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cresThe Judge of all men doth appear, 183

C.M. f On clouds of glory seated ! p Low at His cross I view the day mf The Lord will come and not be slow When heaven and earth shall pass His footsteps cannot err; away,

Before Him righteousness shall go, cres And thus prepare to meet Him. His royal harbinger. v. 1 Anon. bnsed on B. Ringwal.lt; | mf Mercy and truth that long were vv. 2, 3 W. B. Collyer, v. 2 altd.

missed, T. Cotterill, v. 3 altd. Anon.

Now joyfully are met;

dimSweet peace and righteousness 182

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have kissed,

And hand in hand are set. f ALL faded is the glowing light That once from heaven shone,

mf Truth from the earth, like to a

flower,
When startled shepherds in the
night

Shall bud and blossom then ;
The angels came upon.

And Justice, from her heavenly

bower, mf 0. shine again, ye angel host,

Look down on mortal men. And say that He is near ; Though but a simple few at most mp Rise, Lord, judge Thou the earth Believe He will appear.

ín might,

This longing earth redress; mp Ye heavens, that have been growing cresFor Thou art He Who shall by dark,

right Now also are ye dumb; ["Hark, The nations all possess. When shall the listeners say; mf The nations all whom Thou hast They're singing-He will come”?

made mf Lord, come again, 0, come again, Shall come, and all shall frame Come even as Thou wilt;

dimTo bow them low before Thee, Lord, But not anew to suffer pain,

And glorify Thy Name.
And strive with human guilt.

f For great Thou art, and wonders mf 0, come again, Thou mighty King,

great Let earth Thy glory see ;

By Thy strong hand are done;
And et us hear the angels sing, Thou, in Thine everlasting seat,
“He comes with victory."

Remainest God alone.
T. T. Lynch.

Cento from J. Milton, r. 4, 1. 2 altd. 19.-HIS NAMES, MEDIATORIAL TITLES, AND OFFICES. 184

6.6.6.6.8.8.

That ever mortal knew,

That angels ever bore : mf Join all the glorious names All are too mean to speak His worth,

Of wisdom, love, and power, Too mean to set my Saviour forth.

mf But oh! what gentle terms, 185

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What condescending ways
Doth our Redeemer use

mf ONE Lord there is, all lords above; To teach His heavenly grace !

His name is Truth, His name is cresMine eyes with joy and wonder seg Love,

What forms of love He bears for me. His name is Beauty, it is Light, mf Great Prophet of my God,

His will is Everlasting Right.
My tongue would bless Thymf But ah! to Wrong, what is His
Name :

name?
By Thee the joyful news

This Lord is a consuming flame Of our salvation came,

To every wrong beneath the sun : cresThe joyful news of sins forgiven, He is one Lord, the Holy One. Of hell subdued, and peace with

f Lord of the Everlasting Name, heaven.

Truth, Beauty, Light, Consuming J Be Thou my Counsellor,

Flame!
My Pattern, and my Guide, dimShall I not lift my heart to Thee,
And through this desert land, And ask Thee, Lord, to rule in me ?
Still keep me near Thy side :

P

If I be ruled in other wise, po let my feet ne'er run astray,

My lot is cast with all that dies ; Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way.

With things that harm, and things imf I love my Shepherd's voice,

that hate;

[gate--His watchful eye spall keep And roam by night and miss the My wandering soul among mf The happy gate, which leads to The thousands of His sreep :

where cresHe feeds His flock, He calls their

Love is like sunshine in the air, names,

cresAnd Love and Law are both the His bosom bears the tender lambs.;

same,
Jesus, my great High Priest, f Named with an Everlasting Name.
P
Offered His blood, and died ;

W. B. Rands.
My guilty conscience seeks
No sacrifice beside :

186

9.9.9.9. | His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. mf Rest of the weary, Joy of the sad;

p Hope of the dreary, f Light of the mf My dear almighty Lord,

glad :

[to the end ; My Conqu’ror and my King, Home of the stranger, Strength Thy sceptre and Thy sword, cresRefuge from danger, Saviour and Thy reigning grace I sing :

Friend. dimThine is the power; behold, I sit In willing bonds beneath Thy feet. mp Pillow where lying, love rests its

head ;

[dead ; 1. Watts. p Peace of the dying, f Life of the

mi

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I'll cry,

cresPath of the lowly, Prize at the end : mp Weak is the effort of my heart, Breath of the holy, Saviour and ! And cold my warmest thought ; Friend.

cresBut when I see Thee as Thou art,

I'll praise Thee as I ought : mp When my feet stumble, to Thee

mf Till then, I would Thy love proCrown of the humble, f Cross of

claim the high;

With every fleeting breath ; cresWhen my steps wander, over me And may the music of Thy name bend,

dim Refresh my soul in death. Truer and fonder, Saviour and

J. Newton, v. 4, 1. 1 altd.
Friend.

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L.M. mf Ever confessing Thee, I will raise cres Unto Thee blessing, glory, and mf O CHRIST, our true and only Light. praise ;

[end, Illumine those who sit in night, All my endeavour, world without cresLet those afar now hear Thy voice, I Thine to be ever, Saviour and And in Thy fold with us rejoice. Friend.

p And all who else have strayed J. S. B. Monsell.

from Thee, 187

Oh gently seek! Thy healing be
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Toevery wounded conscience given. mf How sweet the name of Jesus cresAnd let them also share Thy sounds

heaven. In a believer's ear! (wounds, p It soothes his sorrows, heals his p Oh make the deaf to hear_Thy

word,

[dear Lord, And drives away his fear.

cresAnd teach the dumb to speak, p It makes the wounded spirit whole, Who dare not yet the faith avow,

And calms the troubled breast : p Though secretly they hold it now. 'Tis manna to the hungry soul,

mp Shine on the darkened and the cold, And to the weary, rest.

Recall the wanderers from Thy mf Dear name! the rock on which I fold, build ;

cres Unite those now who walk apart, My shield and hiding-place,

Confirm the weak and doubting ; My never-failing treasury, filled

heart. With boundless stores of grace. f So they with us may evermore f Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian,

Such grace with wondering thanks Friend;

adore, My Prophet, Priest, and King ;

ff' And endless praise to Thee be given My Lord, my Life, my Way, my

By all Thy Church in earth and End,

heaven. Accept the praise I bring. J. Heermann, tr. Catherine Winkworth.

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7.6.7.6. mf 0 JESUS, ever present.

O Shepherd, ever kind,
Thy very Name is music

To ear, and heart, and mind. mf It woke our wondering childhood

To muse on things above;
It drew our harder manhood

With cords of mighty love.
P
How oft to sure destruction

Our feet had gone astray,
Wert Thou not, patient Shepherd,

The Guardian of our way. p How oft in darkness fallen,

And wounded sore by sin,
Thy Hand has gently raised us,

And healing balm poured in. mf Thy Voice, in life so mighty,

In death shall make us bold :
O bring us all together

To Thine eternal fold.
inf 0 Shepherd good l we follow

And trust in Thee for all,
To guide us and to feed us,
And raise us when we fall.

L. Tuttiett. 190

6.5.6.5.
р JESU, meek and gentle,

Son of God most High,
Pitying, loving Saviour,

Hear Thy children's cry. mf Pardon our offences,

Loose our captive chains,
Break down every idol

Which our soul detains. f Give us holy freedom,

Fill our hearts with love,

Draw us, holy Jesu,

To the realms above. mf Lead us on our journey,

Be Thyself the Way
Through earth's passing darkness

To Heaven's endless day.
P Jesu, meek and gentle,

Son of God most High,
Pitying, loving Saviour,
Hear Thy children's cry.

G. R. Prynne. 191

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PART I.
[f IMMORTAL Love, for ever full,

For ever flowing free,
For ever shared, for ever whole,

A never-ebbing sea ! mf Our outward lips confess the Name

All other names above;
Love only knoweth whence it cam

And comprehendeth love.] mf We may not climb the heavenly

steeps To bring the Lord Christ down : In vain we search the lowest deeps,

For Him no depths can drown. mp But warm, sweet, tender even yet

A present help is He;
And faith has still its Olivet,

· And love its Galilee. mp The healing of His seamless dress

Is by our beds of pain ; [press, We touch Him in life's throng and

And we are whole again. mp Through Him the first fond prayers

are said

Our lips of childhood frame, dimThe last low whispers of our dead

Are burdened with His Name.

mf O Lord and Master of us all! mf Alone, O Love ineffable ! Whate'er our name or sign,

Thy saving Name is given ; Weown Thysway, we hear Thy call. p To

turn aside from Thee is hell, We test our lives by Thine. f

To walk with Thee is heaven! PART II.

C.M.

mf Our Friend, our Brother, and our mf O LORD and Master of us all!

Lord,
Whate'er our name or sign,

What may Thy service be ?
Weown Thysway, we hear Thy call, Nor name,

nor form, nor ritual We test our lives by Thine.

word. mf Thou judgest us: Thy purity

But simply following Thee.
Doth all our lusts condemn;
The love that draws us nearer Thee mp Thy litanies, sweet offices

Of love and gratitude ;
Is hot with wrath to them.

cresThy sacramental liturgies mp Our thoughts lie open to Thy sight; The joy of doing good.

And, naked to Thy glance, Our secret sins are in the light

f The heart must ring Thy Christmas Of Thy pure countenance.

bells,

Thy inward altars raise, mp Yet, weak and blinded though we

Its faith and hopes Thy canticles, be,

And its obedience praise ! Thou dost our service own; cresWe bring our varying gifts to Thee,

J. G. Whittier. And Thou rejectest none. 192

8.7.8.7., double. mf To Thee our full humanity, Its joys and pains belong ;

mf LIGHT of those whose dreary The wrong of man to man on Thee

dwelling Inflicts a deeper wrong.

Borders on the shades of death,

Come, and by Thy love's revealing, inf Deep strike Thy roots, O heavenly

Dissipate the clouds beneath, Vine,

The

heaven and earth's Within our earthly sod,

Creator,
Most human, and yet most divine,

In our deepest darkness rise,
The flower of man and God.

Scattering all the night of nature,
PART III.

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Pouring eyesight on our eyes. P WE faintly hear, we dimly see, mp Still we wait for Thine appearing : In differing phrase we pray ;

Life and joy Thy beams impart, cresBut, dim or clear, we own in Thee

Chasing all our fears, and cheering of The Light, the Truth, the Way!

Every poor, benighted heart. p Apart from Thee all gain is loss, Come and manifest the favour All labour vainly done ;

God hath for our ransomed race; The solemn shadow of Thy Cross cresCome, Thou universal Saviour, Is better than the sun.

Come and bring the gospel grace

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