Hymns of Grace and Truth was compiled in 1904.
Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me;
Bless thy little lamb tonight;
Through the darkness be Thou near me,
Watch my sleep till morning light.
All this day Thy hand hath led me,
And I thank Thee for Thy care;
Thou hast kept and clothed and fed me:
Listen to my humble prayer.
Let my sins be all forgiven;
Bless the friends I love so well;
Fit me, Lord, as Thine for heaven,
Happy there with Thee to dwell.
Thou didst leave Thy throne, and Thy kingly crown,
When Thou camest to earth for me;
But in Bethlehem’s inn there was found no room
For Thy holy nativity.
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Make room in my heart, Lord Jesus!
Make room in my heart for Thee!
And dwell in my heart, Lord Jesus!
For time and eternity!
Heaven’s arches rang when the angels sang,
All proclaiming Thy high degree;
But in lowliest birth Thou didst come to earth,
And in greatest humility.
E’en the fox found rest, and the bird its nest,
In the shade of the cedar tree;
But Thy couch was the sod, O thou Son of God,
In the deserts of Galilee.
Thou didst come, O Lord, with Thy living Word
That should set all Thy people free;
But with mocking and scorn and with crown of thorn,
Did they bear Thee to Calvary.
Heaven’s dome shall ring, and its choirs shall sing
At Thy coming to victory;
Thou wilt then call me home, saying, "Lo, there’s room,
There is room at My side for Thee!"
Come, let us all unite to sing,
Our God is love.
Let heaven and earth their praises bring,
Our God is love.
Let every soul from sin awake,
Each in his heart sweet music make,
And sing with us, for Jesus’ sake,
Our God is love.
O tell to earth’s remotest bound,
Our God is love!
In Christ we have redemption found-
Our God is love.
Christ’s blood has washed our sins away,
His Spirit turned our night to day,
And now we can rejoice to say,
Our God is love.
How happy is our portion here-
Our God is love.
His promises our spirits cheer-
Our God is love.
He is our Sun and Shield by day,
Our Help, our Hope, our Strength, our Stay;
He will be with us all the way-
Our God is love.
Hark! the Saviour’s voice from heaven
Speaks a pardon, full and free:
Come, and thou shalt be forgiven;
Boundless mercy flows for thee!
Even thee! even thee!
Boundless mercy flows for thee!
See the healing fountain springing
From the Saviour on the tree,
Pardon, peace and cleansing bringing,
Lost one, loved one, ’tis for thee!
Even thee! even thee!
Lost one loved one, ’tis for thee!
Hear His love and mercy speaking,
"Come and rest thy soul on Me!"
Though thy heart for sin be breaking,
He has rest and peace for thee!
Even thee! even thee!
He has rest and peace for thee!
Come, then, now to Jesus flying,
From thy sin and woe be free!
Burdened, guilty, wounded, dying,
Gladly will He welcome thee!
Even thee! even thee!
Gladly will He welcome thee!
Every sin shall be forgiven;
Thou, through grace, a child shalt be:
Child of God, and heir of heaven!
Yes, a mansion waits for thee!
Even thee! even thee!
Yes, a mansion waits for thee!
"Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,"
See Him dying on the tree!
‘Tis the Christ, by man rejected!
Yes, my soul, ’tis He! ’tis He!
Mark the sacrifice appointed!
See who bears the awful load!
‘Tis the Word, ’tis God’s Anointed,
Son of Man and Son of God.
Here we have a firm foundation,
Here the refuge of the lost,
Christ, the Rock of our salvation
His the name of which we boast.
Lamb of God, for sinners wounded
Sacrifice to cancel guilt,
None shall ever be confounded
Who on Thee their hope have built!
Christ, the Lord, will come again!
None shall wait for Him in vain;
We shall then His glory see-
Seeing Him, shall like Him be.
Then, when the archangel cries-
Calls the sleeping saints to rise-
Rising millions shall proclaim
Blessings on the Saviour’s name.
"This is our redeeming God!"
Ransomed hosts will shout aloud:
"Praise, eternal praise be given
To the Lord of earth and heaven!"
Jesus only, when the morning
Beams upon the path I tread!
Jesus only, when the darkness
Gathers round my weary head!
Jesus only, though death’s billows,
Cold and sullen o’er me roll!
Jesus only, when the trumpet
Rends the tomb and thrills the soul!
Jesus only, when-adoring-
Saints their crowns before him bring!
Jesus only, I shall-joyous-
Through eternal ages sing!
Far beyond the dark blue sea,
Many little children dwell,
In a land of misery,
Where no gentle voices tell
Those glad tidings which impart
Joy and comfort to the heart.
But they bend, from day to day,
To their gods, of wood and stone,
For the Gospel’s cheering ray
Has not made the Saviour known;
Few the beams of heavenly light
Shining in their dreadful night.
Children dear, if you have found
Pardon through the Saviour’s blood,
Seek to spread the joyful sound,
Seek to bring their souls to God;
Share those blessings rich and true,
Which He kindly gives to you.
Behold the Christ, a Man in glory now!
The “Man of Sorrows” was He for our sake:
A crown of thorns we put upon His brow,
And with our scorn His tender heart did break.
Yet hear Him! hearken to His loving voice,
Pleading His tears, His agonies, His blood!
Crying, “Ye dying sons of men, rejoice:
I am the Truth, the Life, the Way to God!
“Come unto Me, ye weary ones, for rest!
Ye hungry, thirsty, helpless, come to Me!
There is a home of safety on My breast
Peace in the blood I shed on Calvary!
“Come unto Me: your souls shall then be fed!
Come unto Me: all other springs are dry!
Come unto Me, the living, heav’nly Bread!
Come unto Me for streams that satisfy!”
O joy of the justified! joy of the free!
I’ll sing of my Saviour, who died on the tree!
Thro’ Christ my Redeemer rejoicing I stand,
Being sav’d by His grace, and secure in His hand.
O Jesus the crucified, Saviour divine!
Though once a lost sinner, yet now I am Thine;
In conscious salvation, I sing of Thy grace,
While there resteth upon me the smile of Thy face.
O Jesus, my Saviour, I’ll still sing of Thee
Yes, sing of Thy blood, precious, poured out for me
And when in the mansions of glory above,
I will praise and adore Thy unchangeable love!
O thou who art guilty and wretched within,
Who feelest the burden and sorrow of sin,
Now look unto Jesus, however distrest:
It is He who invites thee, O come, and be blest!
I am not told to labor,
To put away my sin;
So foolish, weak, and helpless,
I never could begin.
But blessed truth I know it!
Though ruined by the fall,
Christ for my soul hath suffered:
Yes, Christ has done it all.
And if I now would seek Him,
In love He sought for me,
When far from Him I wandered
In sin and misery:
He came In grace from glory,
That I might hear His call;
He sought me and He found me
Yes, Christ has done it all.
And now I cannot please Him
In aught I say or do,
Unless He daily help me
His glory to pursue;
Still helpless and still feeble,
On His strong arm I fall
My strength in pressing onward!
Yes, Christ has done it all.
And when in heav’nly glory
My ransomed soul shall be,
From sin and all pollution
Forever, ever free,
I’ll cast my crown before Him,
And loud His grace extol:
“Thou hast Thyself redeemed me
Yes, Thou hast done it all!”
Saved thro’ the blood of Jesus,
Saved from all guilt and shame,
Saved is the soul that trusts Him,
Trusts in His precious name.
Safe in the Rock of Ages,
Fearlessly he may hide;
Safe from the storms of judgment,
Safe from the swelling tide.
Saved through the blood of Jesus,
Saved from the wrath to come,
Saved too to dwell forever
Safe in the Father’s home.
Joy is among the angels,
Joy in the heart of God,
When an unworthy sinner
Trusts in the precious blood.
Saved through the blood of Jesus,
Saved from eternal doom,
Saved too to share Christ’s glory,
Saved until He shall come:
Saved from o’erwhelming sorrow,
Saved from distracting care,
Saved from a world of evil,
Saved from all doubt and fear.
Saved for the day of glory;
Then the redeemed will sing;
Still of the blood of Jesus
Loudly their praise will ring;
Saved now to wait with patience,
Looking with faith afar,
Till just before the dawning
Rises the Morning Star.
God, our Father, we adore Thee!
We, Thy children, bless Thy name!
Chosen in the Christ before Thee,
We are "holy without blame."
We adore Thee! Abba’s praises we proclaim!
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Abba’s praises we proclaim!
Son Eternal, we adore Thee!
Lamb upon the throne on high!
Lamb of God, we bow before Thee-
Thou hast brought Thy people nigh!
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Son of God, who came to die!
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit-
Three in One! we give Thee praise!
For the riches we inherit,
Heart and voice to Thee we raise!
We adore Thee! we adore Thee!
Thee we bless, through endless days!
Let saints on earth their anthems raise,
Who taste the Saviour’s grace;
Sing, till in heaven we tune His praise,
And hail Him, hail Him,
Hail Him, "Prince of Peace."
Praise Him who laid His glory by
For man’s apostate race;
Praise Him who stooped to bleed and die,
And hail Him, hail Him, hail Him,
Hail Him, "Prince of Peace."
We soon shall reach that blissful shore,
And view His glorious face;
His name forever to adore,
And hail Him, hail Him, hail Him,
Hail Him "Prince of Peace."
To Calvary, Lord, in spirit now,
Our waiting souls repair,
To dwell upon thy dying love,
And taste its sweetness there.
Sweet resting-place of every heart
that feels the plague of sin,
Yet knows that deep mysterious joy,
The peace of God within.
There, through Thine hour of deepest woe,
Thy suffering spirit passed;
Grace there its wondrous victory gained,
And love endured its last.
Dear suffering Lamb! Thy bleeding wounds,
With cords of love divine,
Have drawn our willing hearts to Thee,
And linked our life with Thine.
I know that my Redeemer liveth
Once slain at Calvary!
I know my sins my God forgiveth
Christ bore their curse for me!
I know that my Redeemer liveth:
A quickening Spirit He,
I know eternal life He giveth
Amazing grace to me!
I know that my Redeemer liveth,
Beloved ineffably;
I know in Him my God receiveth,
In sweetest favor, me!
I know Thou, my Redeemer, livest
I know these eyes shall see
Thy form, Thy face of love,
Who gavest Thyself to purchase me!
Jesus, before Thy face we fall
Our Lord, our life, our hope, our all!
For we have no where else to flee
No sanctuary, Lord, but Thee!
In Thee we every glory view,
Of safety, strength, and beauty too:
It is all our rest and peace to see
Our sanctuary, Lord, in Thee!
Whatever foes or fears betide,
In Thy blest presence we may hide;
And while we rest our souls on Thee,
Thou wilt our Sanctuary be!
Through time, with all its changing scenes,
Through all the grief that intervenes,
This shall support each fainting heart
That Thou our Sanctuary art!
O God, love’s deep eternal tide
Flows rich and full from Thee:
The Father’s heart is opened wide
By Jesus’ blood to me!
It was Thyself, O God, who sought,
With tender yearnings deep,
The loveless soul that sought Thee not
The worthless wandering sheep.
I come, yet leave myself behind,
And thus unfearing come,
For nought save Christ and Thee I find
In my eternal home.
By love’s sweet magnet force led on,
I reach the inmost rest
The nameless rapture of the son
Upon the Father’s breast.
Abide in Thee! in that deep love of Thine,
My Jesus, Lord, Thou Lamb of God divine,
Down, closely down, as living branch with tree,
I would abide, my Lord, my Christ, in Thee.
Abide in Thee! my Saviour God, I know
How love of Thine so vast in me may flow,
My empty vessel, running o’er with joy,
Must overflow to Thee, without alloy.
Abide in Thee! nor doubt, nor self, nor sin,
Can e’er prevail with Thy blest life within;
Joined to Thyself, communing deep, my soul
Knows nought besides its motions to control.
Abide in Thee! ’tis thus I only know
The secrets of Thy mind e’en while below-
All joy and peace, and knowledge of Thy word,
All power and fruit, and service for the Lord.
"No separation!" O my soul!
‘Tis God who speaks the word;
So close the Spirit thee unites
With Christ, thy risen Lord.
"No separation!" Thou art His,
And His for evermore;
Upon the cross thy debt He paid,
And all thy judgment bore.
"No separation!" Precious word
In it, my soul, be glad;
Loved with an everlasting love,
And one with Jesus made.
"No separation!" Life mor death,
Things present nor to come,
Can part thee from His precious care,
Or rob thee of thy home.
"No separation!" Linked with Him,
His glory-all is thine;
Oh, wondrous love, that thus could plan
A union so divine!
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,
And calms the troubled breast;
‘Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.
Dear Name! the Rock on which we
Our Shield and Hiding-place!
Our never-failing Treasure, filled
With boundless stores of grace!
Jesus, our Saviour, Shepherd, Friend!
Thou Prophet, Priest and King!
Our Lord, our Life, our Way, our End!
Accept the praise we bring.
Best gift of all Thou hast bestowed,
the precious, priceless blood that flowed
When Jesus bore our sins’ great load-
For this we thank Thee!
And then that wondrous love of thine
Which made us heir of wealth divine,
And us to Thee as sons did join-
For this we thank Thee!
For sweetest fellowship on earth
With other sons of heavenly birth,
In greater joy than this world’s mirth-
For this we thank Thee!
For patient grace that guides our way,
While pilgrims in this world we stay,
In fire by night, in cloud by day-
For this we thank Thee!
For many mansions in thy home,
Where we one day with Christ shall come,
And never, never from Thee roam-
For this we thank Thee!
Why restless, why so weary?
My soul, why so cast down?
Is all around thee dreary,
Or hath the cross no crown?
Where is the Lord that found thee,
Who once could make thee glad?
His arms are still around thee,
Then wherefore art thou sad?
O trust the Lord that bought thee-
O trust the sinners’ Friend;
The wondrous love that sought thee
Will keep thee to the end:
Will give a glorious morrow
To this thy night of pain;
And make thy dews of sorrow
Like shining after rain.
Trembling soul, behold thy Saviour
Seated on the Father’s throne;
Object of God’s highest favor,
See Him, God’s beloved Son!
Once on earth in Bethlehem’s manger,
As a helpless babe He lay,
God come down, a heavenly Stranger,
Love to sinners to display.
See the lowly One now bending,
In the lone Gethsemane,
Drops of blood His conflict marking,
Whilst He prays in agony!
Sinner, see the bleeding Saviour,
Pierced and nailed to Calvary’s tree;
Sacrifice of sweetest savor
Object of man’s enmity!
Sinner, hear the wondrous story
Jesus died, and rose for thee;
God in heaven now waits to save thee;
Now, believing, thou art free.
O what a gift the Father gave
When He bestowed His Son,
To save poor, ruined, guilty man,
By sin defiled, undone!
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Oh, ’twas love, ’twas wondrous love,
The love of God to me!
It brought my Saviour from above
To die on Calvary.
For I was lost and vile indeed,
To sin a willing prey,
Till God in mercy interposed,
And turned my night to day.
Now I can call the Saviour mine,
Though all unworthy still;
I’m sheltered by His precious blood,
Beyond the reach of ill.
Come, all who trust in Jesus now,
And tell our joys abroad;
Let thankful hymns of praise ascend,
For Christ, the gift of God.
Gracious Saviour, gentle Shepherd!
Little ones are dear to Thee:
Gathered in Thine arms, and carried
In Thy bosom, may we be.
Tender Shepherd! never leave us,
From Thy fold to go astray:
By Thy look of love directed,
May we walk the narrow way.
Taught to lisp the holy praises
Which on earth Thy children sing,
May we with Thy saints in glory
Join to praise our Lord the King.
Christ is merciful and mild,
He was once a little child;
He whom heavenly hosts adore
Lived on earth amongst the poor.
He the sick to health restored,
To the poor He preached the word;
Even children had a share
Of His love and tender care.
Every bird can build its nest,
Foxes have their place of rest;
He by whom the world was made
Had not where to lay His head.
Thus He laid His glory by,
When for us He stooped to die:
How I wonder, when I see
His unbounded love to me!
He who is the Lord most high
Then was poorer far than I,
That I might hereafter be
Rich to all eternity.
Around the throne of God in heaven,
Thousands of children stand,
Children, whose sins are all forgiven,
A holy happy band,
Singing "Glory, glory, glory be to God on high!"
In flowing robes of spotless white,
See every one arrayed,
Dwelling in everlasting light,
And joys that never fade,
Singing "Glory, glory, glory be to God on high!"
What brought them to that world above,
That heaven so bright and fair,
Where all is peace and joy and love-
How came those children there,
Singing "Glory, glory, glory be to God on high!"
Because the Saviour shed His blood,
To wash away their sin,
Behold, they stand before their God
In garments white and clean,
Singing "Glory, glory, glory be to God on high!"
Jesus, my Saviour, died,
Nailed to the tree
Cruelly crucified,
Stricken for me!
Darkness there shut Him in!
God judged Him for my sin!
Jesus, my soul to win,
Died there for me!
Jesus, my Saviour, rose
Out of the grave!
Captive He led my foes,
My soul to save!
Jesus in heaven now,
Glory upon His brow,
Calleth to men below,
Sinners to save!
Jesus, my Saviour, lives
For me above;
Mercy and grace He gives
Freely in love:
By my infirmity
Tenderly moved is He;
Sweet is His sympathy,
Sweet is His love!
Jesus! beyond the sky,
Now on God’s throne,
Looking with loving eye
Down on Thine own:
Soon in that wondrous place
Sweetly we’ll sing Thy grace,
Gazing upon Thy face
All of Thine own!
Look to Jesus and be saved;
See Him hanging on the tree;
Guilty art thou and enslaved,
But He bears thy guilt for thee.
Look till thou canst see thy sin
On His body crucified;
All the lusts that lurked within,
All thy wilfulness and pride.
Look and see the judgment fall
On that guiltless guilt bowed head.
He is made our sin. For all
One hath died, and all are dead.
Look to Jesus, look and live;
He has died thy death for thee.
Look and trust and love and give
All thou art His prize to be.
Look with awe, till wondering love
Melts thy heart, and dims thine eyes,
Till with prostrate saints above,
Rapt in praise thy spirit lies.