While to several paths dividing,
We our pilgrimage pursue,
May our Shepherd, safely guiding,
Still be kept in constant view.
May the bond of blest communion
Every distant soul embrace,
Till, in everlasting union,
We attain our resting-place.

Praise the Lord! He died to save us!
‘Tis by Him alone we live;
And in Him the Father gave us
All that boundless love could give:
Life eternal
In the Savior we receive.

Savior, come, Thy saints are waiting,
Waiting for the nuptial day,
Thence their promised glory dating;
Come, and bear Thy saints away.
Come, Lord Jesus,
Thus Thy waiting people pray.

Base, the wish, and vain th’ endeavor,
Here on earth to find our rest;
Till we see Thy face, we never
Shall or can be fully blest;
In Thy presence
Nothing shall our peace molest.

Lord, we wait for Thine appearing;
"Tarry not," Thy people say;
Bright the prospect is, and cheering,
Of beholding Thee that day;
When our sorrow
Shall for ever pass away.

Till it comes, O keep us steady,
Keep us walking in Thy ways;
At Thy call may we be ready,
On Thee, Lord, with joy to gaze;
And in glory
Sing Thine everlasting praise.

Father, we commend our spirits
To Thy love, in Jesus’ name,
Love which His atoning merits
Give us confidence to claim.

O how sweet, how real a pleasure
Flows from love so full and free!
‘Tis a vast exhaustless treasure,
Savior, we possess in Thee!

From the world and its confusion,
Here we turn and find our rest,
From its care and its delusion,
Turn to Thee, in whom we’re blest.

By the Holy Ghost anointed,
May we do the Father’s will,
Walk the path by Him appointed,
All His pleasure to fulfil.

"Abba, Father," we approach Thee
In our Savior’s precious name;
We, Thy children, here assembling,
Now the promised blessing claim.
From our guilt His blood has washed us,
‘Tis through Him our souls draw nigh;
And Thy Spirit too has taught us
"Abba, Father," thus to cry.

Once as prodigals we wandered
In our folly far from Thee;
But Thy grace, o’er sin abounding,
Rescued us from misery:
Clothed in garments of salvation,
At Thy table is our place;
We rejoice, and Thou rejoicest,
In the riches of Thy grace.

Thou the prodigal hast pardoned,
"Kissed us" with a Father’s love;
"Killed the fatted calf," and called us
E’er to dwell with Thee above.
"It is meet," we hear Thee saying,
"We should merry be and glad;
I have found my once lost children,
Now they live who once were dead."

"Abba, Father!" we adore Thee,
While the hosts in heaven above
E’en in us now learn the wonders
Of Thy wisdom, grace and love.
Soon before Thy throne assembled,
All Thy children shall proclaim
Abba’s love as shown in Jesus,
And how full is Abba’s name!

May the Savior’s love and merit
Fill our hearts both night and day,
And the unction of His Spirit
All our thoughts and actions sway.

May we thus, in God confiding,
And from self-dependence free,
Find our rest–in Christ abiding–
Till with joy Himself we see.

Come, Thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Calls for ceaseless songs of praise.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love:
Yet Thou, Lord, hast deigned to seal it
With Thy Spirit from above.

Rescued thus from sin and danger,
Purchased by the Savior’s blood,
May I walk on earth a stranger,
As a son and heir of God.

On His Father’s throne is seated
Christ the Lord, the living One!
All His toil on earth completed,
All His work for sinner’s done;
In the glory
See Him, God’s eternal Son!

Every knee shall bow before Him,
Every tongue confess His name,
Ransomed myriads shall adore Him,
Who endured the sinner’s shame!
From the glory
God doth now His worth proclaim.

Man the cross to Him awarded;
Man the Savior crucified;
This world’s judgement stands recorded,
God’s own justice satisfied!
By the glory
Christ was claimed on earth who died.

Son of man, His incarnation
Opened first the tale of grace;
Son of man, in new creation
Leader of a chosen race!
Well may glory
Crown Him, in the ordered place!

Once we stood in condemnation,
Waiting thus the sinner’s doom,
Christ in death has wrought salvation,
God has raised Him from the tomb.

As strangers then to God we lived,
Filled with enmity and fear;
Our souls from death He has reprieved,
Love revealed and brought us near.

Now we see in Christ’s acceptance
But the measure of our own;
Him who lay beneath our sentence,
Seated high upon the throne.

Quickened, raised, and Him seated,
We a full deliverance know;
Every foe has been defeated,
Every enemy laid low.

Now we have a life in union
With the risen life above;
Now we drink in sweet communion
Some rich foretaste of His love.

Soon, O Lord, in brightest glory,
All its vastness we’ll explore;
Soon we’ll cast our crowns before Thee,
Whilst we worship and adore.

Gracious Lord! my heart is fixed
Sing I will, and sing of Thee,
Since the cup that justice mixed
Thou hast drunk, and drunk for me:
Great Deliverer!
Thou hast set the prisoner free.

Many were the chains that bound me,
But the Lord has loosed them all:
Arms of mercy now surround me,
Favors these, nor few, nor small:
Savior keep me!
Keep Thy servant, lest he fall.

Fair the scene that lies before me,
Life eternal Jesus gives;
While He waves His banner o’er me,
Sure His promise!
I shall live because He lives.

When the world would bid me leave Thee,
Telling me of shame and loss,
Savior, guard me, lest I grieve Thee,
Lest I cease to love Thy cross:
This is treasure;
All the rest I count but dross.

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.

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.

Child of God, by Christ’s salvation,
Rise o’er sin, and fear, and care–
Joy to find in every station
Something still to do or bear;
Think what Spirit dwells within thee–
Think what Father’s smiles are thine–
Think that Jesus died to win thee–
Child of God! wilt thou repine?

Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith and winged by prayer,
Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee,
God’s right hand shall guide thee there;
Soon shall close thine earthly mission,
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days,
Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

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.

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.

"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’s the refuge of the lost;
Christ’s 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 have built.

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.

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.

All the path the saints are treading,
Trodden by the Son of God
All the sorrows they are feeling,
Felt by Him along the road:
All the darkness and the sorrow
From around and from within,
All the joy and all the triumph,
He passed through apart from sin.

Now come forth in resurrection,
Passing onward to the throne;
Having suffered all the judgement,
Borne the storm of wrath alone:
He is able thus to succor
Those who tread the desert sand,
Pressing on to resurrection,
Where He sits at God’s right hand.

Now He praises in th’ assembly,
Now the sorrow all is passed;
His the earnest of our portion,
We must reach the goal at last.
Yes, He praises! grace recounting
All the path already trod–
We associated with Him–
God, our Father and our God.

Join the singing that He leadeth,
Loud to God our voices raise;
Every step that we have trodden
Is a triumph of His grace;
Whether joy, or whether trial,
All can only work for good,
For He healeth all–who loves us,
And hath bought us with His blood.

It is finished! It is finished!
Who can tell redemption’s worth?
He who knows it leads the singing–
Full the joy as fierce the wrath.
Taken up in resurrection,
Desert ways rehearsed above,
Tell the power of God’s salvation,
And His never-failing love.

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.

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.

Savior! lead us by Thy power
Safe into the promised rest;
Choose the path, the way whatever
Seems to Thee, O Lord, the best:
Be our Guide in every peril,
Watch and keep us night and day,
Else our foolish hearts will wander
From the straight and narrow way.

Since in Thee is our redemption,
And salvation full and free,
Nothing need our souls dishearten
But forgetfulness of Thee:
Naught can stay our steady progress,
More than conquerors we shall be,
If our eye, whate’er the danger,
Looks to Thee, and none but Thee.

In Thy presence we are happy;
In Thy presence we’re secure;
In Thy presence all afflictions
We can easily endure;
In Thy presence we can conquer,
We can suffer, we can die;
Wandering from Thee we are feeble;
Let Thy love, Lord, keep us nigh.