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 land where drought abides?
Heavenly springs shall there restore thee,
Fresh from God’s exhaustless tides.
Light divine surrounds thy going,
God Himself shall mark thy way;
Secret blessings, richly flowing,
Lead to everlasting day.
God, thine everlasting portion,
Feeds thee with the mighty’s meat;
Price of Egypt’s hard extortion,
Egypt’s food no more to eat.
Art thou weaned from Egypt’s pleasures?
God in secret thee shall keep,
There unfold His hidden treasures,
There His love’s exhaustless deep.
In the desert God will teach thee
What the God that thou hast found,
Patient, gracious, powerful, holy,
All His grace shall there abound.
On to Canaan’s rest still wending,
E’en thy wants and woes shall bring
Suited grace from high descending,
Thou shalt taste of mercy’s spring.
Though thy way be long and dreary,
Eagle strength He’ll still renew:
Garments fresh and foot unweary
Tell how God hath brought thee through.
When to Canaan’s long-loved dwelling
Love divine thy foot shall bring,
There, with shouts of triumph swelling,
Zion’s songs in rest to sing–
There no stranger–God shall meet thee,
Stranger thou in courts above,
He who to His rest shall greet thee,
Greets thee with a well-known love.
Jesus! O Name Divinely Sweet! ( 77 )
Jesus! O name divinely sweet!
How soothing is the sound!
What joyful news, what heavenly power
In that blest name is found.
Our souls, as guilty and condemned,
In hopeless fetters lay;
Our souls with countless sins defiled
Of death and hell the prey.
Jesus, to purge away our guilt,
A willing victim fell,
And on His cross triumphant broke
The bands of death and hell.
O What Blessings Flow From Grace ( 78 )
O what blessings flow from grace,
Treasured up in Christ the Head!
He who perfected life’s race
Bore sin’s burden in our stead.
Christ our ransom doth appear
In the glorious courts above:
Righteousness divine we wear,
Loved with everlasting love.
Rest Of The Saints Above ( 79 )
Rest of the saints above,
Jerusalem of God,
Who in thy palaces of love,
Thy golden streets have trod?
To me thy joy to tell,
Those courts secure from ill,
Where God Himself vouchsafes to dwell,
And every bosom fill.
Who shall to me that joy
Of saint-thronged courts declare;
Tell of that constant sweet employ
My spirit longs to share?
That rest secure from ill
No cloud of grief e’er stains,
Unfailing praise each heart doth fill,
And love eternal reigns.
The Lamb is there, my soul–
There God Himself doth rest,
In love divine diffused through all
With Him supremely blest.
God and the Lamb–’tis well
I know that source divine
Of joy and love no tongue can tell,
Yet know that all is mine.
And see, the Spirit’s power
Has ope’d the heavenly door,
Has brought me to that favored hour
When toil shall all be o’er.
There on the hidden bread
Of Christ–once humbled here–
God’s treasured store–for ever fed,
His love my soul shall cheer.
Called by that secret name
Of undisclosed delight,
(Blest answer to reproach and shame)
Graved on the stone of white.
There in effulgence bright,
Savior and Guide, with Thee
I’ll walk, and in Thy heavenly light
Whiter my robe shall be.
There in th’ unsullied way
Which His own hand hath dressed,
My feet press on where brightest day
Shines forth on all the rest.
But who that glorious blaze
Of living light shall tell,
Where all His brightness God displays,
And the Lamb’s glories dwell?
(There only to adore,
My soul its strength may find,
Its life, its joy for evermore,
By sight nor sense defined.)
God and the Lamb shall there
The light and temple be,
And radiant hosts for ever share
The unveiled mystery.
On Earth The Song Begins ( 80 )
On earth the song begins;
In heaven more sweet and loud–
"To Him that cleansed our sins
By His atoning blood;
To Him," we sing in joyful strain,
"Be honor, power, and praise, Amen."
Alone He bare the cross,
Alone its grief sustained;
His was the shame and loss,
And He the victory gained;
The mighty work was all His own,
Though we shall share His glorious throne.
Arm Of The Lord, Whose Wondrous Power ( 81 )
Arm of the Lord, whose wondrous power
The world and all things made,
Thou art our Rock, our Shield, our Tower
Our ransom Thou hast paid.
Revealer of the Father’s love,
His glory and His power;
Upholding all things now above,
Till the appointed hour–
That hour when all Thy foes to Thee
A footstool shall be given;
Thy praise Thy people’s food shall be;
Their place with Thee in heaven.
Jesus, Thou Alone Art Worthy ( 82 )
Jesus, Thou alone art worthy
Ceaseless praises to receive;
For Thy love and grace and goodness
Rise o’er all our thoughts conceive.
With adoring hearts, we render
Honor to Thy precious name,
Overflowing with Thy mercies,
Far and wide Thy worth proclaim.
Praise Him! praise Him! praise the Savior,
Saints aloud your voices raise!
Praise Him! praise Him! till in heaven
Perfected we’ll sing His praise.
See! See, The Blessed Savior Comes ( 83 )
See! see, the blessed Savior comes,
The God of love and grace;
With Him we spend eternity
In triumph and in praise.
For ever our still wondering eyes
Shall o’er His beauties rove;
To endless ages we’ll adore
The riches of His love!
We Hear The Words Of Love ( 84 )
We hear the words of love,
We gaze upon the blood,
We see the mighty sacrifice,
And we have peace with God.
‘Tis everlasting peace!
Sure as Jehovah’s name;
‘Tis stable as His steadfast throne,
For evermore the same.
Our love is ofttimes low,
Our joy still ebbs and flows;
But peace with Him remains the same,
No change Jehovah knows.
We change–He changes not;
Our Christ can never die:
His love, not ours, the resting-place,
We on His truth rely.
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 our peace,
The grave of all our woes;
We know the Son of God has come,
We know He died and rose.
We know He liveth now
At God’s right hand above;
We know the throne on which He sits,
We know His truth and love!
O Lord, Thy Love’s Unbounded! ( 85 )
O Lord, Thy love’s unbounded!
So full, so vast, so free!
Our thoughts are all confounded
Whene’er we think of Thee:
For us Thou cam’st from heaven,
For us to bleed and die,
That purchased and forgiven,
We might ascend on high.
But oh! the hope of being
For ever with the Lord,
The joyful hope of seeing
That face for us so marred!
It fills our heart with comfort,
It fills our lips with praise,
So that amidst our sorrow
A joyful song we raise.
O Lamb of God, we thank Thee,
We bless Thy holy name;
Thy love once made Thee willing
To bear our sin and shame.
And now thy love is waiting
Thy saints like Thee to raise;
Firstborn of many brethren,
To Thee be all the praise.
O Lord! Thou Now Art Seated ( 86 )
O Lord! Thou now art seated,
Above the heavens, on high,
(The gracious work completed,
For which Thou cam’st to die);
To Thee our hearts are lifted,
While pilgrims wandering here,
For Thou alone art gifted
Our every weight to bear.
We know, Lord, Thou hast bought us,
And washed us in Thy blood;
We know Thy grace has brought us
As kings and priests to God.
We know that that blest morning,
Long looked for, draweth near,
When we, at Thy returning,
In glory shall appear.
O by Thy love constrain us,
And fix our hearts on Thee;
Let nothing henceforth pain us,
But that which paineth Thee;
Our joy, our blest endeavor,
Through suffering, conflict, shame,
To serve Thee, gracious Savior,
And magnify Thy name.
In Jesus Himself (The Father’s Delight) ( 87 )
In Jesus Himself (the Father’s delight),
The saints, without blame, appear in God’s sight;
And while He in Jesus our souls shall approve,
So long shall the Father continue His love.
In Jesus, free grace all blessings secures;
We know and rejoice that all things are ours;
And God from His purpose will never remove,
But love us, and bless us, and "rest in His love."
O Blessed Savior, Is Thy Love ( 88 )
O blessed Savior, is Thy love
So great, so full, so free?
Fain would we have our thoughts, our hearts,
Our lives engaged with Thee.
We love Thee for the glorious worth
Which in Thyself we see:
We love Thee for that shameful cross,
Endured so patiently.
No man of greater love can boast
Than 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 a servant’s form assume,
Beset with sorrow round.
Thou wouldst like wretched man be made
In everything but sin,
That we as like Thee might become
As we unlike had been:
Like Thee in faith, in meekness, love,
In every beauteous grace;
From glory into glory changed,
Till we behold Thy face.
O Lord! we treasure in our souls
The memory of Thy love;
And ever shall Thy name to us
A grateful odor prove.
Hosanna To The King Of Kings! ( 89 )
Hosanna to the King of kings!
The great incarnate Word!
Ten thousand songs and glories wait
The coming of our Lord!
Thy victories and Thine endless fame
Through the wide world shall run,
And everlasting ages sing
The triumphs Thou hast won.
Glory, Honor, Praise, And Power ( 90 )
Glory, honor, praise, and power,
Be unto the Lamb for ever!
Jesus Christ is our Redeemer.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Praise we the Lord!
O What A Debt We Owe ( 91 )
O What a debt we owe
To Him who shed His blood,
And cleansed our souls, and gave us power
To stand before His God.
Savior and Lord! we own
The riches of Thy grace;
For we can call Thy God, our God–
Can bow before His face.
Thy Father, too, above,
We worship as our own,
Who gave with Thee the Spirit’s cry,
To us His sons foreknown.
How Sweet Away From Self To Flee ( 92 )
How sweet away from self to flee,
And shelter in our Savior;
Oh! precious grace, with Him’s our place,
In God’s eternal favor.
Jesus the goal before our soul,
The One we know in glory;
While we’re on earth, we’d tell His worth,
A saved one’s sweetest story.
From The Palace Of His Glory ( 93 )
From the palace of His glory,
From the home of joy and love,
Came the Lord Himself to seek us;
He would have us there above.
There from that eternal brightness
Have His thoughts flowed forth in love;
He in His great love would have us
Ever there with Him above.
Trembling we had hoped for mercy–
Some lone place within His door:
But the crown, the throne, the mansion,
All were ready long before.
And in past and distant ages,
In those courts so bright and fair,
Ere we were, was He rejoicing,
All He won with us to share.
The Lord Is Risen Indeed:( 94 )
The Lord is risen indeed:
And all His work 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 death has lost its prey:
And with Him all the ransomed seed
Shall reign in endless day.
Break Forth And Sing The Song ( 95 )
Break forth and sing the song
Of "Glory to the Lamb!"
Wake every heart and every tongue
To praise the Savior’s name.
Sing of His dying love;
Sing of His rising power;
Song how He intercedes above
For those whose sins He bore.
Sing on your heavenly road,
Ye sons of glory, sing;
To the ascended Lamb of God,
Your cheerful praises bring.
Soon shall we hear Him say,
"Ye ransomed pilgrims, come";
Soon will He call us hence away,
And take us to His home.
Then shall each raptured tongue
His fullest praise proclaim;
And sweeter voices wake the song
Of "Glory to the Lamb!"
The Savior Lives, No More To Die ( 96 )
The Savior lives, no more to die;
He lives, our Head, enthroned in high;
He lives triumphant o’er the grave;
He lives eternally to save.
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.
Abundant grace will He afford,
Till we are present with the Lord;
And prove what we have sung before,
That Jesus lives for evermore.
Then let our souls in Him rejoice,
And sing His praise with cheerful voice:
Our doubts and fears for ever gone,
For Christ is on the Father’s throne.
Blest Lamb Of God! With Grateful Praise ( 97 )
Blest Lamb of God! with grateful praise
Our voices now to Thee we raise–
O’er earth to reign, redeemed by blood,
Kingdom and priests are we to God.
Soon, too, in glory shall we sing,
And louder praises to Thee bring,
While every nation, tongue and tribe,
Strength, glory, might, to Thee ascribe!
Amen! Amen!
O Lord, Amen!
Gazing On The Lord In Glory ( 98 )
Gazing on the Lord in glory,
While our hearts in worship bow,
There we read the wondrous story
Of the cross–it’s shame and woe.
Every mark of dark dishonor
Heaped upon the thorn-crowned brow,
All the depths of Thy heart’s sorrow
Told 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, alone art worthy,
This be earth’s and heaven’s accord.
Rise our hearts, and bless the Father,
Ceaseless song e’en here begun,
Endless praise and adoration
To the Father and the Son.
On Christ Salvation Rests Secure ( 99 )
On Christ salvation rests secure;
The Rock of Ages must endure;
Nor can that faith be overthrown
Which 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 raise
A temple to Jehovah’s praise,
Composed of all the saints, who own
No Savior 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 rears it on the "Living Stone."
But most adore His precious name;
His glory and His grace proclaim;
For us, condemned, despised, undone,
He gave Himself, the "Living Stone."
Now In A Song Of Grateful Praise ( 100 )
Now in a song of grateful praise,
To our dear Lord the voice we’ll raise;
With all His saints we’ll join to tell,
"Our Jesus hath done all things well."
All worlds His glorious power confess,
His wisdom all His works express;
But oh, His love!–what tongue can tell?
"Our Jesus hath done all things well."
And since our souls have known His love,
What mercies has He made us prove,
Mercies which all our praise excel;
"Our Jesus hath done all things well."
And when on that bright day we rise,
And join the anthems of the skies,
In heavenly songs this note shall swell,
"Our Jesus hath done all things well."
We Bless Thee, O Thou Great Amen! ( 101 )
We bless Thee, O Thou great Amen!
Jehovah’s pledge to sinful men,
Confirming all His word!
Doubtful no promises remain,
For all are Yea, and all Amen,
In Thee, the faithful Lord.
How great the grace of God to bless
By Thee, the Lord, our righteousness!
By Thee, we say again:
For to us all things thus are sure,
Through life, in death, and evermore,
By Thee, the great Amen.
O faithful Witness of our God,
Who cam’st by water and by blood!
In Thee (the holy One)
God’s record doth for ever stand,
Of life eternal, from His hand,
To all in Thee the Son.
Gladly His promises we hear,
For God’s "Amen" dispels all fear,
His faithfulness it proves;
And while such grace from God is shown,
To His Amen we add our own
For our Amen He loves.
Come, Let Us Join Our Cheerful Songs ( 102 )
Come, let us join our cheerful songs,
And thus approach the throne:
Had we ten thousand thousand tongues,
Our theme of joy’s but one:
"Worthy the Lamb that’s gone on high
To be exalted thus;"
"Worthy the Lamb that died," we cry,
"For He was slain for us."
Jesus is worthy to receive
Honor and power divine:
And blessings more than we can give
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.
Soon shall the saints, exalted high,
A glorious anthem raise;
And all that dwell beneath the sky
Speak forth Thine endless praise.
Redeemed creation join in one,
T’ adore the sacred name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to exalt the Lamb.
we’ll Sing Of The Shepherd That Died ( 103 )
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 led
To stand between us and the foe,
And willingly died in our stead.
Our song, then, for ever shall be
Of the Shepherd who gave Himself thus;
No subject’s so glorious as He,
No theme so affecting to us.
Of Him and His love will we sing,
His praises our tongues shall employ
Till heavenly anthems we bring
In yonder bright regions of joy.
"Abba," Father–Thus We Call Thee ( 104 )
"Abba," Father–thus we call Thee,
(Hallowed name!) from day to day;
‘Tis Thy children’s right to know Thee,
None but children "Abba" say.
This high honor we inherit,
Thy free gift, through Jesus’ blood;
God the Spirit, with our spirit,
Witnesseth we’re sons of God.
Abba’s purpose gave us being
When in Christ, in that vast plan,
Abba chose the saints in Jesus
Long before the world began;
O what love the Father bore us!
O how precious in His sight!
When He gave the church to Jesus!
Jesus, His whole soul’s delight!
Though our nature’s fall in Adam
Seemed to shut us out from God,
Thus it was His counsel brought us
Nearer still, through Jesus’ blood;
For in Him we found redemption,
Grace and glory in the Son;
Oh the height and depth of mercy!
"Christ and we, through grace, are one."
Glory, Glory Everlasting ( 105 )
Glory, glory everlasting
Be to Him who bore the cross.
Who redeemed our souls by tasting
Death, 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 Savior!
Magnify the sinner’s Friend.
While we tell the wondrous story
Of the Savior’s cross and shame,
Sing we, "Everlasting glory
Be to God and to the Lamb."
Hallelujah!
Give ye glory to His name.