sustains us
Along the thorny way,
Thy Father’s house, the dwelling
Made ready for that day.
The Comforter, now present,
Assures us of Thy love;
He is the blessed earnest
Of glory there above;
The river of Thy pleasure
Is what sustains us now,
Till Thy new name’s imprinted
On every sinless brow.
Lord, we await Thy glory;
We have no home but there,
Where the adopted family
With us Thy joy shall share.
No place can fully please us
Where Thou, O Lord, art not;
In Thee, and with Thee, ever
Is found, by grace, our lot.
On The Lamb Our Souls Are Resting ( 57 )
On the Lamb our souls are resting,
What His love no tongue can say,
All our sins, so great, so many,
In His blood are washed away.
Sweetest rest and peace have filled us,
Sweeter praise than tongue can tell,
God is satisfied with Jesus,
We are satisfied as well.
Conscience now no more condemns us,
For His own most precious blood
Once for all has washed and cleansed us,
Cleansed us in the eyes of God.
Filled with this sweet peace for ever,
On we go, through strife and care,
Till we find that peace around us
In the Lamb’s high glory there.
Lord! Who Can Pay The Mighty Debt ( 58 )
Lord! who can pay the mighty debt
Of love so rich as Thine?
Love, which surpasseth finding out,
Unspeakable, divine!
O rather give us, daily, more–
More every hour–to see
That such a bounteous Giver Thou,
We must Thy debtors be.
Wisdom! Jehovah’s First Delight ( 59 )
Wisdom! Jehovah’s first delight,
The everlasting Son!
Before the first of all His works,
Creation, was begun;
Before the skies and watery clouds,
Before the solid land;
Before the fields, before the floods,
Thou wast at His right hand!
When He adorned the arch of heaven
And built it, Thou wast there,
To order where the sun should rise,
And marshal every star.
When ocean’s bed was measured out,
And spread the hoary deep,
Thou gav’st the flood a firm decree
In its own bounds to keep.
When, hung amid the empty space,
The earth was balanced well,
With joy Thou saw’st the mansion where
The sons of men should dwell.
Jesus! from everlasting days
Thy thoughts upon us ran;
Ere sin was known, ere Adam’s dust
Was fashioned into man.
Our Thanks To God Most High! ( 60 )
Our thanks to God most high!
The Father of our Lord,
The Savior-God is He,
And be His name adored!
O God, Thy mercy shall endure,
Thy word abide for ever sure.
He sent His only Son
And saved us from our woe–
From Satan, guilt, and hell,
And every hurtful foe.
Thy mercy, Lord. shall still endure,
Thy Word abide forever sure.
Give thanks aloud to God,
To God your praises bring,
To God upon His throne
His works and glories sing.
Thy power and grace are still the same,
Let endless praise exalt His name.
How Wondrous The Glories That Meet ( 61 )
How wondrous the glories that meet
In Jesus, and from His face shine,
His love is eternal and sweet,
‘Tis human, ’tis also divine!
His glory–not only God’s Son–
In manhood He had His full part–
And the union of both joined in one
Form the fountain of love in His heart.
The merits and worth of His blood
Have freed us from hell and from fear,
That we, as the blest sons of God,
May make His good pleasure our care.
O then may this union and love
Make us walk in the service of heaven,
‘Mid obedience and suffering to prove
That we to the Lamb have been given.
In The Lord We Have Redemption ( 62 )
In the Lord we have redemption,
Full remission in His blood;
From the curse entire exemption,
From the curse pronounced by God:
What a Savior Jesus is!
O what grace, what love is His!
Sweet His name, that name transcending
Every name on earth, in heaven;
Praise through ages never-ending,
To the Son of God be given!
He alone the Savior is,
Everlasting praise be His.
When Wandering Far From The Father’s Abode ( 63 )
When wandering far from the Father’s abode,
The heart full of pride and hatred to God,
The children of darkness, of Satan the slaves,
‘Twas Jesus redeemed us–His merit that saves.
Our sins on the cross He on Calvary bore,
He blotted them out and they are no more;
Now pardoned and washed we boldly draw near,
And cry, "Abba, Father!" unhindered by fear.
Despised by the world, we’re strangers below,
But called to heaven we cheerfully go;
The Lord is our Leader; and, strong in His might,
Though Satan opposes we fight the good fight.
We look for the day when Jesus shall come,
And take His blood-purchased brethren home;
When we shall behold all His glory and grace,
And a heaven be found in the light of His face.
Oh Bright And Blessed Scenes! ( 64 )
Oh bright and blessed scenes!
Where sin can never come,
Whose sight our longing spirit weans
From earth where yet we roam.
And can we call our home
Our Father’s house on high,
The rest of God our rest to come,
Our place of liberty?
Yes! in that light unstained,
Our stainless souls shall live,
Our heart’s deep longings more than gained,
When God His rest shall give.
His presence there, my soul,
Its rest, its joy untold,
Shall find when endless ages roll,
And time shall ne’er grow old.
Our God the center is,
His presence fills that land,
And countless myriads owned as His,
Round Him adoring stand.
Our God whom we have known,
Well known in Jesus’ love,
Rests in the blessing of His own,
Before Himself above.
Glory supreme is there,
Glory that shines through all,
More precious still that love to share
As those that love did call.
Like Jesus in that place
Of light and love supreme;
Once Man of Sorrows, full of grace,
Heaven’s blest and endless theme.
Like Him! O grace supreme!
Like Him before Thy face,
Like Him to know that glory beam
Unhindered face to face.
O love supreme and bright!
Good to the feeblest heart,
That gives us now, as heavenly light,
What soon shall be our part.
O How The Thought That I Shall Know ( 65 )
O how the thought that I shall know
The Man that suffered here below,
To manifest God’s favor
For me, and for the saints I love,
Both here, and with Himself above,
Doth my renewed nature move
At 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 the full assembled rays,
While all His beauty He displays
To all the saints in glory!
Not all things else are half so dear
As is His blissful presence here,
What will it be in heaven!
‘Tis heaven on earth that we can say,
As now we journey, day by day,
"Himself has borne our guilt away,
Our sins are all forgiven."
But how will His celestial voice
Make each enraptured heart rejoice,
Of saints in glory near Him!
When we no longer absent wait,
But like Him in His glorious state,
Where naught our bless can e’er abate,
With joy in heaven shall hear Him!
Go, And Search The Tomb Of Jesus ( 66 )
Go, and search the tomb of Jesus,
Where the Lord of glory lay;
Jesus is not there, but risen,
And has borne our sins away,
It is finished!
Captive led captivity.
Could not all our sins retain Him,
Prisoned in the guarded cave?
These He blotted out in dying,
By His cross He spoiled the grave:
Lo! He’s risen!
Yes, the Lord is risen indeed.
Like Thee, O Lord–How Wondrous Fair ( 67 )
Like Thee, O Lord–how wondrous fair,
Lord Jesus, all Thy members are;
A life divine to them is given–
The bright inheritance of heaven.
Just as we were we came to Thee,
As heirs of wrath and misery;
Just as Thou art–now we are Thine,
We stand in righteousness divine.
Just as Thou art–nor doubt, nor fear,
Can e’er to those like Thee be near,
O boundless love! as Thee we’re seen
The "righteousness of God in Him."
Just as Thou art–O blissful ray
That turned our darkness into day!
That woke us from our death of sin
To know our perfectness in Him.
Soon, soon, ‘mid joys on joys untold,
Thou wilt this grace and love unfold,
And worlds on worlds adoring see
The part Thy members have in Thee.
Thy Name We Bless, Lord Jesus ( 68 )
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-kindness
In giving Thee was shown us;
Now by Thy blood redeemed to God,
As children He doth own us.
From that eternal glory
Thou hadst with God the Father,
He gave His Son that He in one
His children all might gather;
Our sins were laid on Thee,
God’s wrath Thou hast endured;
It was for us Thou sufferedst thus,
And hast our peace secured.
Thou from the dead was raised–
And from all condemnation
Thy saints are free, as risen in Thee,
Head of the new creation!
On high Thou hast ascended,
To God’s right hand in heaven,
The Lamb once slain, alive again–
To Thee all power is given.
Thou hast bestowed the earnest
Of that we shall inherit;
Till Thou shalt come to take us home,
We’re sealed by God the Spirit.
We wait for Thine appearing,
When we shall know more fully
The grace divine that made us Thine,
Thou Lamb of God most holy!
Thou, Lamb Of God! Didst Shed Thy Blood ( 69 )
Thou, Lamb of God! didst shed Thy blood,
Thou didst our load of misery bear;
And hast exalted us to share
The rank of kings and priests to God.
To Thee we render evermore
The honor, glory, praise that’s due;
Might, power, and obedience, too,
And in our hearts we Thee adore.
Amen! Amen!
O Lord, Amen!
Sov’reign Grace O’er Sin Abounding ( 70 )
Sov’reign grace o’er sin abounding:
Ransomed souls the tidings swell!
‘Tis a deep that knows no sounding;
Who its length or breadth can tell?
Saved by Christ, we’re free for ever,
This the Spirit’s voice declares!
Death, nor life, nor aught can sever
Jesus from the chosen heirs.
Souls above, in His communion,
Now with Him from conflict rest,
While below, with Christ in union,
We can sing how saints are blest.
O Jesus! Everlasting God! ( 71 )
O Jesus! everlasting God!
Who didst for sinners shed Thy blood
Upon th’ accursed tree;
And, finishing redemption’s toil,
Didst win for us the happy spoil–
All praise we give to Thee.
Fain would we think upon Thy pain,
Would find in Thee our life and gain,
And firmly fix our heart
Upon Thy grief and dying love,
Nor evermore from Thee remove.
Though from all else we part.
The more through grace ourselves we know,
The more rejoiced we are to bow
And glory in Thy cross;
To trust in Thine atoning blood,
And look to Thee for every good,
And count all else but dross.
Well May We Sing! With Triumph Sing ( 72 )
Well may we sing! with triumph sing,
The great Redeemer’s praise!
The glories of the living God,
Revealed in Jesus’ face.
The love of God it was that sought
From sin to set us free;
That gave the Son, whose precious blood
Has wrought our liberty.
In Him we read the Father’s love,
And find eternal peace;
We meet in Him a Savior-God,
And fear and terror cease.
Then gladly sing, and sound abroad
The great Redeemer’s praise;
The glories of the living God,
The riches of His grace!
The Lord Of Life In Death Hath Lain ( 73 )
The Lord of life in death hath lain,
To clear me from all charge of sin;
And, Lord, from guilt of crimson stain
Thy precious blood hath made me clean.
And now a righteousness divine
Is all my glory, all my trust;
Nor will I fear since that is mine,
While Thou dost live, and God is just.
Clad in this robe, how bright I shine!
Angels possess not such a dress;
Angels have not a robe like mine–
Jesus, the Lord’s my righteousness.
The Day Of Glory Bearing ( 74 )
The day of glory bearing
Its brightness far and near,
The day of Christ’s appearing
We now no longer fear.
He once a spotless victim
For us on Calvary bled;
Jehovah did afflict Him,
And bruised Him in our stead.
To Him by grace united,
We joy in Him alone;
And now by faith delighted,
Behold Him on the throne.
Then let Him come on glory,
Who comes His saints to raise,
To perfect all the story
Of wonder, love and praise.
Thy Mercy, O God, Is The Theme Of My Song ( 75 )
Thy mercy, O God, is the theme of my song,
The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue;
‘Tis free grace alone, from the first to the last,
That wins the affections, and binds the soul fast.