And art Thou, gracious Master, gone
For us a mansion to prepare?
Shall we behold Thee on the throne,
And sit for ever with Thee there?
Then let the world approve or blame,
We’ll triumph in Thy glorious name.
Should we to gain the world’s applause,
Or to escape its harmless frown,
Refuse to countenance Thy cause,
And make Thy people’s lot our own,
What shame would fill us in that day,
When Thou Thy glory wilt display.
No, let the world cast out our name,
And vile account us if it will,
If to confess our Lord be shame,
Oh, then would we be viler still;
For Thee, O Lord, we all resign,
Content that Thou dost call us Thine.
What transports then will fill our heart
When Thou our worthless names wilt own,
When we shall see Thee as Thou art
And know as we ourselves are known.
And then from sin and sorrow free
Find our eternal rest with Thee.
Lord, E’en To Death Thy Love Could Go ( 227 )
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.
Oh! 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 head
Is hushed for ever now,
And rest divine is ours instead,
Whilst glory crowns Thy brow.
Within the Father’s house on high
We soon shall sing Thy praise,
But here where Thou didst bleed and die,
We learn that song to raise.
Join All The Glorious Names ( 228 )
Join all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love and power,
That mortals ever knew,
That angels ever bore;
All are too mean to speak His worth,
Too mean to set the Savior forth.
Great Prophet of our God!
Our tongues must bless Thy name,
By whom the joyful news
Of free salvation came;
The joyful news of sins forgiven,
Of hell subdued, of peace with heaven.
Thou art our Counselor,
Our Pattern, and our Guide,
And Thou our Shepherd art;
Ah! keep us near Thy side;
Nor let our feet e’er turn astray,
To wander in the crooked way.
We love the Shepherd’s voice:
His watchful eyes shall keep
Our pilgrim souls among
The thousands of God’s sheep;
He feeds the flock, He calls their names,
And gently leads the tender lambs.
O Happy Morn! The Lord Will Come ( 229 )
O happy morn! the Lord will come
And take His waiting people home
Beyond the reach of care;
Where guilt and sin are all unknown:
The Lord will come and claim His own,
And place them with Him in His throne,
The glory bright to share.
The resurrection morn will break,
And every sleeping saint awake,
Brought forth in light again;
O morn, too bright for mortal eyes!
When all the ransomed church shall rise
And wing their way to yonder skies–
Called up with Christ to reign.
O Lord! our pilgrim spirits long
To sing the everlasting song
Of glory, honor, power;
Till then when Thou all power shalt wield,
Blest Savior, Thou wilt be our shield,
For Thou hast to our souls revealed
Thyself our strength and tower.
O Lord! When We The Path Retrace ( 230 )
O Lord! when we the path retrace
Which Thou on earth hast trod,
To man Thy wondrous love and grace,
Thy faithfulness to God;
Thy love, by man so sorely tried,
Proved stronger than the grave;
The very spear that pierced Thy side
Drew forth the blood to save;
Faithful amidst unfaithfulness,
‘Mid darkness only light,
Thou didst Thy Father’s name confess,
And in His will delight;
Unmoved by Satan’s subtle wiles,
Or suffering, shame and loss,
Thy path uncheered by earthly smiles,
Led only to the cross:–
We wonder at Thy lowly mind,
And fain would like Thee be,
And all our rest and pleasure find
In learning more of Thee.
We’re Pilgrims In The Wilderness ( 231 )
We’re pilgrims in the wilderness;
Our dwelling is a camp;
Created things though pleasant,
Now bear to us death’s stamp.
But onward we are speeding,
Though often let and tried;
The Holy Ghost is leading
Home to the Lamb, His bride.
With fellow pilgrims meeting,
As through the waste we roam,
‘Tis sweet to sing together,
"We are not far from home!"
And when we’ve learned our lesson,
Our work, in suffering, done,
Our ever-loving Father
Will welcome every one.
We look to meet our brethren
From every distant shore;
Not one will seem a stranger,
Though never seen before:
With angel hosts attending,
In myriads, through the sky;
Yet ‘midst them all Thou only,
O Lord, wilt fix the eye!
Lord, since we sing as pilgrims,
O give us pilgrims ways!
Low thoughts of self, befitting
Proclaimers of Thy praise;
O make us each more holy,
In spirit, pure and meek:
More like to heavenly citizens,
As more of heaven we speak.
Rock Of Ages! Cleft For Sin ( 232 )
Rock of Ages! cleft for sin,
Grace hath hid us safe within!
Where the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side hath flowed,
Are of sin the double cure;
Cleansing from its guilt and power.
Not the labor of our hands
Could fulfil the laws demands;
Could our zeal no respite know,
Could our tears for ever flow,
Naught for sin could e’er atone
But Thy blood and Thine alone!
Found by Thee before we sought,
Unto Thee in mercy brought;
We have Thee for righteousness,
From Thy fulness grace on grace:
Thou hast washed us in Thy blood,
Made us live and live to God.
While we draw this fleeting breath,
If our eyes are closed in death,
When we soar to worlds unknown,
Sit with Thee upon Thy throne:
Thou our joy shalt be in heaven,
Who for us Thyself hast given.
Hark! The Choirs Of Angels Crying ( 233 )
Hark! the choirs of angels crying,
Glory to the Lamb once slain,
None in heaven or earth denying
Tribute to the Savior’s name.
Ye for whom His life was given,
Higher themes to you belong,
Wake then here the joy of heaven,
Raise the everlasting song.
See how God hath now enthroned Him
At His own right hand on high,
There the heavenly hosts have owned Him,
Filling with His praises the sky.
Filled with blest anticipation,
Chant as soon to be above;
Sweet the theme–a free salvation,
Fruit of everlasting love.
Endless life in Him possessing,
Let us praise His glorious name,
Glory, honor, power, and blessing
Be for ever to the Lamb.
We’re Not Of This World Which Fadeth Away ( 234 )
We’re not of this world which fadeth away,
We’re not of the night, but children of day;
The chains which once bound us by Jesus are riven,
We’re strangers on earth, our home is in heaven.
Our path is most rugged, and dangerous too,
A wide trackless waste our journey lies through;
But the pillar of cloud that shows us our way,
Is our sure light by night, and shades us by day.
Our Shepherd is still our Guardian and Guide,
Before us He goes to help and provide:
The springs that refresh us from heaven were given,
Our bread is the Manna that came down from heaven.
‘Mid mightiest foes most feeble are we–
Yet, trembling before our great Leader they flee;
The Lord is our Banner, the battle is His,
The weakest of saints more than conqueror is.
And soon shall we enter our own promised land,
Around His bright throne in glory shall stand;
Our song then for ever and ever shall be,
All glory and blessing, Lord Jesus, to Thee!
We’ll Praise Thee, Glorious Lord ( 235 )
We’ll praise Thee, glorious Lord,
Who died to set us free,
No earthly songs can joy afford
Like heavenly melody.
Love, that no suffering stayed,
We’ll praise, true love divine;
Love that for us atonement made,
Love that has made us Thine.
Love in Thy lonely life
Of sorrow here below;
Thy words of grace, with mercy rife,
Make grateful praises flow.
Love, that on death’s dark vale
Its sweetest odor spread,
Where sin o’er all seem to prevail
Redemption’s glory shed.
And now we see Thee risen,
Who once for us hast died,
Seated above the highest heav’n:
The Father’s glorified.
Soon wilt Thou take Thy throne,
Thy foes Thy footstool made,
And take us with Thee for Thine own,
In glory love displayed.
Jesus, we wait for Thee,
With Thee to have our part;
What can full joy and blessing be
But being where Thou art?
O Gracious Father! God Of Love ( 236 )
O gracious Father! God of love,
We own Thy power to save,
That power by which the Shepherd rose
Victorious o’er the grave.
Him from the dead Thou brought’st again,
When, by His sacred blood,
Confirmed and sealed for evermore,
Th’ eternal cov’nant stood.
O may Thy Spirit guide our souls,
And mould them to Thy will,
That from Thy paths we ne’er may stray,
But keep Thy precepts still!
That to the Savior’s stature full
We nearer still may rise,
And all we think, and all we do
Be pleasing in Thy eyes.
Rejoice, Ye Saints, Rejoice And Praise ( 237 )
Rejoice, ye saints, rejoice and praise
The blessings of redeeming grace;
Jesus, our everlasting tower,
Mocks at the angry tempest’s roar.
His love’s a refuge ever nigh,
His watchfulness, a mountain high;
His name’s a rock, which winds above
Nor waves below can ever move.
His faithfulness, for ever sure,
For endless ages will endure;
His perfect work will ever prove
The depths of His unchanging love.
While all things change, He changes not,
Nor e’er forgets, though oft forgot;
His love’s unchangeably the same,
And as enduring as His name.
Our Shepherd Is The Lord ( 238 )
Our Shepherd is the Lord,
The living Lord who died;
With all His fulness can afford
We are supplied.
He richly feeds our souls
With blessings from above;
And leads us where the river rolls
Of endless love.
Our souls He doth restore,
And keeps us in His way;
He makes our cup of joy run o’er
From day to day;
Through love so full, so deep,
Anointed is our head;
Mercy and goodness us shall keep,
Where’er we tread.
When faith and hope shall cease,
And love abide alone,
Then shall we see Him face to face,
And know as known:
Still shall we lift our voice,
His praise our song shall be;
And we shall in His love rejoice
Who set us free.
To Us Our God His Love Commends ( 239 )
To us our God His love commends,
When by our sins undone;
That He might spare His enemies,
He would not spare His Son;
His only Son, on whom was placed
His whole delight and love,
Before He formed the earth below,
Or spread the heavens above.
Our sorrows and our guilt to bear,
Our judgment to sustain;
He came, upon the tree to die,
That we might life obtain.
His word assures He’ll quickly come,
For this His brethren pray;
The whole creation for it groans,
Come, Lord, without delay!
The Gloomy Night Will Soon Be Past ( 240 )
The gloomy night will soon be past,
The morning will appear;
The harbinger of day at last
Each waiting eye will cheer.
Thou Bright and Morning Star, Thy light
Will to our joy be seen;
Thou, Lord, wilt meet our longing sight,
Without a cloud between.
Savior, Through The Desert Lead Us ( 241 )
Savior, through the desert lead us,
Without Thee we cannot go;
Thou from cruel chains has freed us,
And hast laid the tyrant low:
Let Thy presence
Cheer us all our journey through.
Through a desert waste and cheerless,
Though our destined journey lie,
Rendered by Thy presence fearless,
We may every foe defy:
Naught shall move us,
While we see Thee, Savior, nigh.
With a price Thy love has bought us,
(Savior, 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.
Sing Aloud To God, Our Strength ( 242 )
Sing aloud to God, our strength;
He has brought us hitherto:
He will bring us home at length;
This the Lord our God will do:
Doubt not, for His word is stable;
Fear not, for His arm is able.
Sing aloud to God, our strength;
Sing with wonder of His love;
Who can tell its breadth or length,
Who below, or who above?
Who its depth and height can measure?
‘Tis a rich unbounded treasure!
Sing aloud to God, our strength;
He is with us where we go;
Fear we not the journey’s length,
Fear we not the mighty foe:
All our foes shall be defeated,
And our journey safe completed.
O Lord! We Would Delight In Thee ( 243 )
O Lord! we would delight in Thee,
And on Thy care depend;
To Thee in every trouble flee,
Our safe, unfailing Friend.
When human cisterns are all dried,
Thy fulness is the same;
May we with this be satisfied,
And glory in Thy name.
No good in creatures can be found,
All, all is found in Thee;
We must have all things and abound,
Through Thy sufficiency.
Thou that hast made our heaven secure,
Wilt here all good provide;
While Christ is rich, can we be poor?
Christ who for us has died!
O Lord! we cast each care on Thee,
And triumph and adore;
O that our great concern may be
To love and praise Thee more.
That Bright And Blessed Morn Is Near ( 244 )
That bright and blessed morn is near
When He, the Bridegroom, shall appear,
And call His bride away.
Her blessing then shall be complete,
When with her Lord she takes her seat
In everlasting day.
The days and nights are gliding past,
Soon shall be heard the trumpet’s blast
Which wakes the sleeping saints.
The dead in Christ in glory rise,
When we with them shall reach the skies
Where Jesus for us waits.
What wonder, joy, and glad surprise
Shall fill our hearts as thus we rise
To meet Him in the air;
To see His face, to hear His voice,
And in His perfect love rejoice,
Whose glory then we’ll share.
No more deferred our hope shall be,
No longer through a glass we’ll see,
But clearly face to face.
We’ll dwell with Jesus then above,
Whom absent we have learned His love,
Blest samples of His grace.
O may this hope our spirits cheer,
While waiting for our Savior here;
He’ll quickly come again.
O may our hearts look for that day,
And to His word responsive say,
"Come, Jesus, Lord, Amen."
On That Same Night, Lord Jesus ( 245 )
On that same night, Lord Jesus,
When all around Thee joined
To cast its darkest shadow
Across Thy holy mind,
We hear Thy voice, blest Savior,
"This do, remember me:"
With joyful hearts responding,
We do remember Thee.
The depth of all Thy suffering
No heart could e’er conceive;
The cup of wrath o’erflowing
For us Thou didst receive;
And, oh! of God forsaken,
On the accursed tree.
With grateful hearts, Lord Jesus,
We now remember Thee.
We think of all the darkness
Which round Thy spirit pressed,
Of all those waves and billows
Which rolled across Thy breast.
Oh, there Thy grace unbounded
And perfect love we see;
With joy and sorrow mingling,
We would remember Thee.
We know Thee now as risen,
The Firstborn from the dead;
We see Thee now ascended,
The church’s glorious Head.
In Thee by grace accepted,
The heart and mind set free,
To think of all Thy sorrow,
And thus remember Thee.
Till Thou shalt come in glory,
And call us hence away,
To rest in all the brightness
Of that unclouded day,
We show Thy death Lord Jesus,
And here would seek to be
More to Thy death conformed,
Whilst we remember Thee.
From Every Stormy Wind That Blows ( 246 )
From every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sweet retreat;
‘Tis found before the mercy-seat.
There is a place where mercy sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads;
A place than all beside more sweet–
It is the heavenly mercy-seat.
There is a place where souls unite,
And saint meets saint in heavenly light;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Before the common mercy-seat.
Ah! whither could we flee for aid
When tempted, desolate, dismayed?
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat?
Thither by faith we upward soar,
And time and sense seem all no more,
For freely God our souls can greet
Where glory crowns the mercy-seat.
Of Thy Love Some Gracious Token ( 247 )
Of Thy love some gracious token
Grant us, Lord, before we go;
Bless Thy word which has been spoken,
Life and peace on all bestow,
When we join the world again,
May our hearts with Thee remain:
O direct us and protect us,
Till we gain the heavenly shore,
Where Thy people want no more.
Henceforward, Till The Lord Shall Come ( 248 )
Henceforward, till the Lord shall come
To take His whole redeemed home,
(With Him for ever then);
The Lord send blessings from above,
The Father’s, Son’s, and Spirit’s love,
Be with us all. Amen.
O Lord, In Thee Believing ( 249 )
O Lord, in Thee believing,
Our souls have peace with God,
Eternal life receiving,
The purchase of Thy blood.
Our curse and condemnation
Thou barest in our stead;
Secure is our salvation,
In Thee, our risen Head.
The Holy Ghost, revealing
Thy grace, hath given us rest,
Thy stripes have been our healing,
Thy love doth make us blest.
In Thee the Father sees us
Accepted and complete;
Grace which from evil frees us,
For glory makes us meet.
From Various Cares Our Hearts Retire ( 250 )
From various cares our hearts retire,
Though deep and boundless their desire,
We’ve now to please but One;
Him, before whom each knee shall bow,
With Him is all our business now,
And those that are His own.
With these our happy lot is cast,
Through the world’s desert’s rude and waste,
Or through its gardens fair;
Whether the storms of trouble sweep,
Or all in dead supineness sleep,
T’ advance be all our care.
O Lord, the way, the truth, the life!
Henceforth let sorrow, doubt, and strife
Drop off like autumn leaves!
Henceforth, as privileged by Thee,
Simple and undistracted be
Our souls, which to Thee cleave.
Let us our feebleness recline
On that eternal love of Thine,
And human thoughts forget;
Childlike attend what Thou wilt say,
Go forth and serve Thee while ’tis day,
Nor leave our sweet retreat.
Lord Jesus Christ, Our Savior Thou ( 251 )
Lord Jesus Christ, our Savior Thou,
With joy we worship Thee,
We know Thou hast redeemed us,
By dying on the tree.
We know the love that brought Thee down,
Down from that bliss in high,
To meet our ruined souls in need,
On Calvary’s cross to die.
Our Savior Jesus–Lord Thou art,
Eternal is Thy love;
Eternal, too, our songs of praise
When with Thee, Lord, above.
E’en now we praise the grace divine,
The love that shines on Thee;
The rich One Thou–for us made poor,
By death to set us free.
We praise, we worship, we adore,
As round Thyself we meet;
Thy beauty, Lord, our souls transports,
While bowing at Thy feet.
Our theme of praise art Thou alone,
Thy cross, Thy work, Thy word:
Oh! who can fathom all Thy love,
Thou living blessed Lord?
Sweet The Moments Which, In Blessing ( 252 )
Sweet the moments which, in blessing,
Musing o’er the cross we spend;
Life and health and peace possessing
From the dying sinner’s Friend.
Here we rest–in wonder viewing
All our guilt on Jesus laid!
And a full redemption flowing
From the sacrifice He made.
Here we find the dawn of heaven,
While upon the Lamb we gaze,
See our trespasses forgiven,
And our songs of triumph raise.
Oh! that strong in faith abiding,
We may to the Savior cleave,
Naught with Him our hearts dividing,
All for Him content to leave.
May we still, God’s mind discerning,
To the Lamb for wisdom go:
There new wonders daily learning,
All the depths of mercy know.
Since Christ And We Are One ( 253 )
Since Christ and we are one,
What room for doubt or fear?
He sits upon the Father’s throne,
And we are in Him there.
The Spirit doth unite
Our souls to Him our Head,
And forms us to His image bright
While in His steps we tread.
And grace it is–free grace–
Which keeps us on the road,
Till we behold the Savior’s face,
And city of our God.
Death And Judgment Are Behind Us ( 254 )
Death and judgment are behind us,
Grace and glory are before;
All the billows rolled o’er Jesus,
There they spent their utmost 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 lay,
One with Him in resurrection,
Now "in Him" in heaven’s bright day.
The Prince Of Life, Once Slain For Us ( 255 )
The Prince of Life, once slain for us,
Is now gone up on high;
Captivity was captive led,
And Christ no more can die.
His word is faithfulness and truth–
"Behold, I quickly come;"
And faith, that counts the promise sure,
Can pierce the midnight gloom.
Far spent already in the night,
In hope we hail the day
Of the beloved Lord’s return,
To wipe all tears away.
Jesus, at the appointed hour,
In glory shall appear;
Then, fashioned by His mighty hand,
We shall His image bear.
Soon shall the saints with glory crowned
Dwell in that cloudless light,
And see their Lord in glory owned,
Heaven’s constant, sweet delight.