‘Tis sweet to think of those at rest,
Who sleep in Christ the Lord,
Whose spirits now with Him are blest,
According to His word.
They once were pilgrims here with us;
In Jesus now they sleep:
And we for them, while resting thus,
As hopeless cannot weep.
How bright the resurrection-morn
On all the saints shall break!
The Lord Himself will then return,
His ransomed church to take.
Our Lord Himself we then shall see,
Whose blood for us was shed,
With Him for ever we shall be,
Made like our glorious Head.
We cannot linger o’er the tomb;
The resurrection day
To faith shines bright beyond its gloom,
Christ’s glory to display.
Category Archives: Hymns for the Little Flock
Hymns for the Little Flock Selected 1856 – Revised 1881
Our Hearts Are Full Of Christ, And Long ( 220 )
Our hearts are full of Christ, and long
Their glorious matter to declare!
Of Him we make our loftier song–
We cannot from His praise forbear:
Our ready tongues make haste to sing
The glories of the 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 fulness dwells in Thee.
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.
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.
Salvation’s Captain, And The Guide ( 268 )
Salvation’s Captain, and the guide
Of all that seek the rest above,
Beneath Thy shadow we abide,
The cloud of Thy protecting love;
Our strength Thy grace, our rule Thy word,
Our end the glory of the Lord.
Lord, by Thy word and Spirit led,
We shall not in the desert stray,
Or light for our direction need,
Or lose, if dark and drear, our way;
Still kept from danger and from fear,
Since Thy almighty love is near.
Thou Hidden Source Of Calm Repose! ( 284 )
Thou hidden Source of calm repose!
Thou all-sufficient Love divine!
Our help and refuge from our foes,
Secure we are, for we are Thine;
And, lo! from guilt and grief and shame
We’re hidden Savior, by Thy name.
Thy mighty name Salvation is,
And keeps our happy souls above;
Comfort it brings, and power and peace
And joy and everlasting love;
To us, with Thy dear name, are given
Pardon and holiness and heaven.
Jesus, our all in all Thou art,
Our rest in toil, our ease in pain;
The medicine of a broken heart;
‘Mid storms , our peace; in loss, our gain;
Our smile beneath the tyrant’s frown:
In shame, our glory and our crown.
In want our plentiful supply;
In weakness, our almighty power;
In bonds our perfect liberty;
Our refuge in temptation’s hour;
Our comfort, ‘midst all grief and thrall,
Our life in death, our all in all.
Ye Servants Of God, Your Master Proclaim ( 300 )
Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim,
And publish abroad His wonderful name;
The name, all victorious, of Jesus extol,
His kingdom is glorious–He’ll reign over all.
God ruleth on high, almighty to save,
But still He is nigh, His presence we have;
The great congregation His triumph shall sing,
Ascribing salvation to Jesus, their King.
Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all shout aloud, and honor the Son;
The praises of Jesus God’s saints will proclaim,
They’ll fall on their faces to worship the Lamb.
We Are By Christ Redeemed:( 316 )
We are by Christ redeemed:
The cost–His precious blood;
Be nothing by our souls esteemed
Like this great good.
Were the vast world our own,
With all its varied store,
And Thou, Lord Jesus, wert unknown,
We still were poor.
Our earthen vessels break;
The world itself grows old;
But Christ our precious dust will take
And freshly mould:
He’ll give these bodies vile
A fashion like His own;
He’ll bid the whole creation smile,
And hush its groan.
Thus far by grace preserved,
Each moment speeds us on;
The crown and kingdom are reserved
Where Christ is gone.
When cloudless morning shines,
We shall His glory share;
In pleasant places are the lines;
The home how fair!
To Him our weakness clings
Through tribulation sore,
And seeks the covert of His wings
Till all be o’er.
And when we’ve run the race,
And fought the faithful fight,
We then shall see Him face to face,
With saints in light.
Just As I Was–Without One Plea ( 332 )
Just as I was–without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bad’st me come to Thee
O Lamb of God, I came!
Just as I was–poor, wretched, blind
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I came!
Just as I am–Thy love, I own,
Has broken every barrier down;
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone
O Lamb of God, I come!
Just as I am–of that free love,
The fulness and the depth to prove
Here for a season, then above–
O Lamb of God, I come!
Blest Be The God And Father ( A7 )
Blest be the God and Father
Of Jesus Christ the Son,
Who chose us for all blessing
Ere time had yet begun,
That we redeemed–His children–
Might dwell with Him above,
And know the depth and fulness
Of His unbounded love.
Where all those deep affections,
Which fill the Father’s heart,
Shall find their satisfaction,
Their joy to us impart;
Where we, His throne surrounding,
Shall Abba, Father, say,
Within those many mansions
Prepared for that day.
E’en whilst we here are waiting,
His rest on high to share,
We know our blest relation
As children to Him there,
And by His Spirit’s leading,
We Abba, Father, cry;
With ever-growing longing
We seek our home on high.
O Jesus, Precious Savior ( A23 )
O Jesus, precious Savior,
O when wilt Thou return?
Our hearts with woe familiar,
To Thee, our Master turn.
Our woe is thine, Lord Jesus,
Our joy is in Thy love,
But woe and joy all lead us
To Thee in heaven above.
To Thee we look, Lord Jesus,
To Thee whose love we know,
We wait the power that frees us
From bondage, sin, and woe.
We look for Thine appearing,
Thy presence here to bless,
We greet the day that’s nearing,
When all this woe shall cease.
But, oh, for us, blest Savior,
How brighter far the lot,
To be with Thee for ever,
Where evil enters not!
To see Thee who’st so loved us,
Then face to face above,
Whose grace at first had moved us
To taste and know Thy love.
With Thee, O Lord, for ever,
Our souls shall be content,
No act nor thought shall ever
Full joy with Thee prevent.
O come, then, soon, Lord Jesus,
In patience still we wait,
Await the power that frees us–
Our longed-for heavenly seat.
How Can We Sink With Such A Prop ( A39 )
How can we sink with such a prop,
As the eternal God,
Who bears the earth’s huge pillars up
And spread the heavens abroad?
How can we die if Jesus lives,
As risen from the dead,
Since life and grace our souls receive
In our exalted Head?
All that we are, and all we have,
Shall be for ever Thine;
And all a cheerful heart could give,
Our willing hands resign.
And could we yet make some reserve,
And duty did not call,
We love Thee, Lord, with such a love,
That we would give it all.
"Call Them In"–The Poor, The Wretched ( A55 )
"Call them in"–the poor, the wretched,
Sin-stained wanderers from the fold;
Peace and pardon freely offer;
Can you weigh their worth with gold?
"Call them in"–the weak, the weary,
Laden with the doom of sin;
Bid them come and rest in Jesus;
He is waiting–"call them in."
"Call them in"–the broken-hearted,
Cow’ring ‘neath the brand of shame;
Speak love’s message low and tender
‘Twas for sinners Jesus came.
See, the shadows lengthen round us,
Soon the day-dawn will begin;
Can you leave them lost and lonely?
Christ is coming–"call them in."
Oh, My Savior Crucified ( A71 )
Oh, my Savior crucified,
Near Thy cross would I abide,
Gazing with adoring eye
On Thy dying agony.
God is love I surely know,
In the Savior’s depth of woe;
In the Sinless, in God’s sight,
Sin is justly brought to light.
In His spotless soul’s distress,
I have learnt my guiltiness;
Oh, how vile my low estate,
Since my ransom was so great.
Rent the veil that closed the way
To my home of heavenly day,
In the flesh of Christ the Lord,
Ever be His name adored.
Yet in sight of Calvary,
Contrite should my spirit be,
Rest and holiness there find,
Fashioned like my Savior’s mind.
Worship, And Thanks, And Blessing ( 13 )
Worship, and thanks, and blessing,
And strength ascribe to Jesus!
The Lord alone defends His own,
When earth or hell oppresses.
Omnipotent Redeemer!
Our ransomed souls adore Thee;
Our Savior Thou, we own it now,
And give to Thee the glory.
Thine arm hath safely brought us
A way no more expected
Than when Thy sheep passed through the deep
By crystal walls protected.
We sing Thine arm unshortened,
Brought through each sore temptation;
With heart and voice, in Thee rejoice,
Thou God of our salvation.
Thy glory is our rear-ward,
Thy hand our lives doth cover;
And we, e’en we, have passed the sea,
And marched triumphant over;
We own thy great deliverance,
And triumph in Thy favor;
And for the love which now we prove,
Shall praise Thy name for ever.
O Blessed Savior, Son Of God! ( 29 )
O blessed Savior, Son of God!
Who hast redeemed us with Thy blood
From guilt and death and shame–
With joy and praise, Thy people see
The crown of glory worn by Thee,
And worthy Thee proclaim.
Exalted, by the Father’s love,
All thrones and powers and names above,
At God’s right hand in heaven:
Wisdom and riches, power divine,
Blessing and honor, Lord, are Thine–
All things to Thee are given.
Head of the church! Thou sittest there,
Thy members all the blessings share–
Thy blessing, Lord, is ours:
Our life Thou art–Thy grace sustains,
Thy strength in us each victory gains
O’er sin and Satan’s powers.
And soon, the day of glory come,
Thy bride shall reach her destined home,
And all Thy beauty see:
How great our joy to see Thee shine,
To hear Thee own us, Lord, as Thine,
And ever dwell with Thee.
Jesus, The Lord, Our Righteousness! ( 45 )
Jesus, the Lord, our righteousness!
Our beauty Thou, our glorious dress!
Before the throne, in this arrayed,
With joy shall we lift up the head.
Bold shall we stand in that great day,
For who aught to our charge shall lay,
While by Thy blood absolved we are
From sin and guilt, from shame and fear?
Thus Abraham, the friend of God,
Thus all the saints redeemed with blood,
Savior of sinners, Thee proclaim,
And all their boast is in Thy name.
This spotless robe the same appears
In new creation’s endless years,
No age can change its glorious hue,
The robe of Christ is ever new.
Till we behold Thee on Thy throne
In Thee we boast, in Thee alone,
Our beauty this, our glorious dress,
"Jesus, the Lord, our rightness."
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.
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.
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.
Jesus! That Name Is Love ( 109 )
Jesus! That name is love,
Jesus, our Lord!
Jesus, all names above,
Jesus, the Lord!
Thou, Lord our all must be;
Nothing that’s good have we,
Nothing apart from Thee,
Jesus, our Lord!
As Son of man it was,
Jesus, the Lord!
Thou gav’st Thy life for us,
Jesus, our Lord!
Great was indeed Thy love,
All other loves above,
Love Thou didst dearly prove,
Jesus, our Lord!
Righteous alone in Thee,
Jesus, the Lord!
Thou wilt a refuge be,
Jesus, our Lord!
Whom then have we to fear,
What trouble, grief, or care,
Since Thou art ever near,
Jesus, our Lord!
Soon Thou wilt come again,
Jesus, the Lord!
We shall be happy then,
Jesus, our Lord!
When Thine own face we see,
Then shall we like Thee be,
Then evermore with Thee,
Jesus, our Lord.
Behold The Lamb With Glory Crowned! ( 125 )
Behold the Lamb with glory crowned!
To Him all power be 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,
Theme of the ransomed’s song.
Though high yet He accepts the praise
His people offer here;
The faintest, feeblest cry they raise
Will reach the Savior’s ear.
This song be ours, and this alone,
To celebrate the name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to exalt the Lamb.
To Him whom men despise and slight,
To Him be glory given;
The crown is His, and His by right
The highest place in heaven.
In Deep, Eternal Counsel ( 141 )
In deep, eternal counsel,
Before the world was made,
Before its deep foundations
On nothingness were laid;
God purposed us for blessing,
And chose us in His Son,
To Him to be conformed,
When here our course was run.
In present, blest acceptance
In Him who came to die;
In Him who now is seated
At Thy right hand in high;
In grace, which is unchanging,
We stand from day to day,
And prove the boundless mercies
Which strew our pilgrim way.
And when the day of glory
Shall burst upon this scene,
Dispelling all the darkness
Which deep’ning still had been;
Oh, then He’ll come in brightness,
Whom every eye shall see,
Arrayed in power and glory,
And we shall with Him be.
For He who left His glory,
To die upon the tree,
Will soon complete the story
And come again, and we
Conformed to His image
As known, be brought to know,
And with increasing fervor,
Our ceaseless praises flow.
In All Things More Than Conquerors ( 157 )
In all things more than conquerors
Through Him that loved us–
We know that neither death, nor life,
Nor angels, rulers, powers,
Nor present things, nor things to come,
Nor even height, nor depth,
Nor any other creature-thing,
Above, below, around,
Can part us from the love of God
In Jesus Christ our Lord.
"A Little While"–The Lord Shall Come ( 173 )
"A little while"–the Lord shall come,
And we shall wander here no more;
He’ll take us to His Father’s home,
Where He for us is 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 that wait their Lord to see.
"A little while"–’twill soon be past,
Why should we shun the promised cross?
O let us in His footsteps haste,
Counting for Him all else but loss!
For how will recompense His smile,
The sufferings of this little "while."
"A little while"–come, Savior, come!
For Thee Thy bride has tarried long:
Take Thy poor waiting pilgrims home,
To sing the new eternal song,
To see Thy glory, and to be,
In everything conformed to Thee!
O God Of Matchless Grace ( 189 )
O God of matchless grace,
We sing unto Thy name!
We stand accepted in the place
That none but Christ could claim.
Our willing hearts have heard Thy voice,
And in Thy mercy we rejoice.
‘Tis meet that Thy delight
Should center in Thy Son!
That Thou shouldst place us in Thy sight,
In Him, Thy Holy One!
Thy perfect love has cast out fear,
Thy favor 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.
Oh Would We Be As Angels Bright ( 205 )
Oh would we be as angels bright,
To stand before the throne in light,
And join the myriads that proclaim
The honor of th’ ascended Lamb?
Ah, no!–what losers were we thus;
We could not sing, He died for us!
We would not bear an angel’s name;
A sinner saved is what we claim.
We’d rather debtors be to grace
Than fill e’en Gabriel’s honored place,
And washed in Calvary’s precious flood,
Owe all to Christ’s atoning blood.
Happy They Who Trust In Jesus ( 221 )
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 us,
We are precious in His sight;
Thousands now may fall around us,
Thousands more be put to flight,
But His presence
Keeps us safe by day and night.
Lo! our Savior never slumbers,
Ever watchful is His care;
Though we cannot boast of numbers
In His strength secure we are.
Sweet their portion,
Who our Savior’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 protected
All their foes they boldly dare.
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.
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.