A little child and weaned,

Upon its mother’s knee,

A loving mother’s mind and will,

Is all it needs to see.

How peacefully it rests,

That tender loving child,

The silent tears of pleasure fall,

To see it reconciled.

O, soul of mine be still,

And learn this lesson well;

The souls thus weaned and quietened

In peace with Jesus dwell.

Within the heart resigned,

God shall His will reveal

O’er thy whole being thou shalt find,

The peace of Heaven steal.

God claims the right divine,

To mould and form the will:

Until its chief delight shall be,

His pleasure to fulfill.

O, soul of mine take heed,

Shun not the chast’ning rod,

All labour is entirely vain,

Unless you work with God.

The haughty heart and mind,

The lofty eyes brought low,

Would humbly seek the mind of God,

And nothing else would do.

In Israel’s God I hope,

From henceforth evermore,

With willing heart and mind I shall,

His will obey, adore.

’Tis all I ask, beloved,

A heart and mind set free,

As turns the needle to the pole,

To follow after me.

A little while to bear the cross,

And share with Christ reproach and loss,

To face the world, its scorn and frown,

Before we lay our armour down.

A little while to fight the fight,

Strong in His strength and Spirit’s might;

The Lord is on our side, and we,

Through Him, shall gain the victory.

A little while the course to run,

And then eternity begun;

We’ll see His face and share His bliss,

Receive the crown of righteousness.

A little while the faith to keep,

And on the mountains seek His sheep,

His precious gospel to proclaim,

And glorify the Master’s name.

Abide in God’s most holy will,

Let nothing tempt you to depart,

Obedient, confident and still,

Serve Him with undivided heart.

Let all His choice and will be thine,

Sustain you in the wilderness,

For Jesus sake earth’s joys decline,

He is your crown and righteousness.

The way of life unfaltering,

Still follow on as Jesus leads,

Obey His voice unquestioning,

For you He lives and intercedes.

Abide in Him thou shalt prevail,

Cast not away your confidence,

His promises shall never fail,

How great will be your confidence.

Abide in Him, with patience run the race;

To overcome, the Lord will give you grace.

Abide in Him when tempted by the wrong;

Keep firm and true: the weak in Him are strong.

Abide in Him when trials press you sore:

His grace will prove sufficient o’er and o’er.

Abide in Him, the cross for Him endure;

And make your calling and election sure.

Abide in Him, though others turn aside;

The living branch will in the vine abide.

Abide in Him, obedient to His will;

His purpose in your life He will fulfil.

Abide in Him, consider Him alone

And let Him rule your heart and take the throne.

Abide in Him, continue to the end,

The Shepherd true will all His sheep defend.

Oh let Him not bestow His grace in vain,

Abide in Him, until He comes again.

Afar from all the world apart,

Within the temple of my heart,

I worship God,

My feet shall follow all the way,

My Saviour trod till endless day,

Breaks on my view.

With prayers and fastings day and night,

To serve Him now my chief delight,

My sole employ,

For one unworthy it is meet,

That I should fall and kiss His feet,

And weep for joy.

He gave His all so willingly,

He sacrificed His life for me,

That I might live,

My every ransomed power I bring

To honour and to serve my King,

My life I give.

From Him I never shall depart,

His love has sealed me on His heart,

For evermore,

O, blessèd joy when I shall see

His face and serve eternally,

His will adore.

O service true for ever blest,

To cease from self in God to rest,

And let His will,

Accomplish all His work begun,

Until the image of His Son,

My soul shall bear.

With prayers and fastings I shall serve,

And from His service never swerve,

Sustained by grace,

My highest joy to give my all,

Till with adoring hosts I fall,

Before His face.

All my life I yield to Jesus,

As an offering glad and free:

Under His control and guidance,

Henceforth I desire to be.

All my life I yield to Jesus,

He will keep me by His power.

In the time of fiery trial

He will be my strength and tower.

All my life I yield to Jesus,

He will keep me in the way

Undefiled to serve Him only,

By His grace from day to day.

All my life I yield to Jesus,

I will trust His love and grace.

In His mercy stand before Him,

Serve Him in the Holy place.

All my life I yield to Jesus,

All my powers and all my will.

I will labour for His glory

And His righteous law fulfill.

All my springs arise in Jesus,

He my inmost need supplies,

Satisfies my heart’s deep longings,

Quells the fears which oft arise.

I sit down beneath His shadow,

Resting there with great delight;

Sweet refreshing in His presence,

Songs He giveth in the night.

Sweet refreshing in His presence,

Songs He giveth in the night.

All my springs arise in Jesus,

Love empow’rs the highest choice;

Though I sleep, my heart awaketh

At the sound of His dear voice.

Come to me, my Wellbelovèd

Gloom departs when Thou art near

Source and fount of living waters,

Joy and health and hope and cheer.

Source and fount of living waters,

Joy and health and hope and cheer.

All my springs arise in Jesus,

I have found Him whom I love;

He has kindly looked upon me,

Fixed my heart on things above.

He is chief among ten thousand,

My Redeemer, Saviour, Friend;

In His eyes I have found favour,

Loved with love which knows no end.

In His eyes I have found favour,

Loved with love which knows no end.

All my springs arise in Jesus,

In His favour there is life;

In His wondrous love abiding,

There is rest from sin and strife.

He will keep me free from evil

Till the dawn of endless day;

I shall see Him in His beauty

When the shadows flee away.

I shall see Him in His beauty

When the shadows flee away.

All that Thou sayest I will do.

My Master and my God.

In this surrendered heart of mine.

Thy love now shed abroad.

Let love constrain me to obey,

Thy word of counsel now alway.

All that Thou sayest I will do.

With grateful heart and mind.

I’ll follow on, forsaking all,

And leave myself behind,

Thy faithful servant I will be,

To serve one Master only Thee.

All that Thou sayest I will do.

Moved by Thy love Divine;

Thy will shall overpower my will,

And make it wholly Thine.

Work Thou in me Thou Holy One,

Let Thine own will in me be done.

All that Thou sayest I will do.

Obeying from my heart.

Thy voice Thy word most willingly,

I’ll choose the better part.

O, let Thy will be done in me,

Reign now and reign eternally .

Alone, yes all alone

I struggle on,

Heartsore, footsore, wearied,

Strength almost gone,

Who, who shall hear my cry,

Man’s help is vain,

None careth for my soul,

None feels my pain.

Alone, yet not alone,

Sorrow and dread,

Compass me round about,

On this I’m fed,

Nothing to soothe my heart,

No balm to heal,

Overwhelmed by weakness,

No one to feel.

Alone, yet not alone,

Hope lends her ray,

Shining in friendliness,

O’er life’s dark way,

Faith whispers tenderly,

Faint not, but pray,

Thy God will be with thee,

With thee alway.

Alone with Jesus in the secret place

My soul delights to dwell;

The hunger of my heart is satisfied,

He speaks and all is well.

How calm and peaceful is the rest He gives,

And every voice is still.

In silence deep within that fair retreat

I learn His Holy will.

No friend like Him can sympathize and feel

His heart can understand,

Those blessèd feet have marked the rugged path

Across the desert land.

That face so marred still beams with tender love

His chosen souls to lead.

And for His ransomed ones He ever lives

At God’s right hand to plead.

Deep calleth unto deep my prayers ascend

Like incense to His Throne,

God’s heart is moved to meet my every need,

While waiting there alone.

In bliss profound within the holiest

My will is lost in Thine.

I fall to worship at Thy pierced feet

Impelled by love divine.

The God of grace and truth is near my side

His voice so still and clear

Within that sacred place alone with Him

Is music in my ear.

The spirit of His truth He there imparts,

It fills my inmost soul.

Myself and former things forgotten now

All cares on Him I roll.

My heart possessed, my life controlled by God,

Purposed to do His will,

Against the world the flesh and devil is

Thus made invincible.

No powers can shake the tranquil mind that’s stayed

On the eternal one.

In perfect harmony with Him they go

Until the race is run.

Another day in which to prove,

A Father’s love and tender care;

He will impart sufficient grace,

As patiently the cross we bear.

Another day to face the foe,

Strong in His strength and spirit’s might;

In armour clad with shield of faith,

We put our enemies to flight.

Another day in which to strive

And hope the mastery to gain;

The life of self to mortify,

And let the Saviour rule and reign.

Another day in which to live,

And prove the riches of His grace;

The poor and contrite heart is meet,

To be the Master’s dwelling place.

Another day of grace is mine,

To sit and learn at Jesus’ feet:

His work within my heart begun,

He will continue and complete.

Another day is ended,

How soon it passed away,

Another day has ended,

Which shortens my brief stay;

I too must end my journey,

My pilgrimage must cease,

’Tis nought the toil and conflict,

If but the end is peace.

See how the shadows lengthen,

The night is coming on,

All nations now are slumb’ring,

The night will soon be gone;

The darkness will surround me,

Hush, hush, my soul be still;

There’s light beyond this bound’ry,

It gleams on yonder hill.

I close my eyes in slumber—

I sigh, ’tis not a moan;

An unseen hand sustains me—

I know I’m not alone;

I rest, I cannot help it,

Unconscious of the night—

I wake, the sun is shining;

How radiant is its light.

Eternal is the morning—

I rise to sin no more;

Immortal life’s my portion,

On Heaven’s blissful shore:

The night of sorrow ended—

My earthly race is run,

My mortal life is finished,

My life has just begun.

Another step, Oh, faint not by the way,

Remember Jesus said we ought to pray,

The prayer of faith will heal your weary soul,

The eye of faith can see the heav’nly goal.

Another step, my Saviour is ahead,

The path He went; thy willing feet must tread,

Then follow in His footsteps faithfully,

Eternal glory is awaiting thee.

Another step, thy Saviour’s welcome voice

Shall bid thy soul forevermore rejoice,

The desert past; the patient watchings o’er,

The former things shall trouble thee no more.

Another step, His pleasure to fulfill,

Another step according to His will,

Another step to finish in the race,

And then the joy of home— thy Saviour’s face.

Are you oft discouraged,

Sore oppressed within,

When you lose the vict’ry

Which you fain would win,

Haste away to Jesus

Though your doubts pursue,

Power He will impart to you.

Tell Him all your sorrows,

Shattered hopes and fears,

He was sore afflicted

And will surely hear,

Wearied well nigh fainting

He will strength renew

Power He will impart to you.

He like you was tempted

And in all points tried,

Tender is His mercy

You won’t be denied,

Every fiery trial

He will bring you through,

Power He will impart to you.

Satan’s power resisting

God will take your part,

He will cleanse you daily

Keep you pure in heart,

His Eternal glory

Ever keep in view,

Power He will impart to you.

Arise! thou sun of righteousness

With healing in thy wings;

Flood all my soul, and fill my heart,

And touch the secret springs

That I may worship and adore,

With raptured saints above;

Who laud and praise thy holy Name,

In pure and perfect love.

Arise! thou sun of righteousness

Let thy life giving rays;

Pierce through the gloom, dispel the night,

And lead me in thy ways,

Thou source and fount of purest life,

Draw me, that I may be

Set free from sin, self found no more,

Lost, swallowed up in Thee.

Arise! thou sun of righteousness

Arise, no more go down;

Thy gentleness shall make me great,

Thy lovingkindness crown:

Keep thou the vineyard of my soul,

I would the world should know,

Though black, but comely, I am thine,

The sun hath made me so.

Arise! thou sun of righteousness

In all thy glory shine;

And by thy mighty power transform,

This willing heart of mine:

My mother’s children then shall see

Thy life in me begun;

In Thee, made perfect and complete,

My centre and my sun.

As you journey home with Jesus,

On the heav’nly manna fed,

Let your heart go out to others:

With the hungry share your bread.

Are you bearing fruit for Jesus,

Or a cumb’rer of the ground?

Those who seek to succour many,

Rich in fruitfulness abound.

“Give, it shall to you be given”

Prove this golden rule is true.

Well pressed down and running over,

Thus the Lord will give to you.

Let your life be one of service

In the Master’s harvest field,

Sacrificed for Him unsparing;

Rich and sure will be the yield.

Be it unto me Lord Jesus,

Just according to Thy Word.

I would be the empty vessel,

That Thy name might be adored,

Dwell within me by Thy Spirit,

Keep me sanctified and still,

Doing only Thy good pleasure,

Yielding to Thy Holy Will.

May I never grieve Thy Spirit

Thou hast sealed me as Thine own,

Keep me spirit, soul and body,

Thine and only Thine alone,

Free from every power of evil,

Daily under Thy control,

Planted by the Living Waters,

Prospering within my soul.

Lord when heart and flesh would fail me,

May I prove Thee near my side

Be my strength and habitation,

Shepherd, Counsellor and guide,

’Mid the scenes of desolation,

Earthly lusts on every hand,

Lead me on a pilgrim stranger,

Safely through the desert land.

We have no abiding city,

None beneath the glowing sun.

Soon our days of toil and labour

For the Master will be done,

All our night of grief and sorrow,

Care and pain will pass a way,

And with Jesus in the glory,

We shall dwell in perfect day.

Be it unto me Lord Jesus,

Just according to Thy Word.

I would be the empty vessel,

That Thy name might be adored,

Dwell within me by Thy Spirit,

Keep me sanctified and still,

Doing only Thy good pleasure,

Yielding to Thy Holy Will;

Doing only Thy good pleasure,

Yielding to Thy Holy Will.

May I never grieve Thy Spirit

Thou hast sealed me as Thine own,

Keep me spirit, soul and body,

Thine and only Thine alone,

Free from every power of evil,

Daily under Thy control,

Planted by the Living Waters,

Prospering within my soul;

Planted by the Living Waters,

Prospering within my soul.

Lord when heart and flesh would fail me,

May I prove Thee near my side

Be my strength and habitation,

Shepherd, Counsellor and guide,

’Mid the scenes of desolation,

Earthly lusts on every hand,

Lead me on a pilgrim stranger,

Safely through the desert land;

Lead me on a pilgrim stranger,

Safely through the desert land.

We have no abiding city,

None beneath the glowing sun.

Soon our days of toil and labour

For the Master will be done,

All our night of grief and sorrow,

Care and pain will pass a way,

And with Jesus in the glory,

We shall dwell in perfect day;

And with Jesus in the glory,

We shall dwell in perfect day.

Be not silent O, my Saviour,

Let me hear Thy tender voice,

Look upon me now with favour,

Speak and bid my soul rejoice.

Let me see Thy face Lord Jesus,

Meet Thy kind and loving eye,

Over power and fill my being,

With Thy love that cannot die.

Be not silent O, my Saviour,

Speak, Thy word shall quicken me,

Feed my soul and clear my vision,

Strength impart to follow Thee.

Be not silent O, my Saviour,

Speak, and touch my stony heart,

Soften and subdue my spirit,

Grace and gentleness impart.

Be not silent O, my Saviour,

This I earnestly implore,

Let Thy love in me abounding,

Teach me how to love Thee more.

Be still and know that I am God,

Cease from thyself and sin.

In silence wait and thou shalt hear,

God’s still small voice within.

Be still and know that I am God,

And hearken to my voice.

In quietness and confidence,

Thy soul shall then rejoice.

Be still and know that I am God,

In stillness thou art blest.

Thy restless soul would intervene,

And keep thee from Gods rest.

Be still and know that I am God,

Let light and glory shine.

On Thy dark heart and thou shalt know,

That life which is divine.

Be still and know that I am God,

Though doubts and fears dismay.

Cleave solely to the God of truth,

Thy refuge strength and stay.

Be still and know that I am God,

When fierce temptations try,

Stand fast with faith unwavering,

The Lord of Hosts is nigh.

Be still and know that I am God,

Fear not, the subtle foes,

Wait patiently, rest in the Lord,

In deep, profound repose.

Be still and know that I am God,

Steady and fixed thy will

With humble heart subdued and meek,

God’s purpose to fulfill.

Be still and know that I am God,

’Tis but a just demand,

Passive, forgetful of thyself,

Stir not beneath God’s hand.

Be still and know that I am God,

Keep silent O, my soul,

Thy meat to simply yield to Him,

Pliant to His control.

Be still and know that I am God,

My heart, my mind, be still,

Lowly and pure, detached from all,

But God and His good will.

Be still and know that I am God,

And seek not to be great,

The empty vessel God will fill,

Regard Thy low estate.

Be still and know that I am God,

Calm, peaceful and apart,

Enclosed, concealed and hid with Him

Who dwells within thy heart.

Be still and know that I am God,

Abase self will and pride,

The flowers and fruits of virtue grow,

When self has truly died.

Be ye immovable, steadfast in heart,

Strength for the conflict the Lord will impart.

Great is His faithfulness; He cannot fail.

Keep on pursuing; His arm will prevail.

Keep on pursuing; His arm will prevail.

Be ye immovable facing the foe,

Courage and wisdom the Lord will bestow.

War a good warfare, and cease not to fight,

Strong in the Lord and the pow’r of His might.

Strong in the Lord and the pow’r of His might.

Be ye immovable, quit not the field,

Trust in the Lord, and our foes then must yield.

Press on to conquer, and never gainsay,

Steadfastly minded to go all the way.

Steadfastly minded to go all the way.

Be ye immovable, firm to the end,

Patient endurance the Lord will extend.

Tender, compassionate, heart full of love,

Faithful the One interceding above.

Faithful the One interceding above.

Before the throne my Saviour stands,

By faith I see Him pleading there,

My heart is softened and subdued,

To see His constant gracious care.

For all Thy tenderness and love,

What shall I render Saviour mine,

All Thou hast purchased with Thy blood,

Shall be forever wholly Thine.

Thy tender mercies over all,

My heart and spirit shall incline,

That I may see and understand,

The magnitude of love divine.

How great the love that tasted death,

And drank that awful cup for me,

God’s wrath appeased was swallowed up,

My soul is justified and free.

God’s justice fully satisfied,

My Saviour’s sprinkled blood I see,

Is speaking, cannot be denied,

Before the Throne continually.

Behold the King of love

At your heart’s door;

His gracious, holy will,

Resist no more.

Oh, love surpassing sweet,

So long to wait!

His grace, how rich and free,

Exceeding great!

Forsaken of His God,

He drank the gall;

His deathless love, how strong!

It claims your all.

His love can never fail;

O trust Him now;

To all His heart demands,

In silence bow.

Behold the Lamb of God

Who came to this dark world of sin,

He opened wide the gate of Heav’n

That we might enter in.

Behold the Lamb of God

Who died upon the cruel tree,

His hands, His feet, His wounded side

Proclaim His love for thee.

Behold the Lamb of God

Arose triumphant from the grave,

He saves unto the uttermost,

He ever lives to save.

Behold the Lamb of God

Shall come to judge the quick and dead,

Then where, Oh where, shall you appear

When Heav’n and earth are fled.

Behold the Lamb of God

Who pleads before the Father’s throne,

Oh say, will you be found in Him

Saved by His blood alone?

Blessèd words, “Found in the Spirit,”

On that barren, lonely shore;

Blest his ear, thrice blessed his vision,

Blest indeed for evermore.

Nothing can dissolve the union,

None can separate or part

When the spirit joins with Spirit,

And the heart beats true with heart.

Blessèd, those who in the spirit,

’Mid scenes dark and desolate,

Are found ready, waiting, serving,

High and noble their estate.

Blest the reader, blest the hearer,

Those who shall observe and do;

Keep their first love ever burning,

And their Master’s will in view.

Blessèd record God has given,

Of His well beloved Son;

Blessèd those who keep His sayings,

Till the crown of life is won.

Body, soul and spirit,

Unreservedly

All my powers and being

I resign to Thee,

Nothing now withholding,

Till Thy work is done,

Let Thy power unhindered

Make me like Thy Son.

Let the powers of darkness

Evermore oppose,

Subtle and deceitful

Hard and cruel foes,

Ruthless and relentless,

Seek to claim my heart.

In Thy lovingkindness

Bid them all depart.

All the works of Satan

In my mind destroy,

In Thy holy service

All my powers employ,

Father, Son and Spirit,

Marshalled by Thy grace

Keep me ever faithful,

In the lowly place.

Truth cannot be broken,

Jesus for my sin

Gave Himself a ransom.

Now I enter in,

Into God’s own presence,

Where my Saviour pleads,

Full of grace and mercy,

He supplies my needs.

Truth which cannot perish,

Neither change not fail,

Dwell in me for ever

O’er my foes prevail.

Then in countless conflicts

I shall surely win,

Since the “More than Conqueror”

Is enthroned within.

Body, spirit, soul, Lord Jesus,

Unreservedly

I commit without gainsaying,

Wholly unto Thee,

I am Thine since Thou hast bought me,

With Thy sacred blood,

O how great the ransom given,

Sinless Son of God.

I can never comprehend it,

That my Lord should die,

O, the boundless love which brought Him,

From His home on high

His great heart was moved with pity,

For the sons of men

Dead to God that He might raise them,

Up to life again.

In unutterable anguish,

Did that no man could,

To appease God’s wrath forever,

Interposed His blood,

None may know how great the sorrow,

When the Saviour died:

All God’s highest sense of justice,

Fully satisfied.

In undying deep compassion,

Spotless without blame,

Tasting death, hell’s utmost fury,

On the cross of shame,

See God’s Holy One forsaken,

Silent Heaven’s above,

Conquering hell’s eternal darkness,

With Almighty love.

“It is finished,” hear the victor,

Loudly now proclaim,

Love has triumphed, life is given,

In the Saviour’s name,

Lord Thy tender love has broken

Down my stubborn heart,

Love’s unfailing bond now binds us,

Never more to part.

Bow down my inmost soul,

And gratefully adore.

The Lamb of God who died for Thee,

Now lives forever more.

I know He intercedes,

At God’s right hand for me.

He pleads my cause with His own blood,

Affirming I am free.

My sins are washed away,

I rest on holy ground.

O let my love and gratitude,

Continually abound.

Accepted now in Him,

My soul shall live in peace.

The incense of my heartfelt praise,

To Him shall never cease.

The cloud has been removed,

I bear my sins no more.

My heart is reconciled to God,

My banishment is o’er.

The blood of sprinkling speaks,

The Sinless One has died,

God’s awful wrath is now appeased,

His justice satisfied.

In all humility,

O, heart of mine be still,

And learn in quiet confidence,

God’s righteous Holy will.

How can I comprehend,

The greatness of His love,

He gave His love that I might gain,

A home in Heaven above.

I shall behold His face,

His glory I shall see,

My joy to serve and bear His name,

When time has ceased to be.

Bow down Thine ear to me:

No place of rest is nigh;

O Lamb of God, I come to Thee;

In mercy hear my cry.

Bow down Thine ear to me:

My heart is sore oppressed;

I come to Thee in all my sin;

I come and long for rest.

Long in the desert ways

My feet have loved to roam;

The dreary waste I leave behind

And turn to Thee and home.

Earth’s passing pleasures vain,

How soon they fade and die!

I sought for bread, but found a stone,

Which could not satisfy.

The darkness gathers round:

Forsake me not, I pray;

A humble, contrite heart I bring;

O turn me not away.

By night I sought with wearied mind,

My soul’s Beloved to find;

I sought for many weary days,

In city streets, in the broad ways;

But O, I found Him not,

But O, I found Him not.

The watchmen could not tell me why,

And so I passed them by;

’Twas but a little that I passed,

When lo! I found Him– held Him fast;

I would not let Him go,

I would not let Him go.

His love a most vehement flame,

All my whole being claims;

The Song of Songs is mine to sing,

Adoring Thee my Saviour, King:

I will not let Thee go,

I will not let Thee go.

Set as a seal upon His heart,

We never more shall part;

Nor life nor death can separate,

For love so strong, exceeding great:

He will not let me go,

He will not let me go.

His glorious face mine eyes shall see,

When time has ceased to be;

My joy to worship at His feet,

For evermore in Him complete,

For all eternity,

For all eternity.

Called of God to follow Jesus,

From this world of sin apart;

Walk with Him, where’er He leadeth,

Let this thought possess your heart.

Separating, sanctifying,

Cleansing from all doubt and sin;

This our hope of Life eternal,

Yielding to the Christ within.

Called of God to follow Jesus,

And His footsteps daily trace;

Proving that His grace eternal,

Makes us victors in the race.

All things under His subjection,

All of self now crucified;

Living for the One who bought us,

And for Him who lived and died.

Called of God to follow Jesus,

Seeking for the Heavenly prize;

Gain the Crown of Life eternal,

Through the strength which He supplies.

Learning in the sternest conflict,

He our all sufficiency,

Over all, through God’s anointed,

We shall gain the victory.

Called of God to follow Jesus,

When our race on earth is run;

When life’s day is passed forever,

And eternity begun,

We shall share His joy forever,

And with Him we then shall be,

In His Father’s Home and glory,

Satisfied eternally.

Careless soul, the world’s Redeemer

Came on earth to live for thee,

God the Father’s heart disclosing,

That you might enlightened be.

Careless soul, behold your Saviour,

Praying in Gethsemane;

How exceeding great His sorrow,

All alone in agony.

Careless soul, for your transgressions

He was wounded on the tree;

Think, it pleased the Lord to bruise Him,

All for your iniquity.

Careless soul, in shame dishonour’d,

Crown’d with thorns He shed His blood;

Sore oppressed, He died forsaken,

All to bring you nigh to God.

Christ is coming. When that day appeareth,

Shall you then among His faithful be?

Will he lay His kindly hand upon you,

Saying, “Come for I have need of thee?”

He is coming soon to claim His chosen;

Free them from this narrow sphere of life.

Oh, what joy to reign with Him as victors:

Hushed forever is sin’s deadly strife.

He is coming; go ye forth to meet Him,

Soon the cry may fall upon your ear.

Be not weary, but be ever faithful,

For ye know not when He may appear.

Many say, “My Lord delays His coming;”

Pleasing self, they fail to see His claim.

At the end how sad will be the awakening

They shall rise to everlasting shame.

Are you watching for the Lord’s appearing?

Does it fill your mind, possess your heart?

Are you fearful lest you prove unworthy,

In the harvest fields to take a part?

Clad in your armour, firmly you stand,

Loins girt with truth at your Leader’s command;

Forth to the conflict, led by His hand,

Onward to vict’ry go!

Sound in His statutes— truth must prevail—

Heart right and willing, you will not fail;

Feet shod and ready when foes assail,

Onward to vict’ry go!

Safe with your helmet, humble in mind,

Christlike, obedient, self far behind;

God’s sword and spirit nothing can bind,

Onward to vict’ry go!

Clad in your armour, whole and complete,

All prayer prevailing, who can defeat?

Faithful to Jesus, never retreat,

Onward to vict’ry go!

Clean through the word he has spoken,

Made clean by taking good heed;

Clean in my heart, mind and conscience,

Clean in my thought, word, and deed.

Purified now through His spirit,

The Pure one, dwelling within;

Gracious, and loving, and tender,

Saving, redeeming, from sin.

Faithful for He who has promised

Will never that trust betray;

Faithful today, and tomorrow,

On to the end of the way.

True, for the truth is possessing,

The vessel, His hand hath made;

Truth that can never be broken

Nothing can make me afraid.

Walking each day in His statutes,

Living, His word to obey;

Guided alone by my Shepherd,

He will not lead me astray.

Doing my masters good pleasure

Onward rejoicing I go;

He is my light and Salvation,

Nought can His power o’erthrow.

Serving, and watching and waiting,

Seeking God’s honour and praise;

Hidden, in secret delighting,

In His most wonderful ways.

Come boldly to the throne of grace,

Where mercy can be found,

Your great High Priest is waiting there,

The place of holy ground,

Come trusting in His precious blood,

And He will meet your need,

He ever lives at God’s right hand,

For you to intercede.

With confidence draw near and you

His mercy shall obtain,

No needy heart has ever sought

The throne of grace in vain,

His word is sure and cannot fail,

Be not of doubtful mind,

In every time of need you will

His grace and mercy find.

Opposing forces would distress

The timid, struggling soul,

As with sincerity of heart

They seek to reach the goal,

But there is no necessity

Nor reason for dismay,

For He who knows the tempter’s power

Will fit you for the fray.

In full assurance and in faith,

Approach the place of prayer

Where Jesus waits in tender love

And knows thy heart of care,

He feels for your infirmities,

And will not say you nay,

The one who suffered in the flesh

Will teach you how to pray.

Come, sing to me of Jesus,

The spotless Lamb of God

Who came on earth to die for me,

Redeem me by His blood.

O, tell me how they nailed Him

Upon the cruel tree,

The Lamb of God must bleed and die,

That I might ransomed be.

O, tell me of His sorrow,

The Father hides His face,

To make atonement for my sins,

He took the sinner’s place.

Must Jesus die forsaken,

Was there no other way?

The sinless one must be made sin

To purge my sins away.

Come, sing to me of Jesus,

That I may love Him more,

Hold fast my hope and confidence,

Until this life is o’er.

I know that I shall see Him

In His fair home on high,

And worship Him for evermore

Where love can never die.

Come to Jesus; He is calling—

Do not linger, do not wait;

You may never see tomorrow:

Hasten ere it be too late.

Life is only as a vapour—

It will swiftly pass away;

Here you have no certain dwelling;

Death’s cold hand you cannot stay.

Listen to His kind entreaty;

Come and make Him now your friend;

In the path of life He’ll lead you,

Safely to your journey’s end.

O be reconciled to Jesus,

Ere your day of grace is past,

And, outside the door of mercy,

You are left to mourn at last.

Come to me, O Holy Spirit,

Teach, O teach me how to pray;

Lead me forth to follow Jesus,

Since He is Himself the Way.

Come to me, O Holy Spirit,

Bid all useless thoughts depart;

Hide the truth as seen in Jesus,

Hide it deeply in my heart.

Come to me, O Holy Spirit,

Speak and banish nature’s strife;

Let me find my life in Jesus,

Since He is Himself the Life.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,

There is rest for every one;

There is cleansing and forgiveness,

Freely found in God’s dear Son.

On the cross for you He suffer’d.

Heavy laden, sore oppress’d;

Now He pleads with you in mercy,

“Come and find eternal rest.”

Know ye not that He may never,

Never plead with you again;

Should the Lord withdraw His Spirit,

All your pray’rs would be in vain.

Come, ye weary ones, to Jesus;

Come and find abiding rest;

Take His yoke and learn in meekness

That His holy will is best.

Jesus waits, the meek and lowly,

Full of mercy, truth and grace;

His own precious blood redeemed you;

Make your heart His dwelling place.

“Come to me, my yoke is easy,”

He entreats you as a friend;

If you miss His great salvation,

Oh, what then will be your end?

Close your ear to reason’s whispers,

Cease to look on earth’s vain show,

Hasten now while mercy lingers,

Flee from death and endless woe.

Say, Oh, whither art thou going,

Pause and think, consider well,

Why will you reject the Saviour,

Choosing rather death and hell.

Death, stamp thy image on the clay,

Since that is all that thou canst claim.

Thou hast no power to touch or harm

Those who are sealed with Jesus name.

In humble hearts He loves to dwell,

To triumph over death and hell.

The resurrection and the life

Is Christ revealed within the soul.

Their life and being is in Him,

The Prince of Life who has control,

At His rebuke death must take flight,

To seek the shades of endless night.

Death, stamp thy image on the clay,

Since that is all that thou canst claim.

Death, thou hast lost the power to touch

Those chosen souls who bear His name,

They are the riches of His grace,

The heart of God their dwelling place.

Deep calleth unto deep,

Longs with intensity;

There’s nought on earth can satisfy

But Thy immensity.

Let but one drop of love,

Descending from on high,

Fill all my longing, inmost soul

With love which cannot die.

Then I am satisfied

To follow where He trod.

My Master’s lowly footsteps lead

To heav’n and home and God.

Deny thyself and all selfwill,

From all iniquity depart.

The triune God will come and cleanse

And dwell and reign within your heart.

’Tis sin alone that separates

From Him who dwells in light a bove.

And love, pure love alone unites

With Him whose attribute is love.

This love is found in God’s dear Son,

Who died upon the cross of shame

That we might see the Father’s face

And stand before Him without blame.

Forsaking all we find our all

In Him who consummates all strife.

Die daily, ’tis the only way

To gain the resurrection life.

O Lord, Thy richest grace impart,

That I may now henceforth decrease.

Let Christ alone be formed within

And evermore in me increase.

Do not fear the valley,

Light will shine for you,

Linger not, pursue your journey,

God will bring you through.

Do not fear the sorrow,

This your portion now,

God would have thee like thy Master,

Humbly to Him bow.

Do not fear the shadow,

Nor the darkness deep,

God is faithful, He will never

Leave His lambs and sheep.

Do not fear the evil,

God is always near,

With His rod and staff to comfort,

Cast away your fear.

Do not fear the dying,

Self love shirks the pain,

Resurrection life receiving,

Thou shalt live again.

Do not fear to follow Jesus,

He will lead you safely through

Every dark and dreary valley,

And your failing strength renew.

Do not cease to bear the burden,

Though the strife be fierce and long,

Still enduring, God assuring,

You will sing the conq’ror’s song.

Do not shrink, continue with Him;

He was wounded for your sake.

Those who share in His temptations,

Of His glory will partake.

Seek to run the race with patience,

For the everlasting prize,

Gain the crown of life immortal,

In the strength that God supplies.

Do not resist the Spirit’s gentle voice;

Jesus is waiting, make Him now your choice.

Come and evermore rejoice,

Safe in the kingdom of God.

Heed now His voice while it is called today;

Come in His own accepted time and way;

From your heart you then can say,

“Safe in the kingdom of God.”

Haste, haste away! the time is flying fast;

Wait not until your day of grace is past

And you weep and wail at last,

Outside the kingdom of God.

Why should you let your priceless soul be lost

And then awake, too late to count the cost?—

Where the gulf cannot be crossed,

Outside the kingdom of God.

Death and the judgment day are drawing near,

What will you do in all your guilt and fear;

With no hope your soul to cheer,

Outside the kingdom of God.

Down from God the Father’s bosom

To this world of pain and woe,

Jesus came to dwell with sinners

So that all His love might know.

Manifesting forth His glory,

Truth and wisdom in His life,

Clear and plain God’s way revealing

’Mid the darkness, sin and strife.

Light and life from Christ receiving,

All may do the Father’s will,

And His great eternal purpose

Daily in their lives fulfill.

Give your life and let the Saviour

Clothe you in His righteousness:

Nothing else will please the Father,

Nought can satisfy but this.

Down in the valley where the fragrant flowers bloom,

Every grace and virtue is revealed unto me.

There I meet with Jesus and His radiant beauty see,

In the low, sweet valley of humility.

Down in the valley where the pure in heart now dwell,

Jesus has prepared a place of rest e’en for me.

In that place of greatness there is rest in serving Him,

In the low, sweet valley of humility.

Down in the valley there’s no place of straitness found,

There the love of Jesus is disclosed e’en to me.

Losing and forsaking there’s no limit found in Him,

In the low, sweet valley of humility.

Draw not back unto perdition,

In the Lord of life believe,

Grace to do His will with patience,

From His hand you will receive.

Draw not back unto perdition,

Many scorn to bear His name,

Shun the cross and miss the glory,

Reaping everlasting shame.

Draw not back unto perdition,

Fearful of the scorners’ frown,

Glory in the cross and follow,

On to gain the victor’s crown.

Draw not back unto perdition,

All your cares on Jesus roll,

In God’s Holy One believing,

To the saving of your soul.

Draw not back unto perdition

And the way of truth deny,

Jesus came the faithful witness,

From the God who cannot lie.

Eternal God, my hope renew

And keep me faithful, ever true.

Preserve me, spirit, body, soul,

Submissive, under Thy control.

Eternal God, bestow on me

A deep profound humility.

Destroy my pride, self love efface,

That I may know Thy boundless grace.

Eternal God, my heart incline,

To let my will be lost in Thine.

From every selfish bias free,

That Christ’s own life the world may see.

Eternal God, my strength and stay,

O keep me in the narrow way.

While hosts of sin against me rage,

And Satan all his powers engage.

Eternal God, be this my tower,

To know Christ’s resurrection power.

Help me to suffer, face the strife,

As death precedes the risen life.

Eternal God ,Thy love is strong,

To keep and fill my heart with song.

Thy love my theme, my vital breath,

Unfailing, changeless, strong as death.

Eternal God, Thy work begun,

Complete and make me like Thy Son.

That I may stand on that great day

When heav’n and earth shall pass away.

Eternal Spirit from above,

Draw near and touch my barren heart,

Quicken, refine and purify,

The riches of Thy grace impart.

Oh, Thou who didst not spare Thy Son,

Wilt Thou in mercy condescend

And fill my soul with faith and hope,

And perfect love which knows no end.

To scorn and shame and painful death,

He was delivered up for all,

And Thou hast promised for His sake,

To freely give to those who call.

Oh, Lord, regard my low estate,

Respect my importunity,

My shame and need and helplessness,

With one accord appeal to Thee.

What heart can comprehend Thy love

In all its vast immensity,

Thou didst not spare of Heaven’s best,

The sinful sons of men to free.

Eternal Spirit from on high,

Descend and fill each longing heart.

The law of love and righteousness,

Of grace and truth to all impart.

Thou art the true and living God,

In Thee alone our souls shall boast,

God’s own anointed Holy One,

Who saves us to the uttermost.

Redeeming love, how great Thy power

To draw our souls from things of earth

And fix our hearts and minds upon

The joys which are of Heav’nly birth.

Our great Redeemer pleads His blood

Before the High Eternal Throne.

O Holy Father, sanctify

The souls redeemed by blood alone.

Evermore consider Jesus,

Think upon His faithful life;

This will heal your soul’s deep sorrow,

Nerve your heart to face the strife.

Sin in every form opposing,

Selfishness on every side,

True in heart, in mind and purpose,

Follow Him, the faithful Guide.

Without spot to God He offered

His pure life in sacrifice,

Gladly gave the whole burnt off’ring,

Precious in His Father’s eyes.

Live above the gloom and darkness,

Walk in God’s unclouded light,

Hate the world, its sin and folly,

Keep your garments clean and white.

Evermore pressing on with the Saviour,

Never ceasing to labour and pray;

You will soon reach the end of the journey;

Do not weary or faint by the way.

Evermore pressing on, do not linger;

See the shadows are falling around;

With the Saviour no evil can harm you,

Though the pitfalls and snares may abound.

Evermore pressing on in the footsteps

Of the Master who journeyed before,

And the faithful who now share His glory,

Where they hunger and thirst nevermore.

Evermore seek the friendship of Jesus,

All your life’s little day here below;

In the glory and rest He is waiting—

Let your praises unceasingly flow.

Exceeding great and precious

Are the promises of God

To those who humbly follow

In the path the Saviour trod.

The riches of the living Word

Are now in Christ unsealed,

The beauty of His holiness

To honest hearts revealed.

Exceeding great and precious

Are the words of life divine

That come from my dear Saviour

To this thirsty heart of mine;

Then His sweet consolation

In this world of sin and strife

Will bear me on and homeward

To eternal peace and life.

Exceeding great and precious

Is the comfort from on high,

When fierce temptations try me,

Then my Saviour draweth nigh:

His tender words of counsel

Bring me sure and sweet release;

He fills my soul with gladness

And a deep abiding peace.

Exceeding great and precious

Is His, “Come to me and rest.”

He soothes my troubled spirit

When I’m weary and oppressed;

Amid the toil and conflict

He is ever by my side—

My great High Priest and Counsellor,

My faithful Friend and Guide.

I know that I shall see Him

When I stand on that Great Day,

When trials and afflictions

Have forever passed away;

Life’s pilgrimage is ended

And I reach the other side—

To waken in His likeness,

I shall then be satisfied.

Except a corn of wheat shall fall

Into the ground and die,

It must remain alone, and none

Shall benefit thereby.

But if it die how great the gain:

The seeming barren ground

Shall bud and blossom like the rose

And much fruit shall abound.

He that will love His life will lose

The glorious heav’nly prize.

He that will hate His life shall gain

The fruit that never dies.

If any man shall serve the Lord

Then let Him follow me,

And where I am, hid in God’s heart,

There shall my servant be.

My Father— He shall honour all

Who serve and freely give

Their corn of wheat to fall and die

That other souls might live.

O Holy Spirit, teach me now

This awful mystery.

That I must fall and I must die,

If I would fruitful be.

Faithful and true are the sayings of Jesus,

Seek for them, hide them away in your heart,

Words of pure gold and abiding forever,

Spirit and life they will surely impart.

Search for the treasures of wisdom and knowledge,

Hidden away from the prudent and wise,

Deep in the heart of the Father eternal,

Babes shall receive them while others despise.

Treasures unfailing are found in the Saviour,

He who came down from our Father and God

Made full atonement. In Him now accepted,

We have redemption through His sacred blood.

Faithful and true are the sayings of Jesus,

Sound is the teaching that came from above,

Hearken, take heed, let it dwell in you richly,

Walking in truth and abounding in love.

Father, in Thy mercy,

Hearken to my prayer,

Make Thy servant worthy

Jesus’ name to bear.

He is meek and lowly,

These great gifts impart,

That they may forever

Dwell within my heart.

Mourning, poor in spirit,

Cause Thy face to shine,

Open wide Thy kingdom

To this heart of mine.

Thine the pow’r and glory,

Thine the grace I need,

Loving, serving, sowing

All my life as seed.

Father, at Thy footstool

This great truth I own—

Those who fail in dying

Must remain alone.

Let the love of Jesus

In my heart now reign,

Bringing forth abundant

Fruit that will remain.

Gracious Holy Father,

Hear me from on high,

Teach me, like my Master,

How to fall and die;

Naught from Him withholding,

Naught I now retain:

I shall bear His image

When He comes to reign.

Father, make me more like Jesus

By Thy power and grace divine.

In the ways of understanding

Let my footsteps now incline.

Father, make me more like Jesus,

Count me with Thy faithful few.

Thine the kingdom and the glory,

Thine the power to will and do.

Father, make me more like Jesus,

Ever conq’ring in the strife.

Keep me humble and obedient

As I journey on through life.

Father, make me more like Jesus,

For my sins He did atone.

He has suffered to redeem me,

Henceforth I am His alone.

Father, Son and Holy Spirit,

Take possession of my soul,

Come and dwell and have dominion,

Exercise complete control.

Father, Son and Holy Spirit,

Save me to the uttermost,

Keep me undefiled and holy,

Temple of the Holy Ghost.

Father, Son and Holy Spirit,

Come, oh, come and dwell in me,

Thine alone the power and glory,

That I may Thy temple be.

Temple of God’s own creating,

When His mighty work is done,

I shall through eternal ages,

Bear the image of His Son.

Fear not, my beloved, abide thou with me,

The foe is pursuing thee hard,

He that is seeking thy life is seeking mine,

But with me thou shalt be in safeguard.

Abide thou with me, do not wander away,

’Twas for thee my visage was marred,

For the world hated me and will hate thee too,

But with me thou shalt be in safeguard.

Abide thou with me, there is nothing to fear,

All foes that approach are debarred,

A man’s fiercest foes his own household shall be,

But with me thou shalt be in safeguard.

When friends they entice me I will not consent,

My Saviour I cannot discard,

For me He has trodden the winepress alone,

And with Him I shall be in safeguard.

I’ll go with the Lamb wheresoever He leads,

And gaze on the brow for me scarred.

But of weakness made strong to sing the new song,

Evermore, evermore in safeguard.

Fear not, O soul, I am Thy shield

And thy exceeding great reward.

Let this assure thy confidence,

And rest of heart to thee afford.

I am the great Almighty One,

My words of truth shall never fail.

Although thine enemies are strong,

Have faith in me, thou shalt prevail.

Walk thou before me, keep thy ways,

And serve me now with perfect heart.

Hold fast to thine integrity,

Strong in the Lord to take thy part.

The mighty powers of self and sin,

And Satan’s host shall sure assail.

Thy soul shall feel the tempter’s power,

And oft infirmities bewail.

My chosen ones are tried as gold

To purge away all earthly dross,

The furnace heat must be applied

To save them from eternal loss.

Fear not, beloved, I am thy shield,

O, let thy choice and will accord

With Mine and I shall surely be

Thine own exceeding great reward.

God is my shield, I will not fear,

On His sure word I can depend,

The love which claims and binds me now

Shall keep me steadfast to the end.

Fellow pilgrims, as you journey,

Do not cease to pray.

Watch and wait each fleeting moment,

Every passing day;

Dwelling now with God the Father

In the secret place.

Oh, redeem the time, beloved,

Seek His Truth and Grace.

Countless dangers are around you,

Hosts of sin are nigh,

Pray for strength to face the conflict,

God will hear your cry.

Jesus trod this selfsame pathway,

He will be your guide,

Though unseen, He’s always present,

Ever by your side.

Follow where the Master leadeth,

Do not shun the cross,

Suff’ring comes to save His chosen

From eternal loss,

Take thy cross and bear with patience

All that comes from God,

Cheerfully resigned and humble,

Love the chast’ning rod.

Faint not when the Lord rebukes thee,

Thou art still His child,

He would have thee like Thy Master,

Lowly, meek and mild,

God is anxious to accomplish

His own work begun,

And conform you to the image

Of His own Dear Son.

Flee your carnal mind and reason,

Jesus is your life;

Guided by His mind and Spirit,

Face the daily strife,

Let Him rule the mighty Conq’ror,

Let His life control,

Jesus will preserve you blameless,

Body, spirit, soul.

Self forsaking and forgetting,

Childlike weaned and still,

He will clothe you with His beauty

Your whole being fill,

Satisfy your ardent longings,

Meet your soul’s deep need,

Thus rejoicing in His freedom,

Thou art free indeed.

Fellow pilgrims, God is calling

In His tenderness and grace;

Always set the Lord before you,

His own blessèd footprints trace.

Whom have you in heav’n but Jesus?

There is none on earth beside;

Loved with love so true and tender,

His redeemed and chosen Bride.

Fellow pilgrims, run with patience,

Shun the sin of unbelief;

When the powers of darkness gather,

God will surely send relief.

Think how God remembered Jesus,

By His side an angel stood

To uphold Him in His suff’ring,

Still resisting unto blood.

Fellow pilgrims, pressing forward,

Do not lose your full reward;

Seek to gain the heav’nly birthright

God has promised in His word.

Heirs of God, conformed to Jesus,

O! how great the glorious prize!

Know that every other image,

God will surely then despise.

Fix your single eye on Jesus,

Gaze on Him with motive pure,

Let His light dispel your darkness

And the path of life ensure.

In your holy contemplation,

Fix your heart on Christ alone,

Self and every sin denouncing,

He will claim you as His own.

Christ, God’s Holy one anointed,

Is well pleasing unto God.

Is your heart now wholly yielded?

Let His love be shed abroad.

Light and life and true salvation

You will find in Him complete,.

Let His Spirit breathe upon you,

Sit in silence at His feet.

While your heart is filled with gladness,

Drinking in His truth divine,

Heark’ning to His Holy counsel,

Claim and make His precepts thine.

Let your love be pure and simple

In the temple of your heart,

Learning from the lips of Jesus

How to choose the better part.

Let there be no reservation.

Give and God shall give to thee,

In thy quiet heart surrendered,

His salvation thou shalt see.

Follow the Lamb where e’er He goes,

He will not lead astray.

Keep yielded to His Holy will,

His gracious words obey.

Follow the Lamb, the shame despise,

Bearing His worthy name.

Before a world He died to save,

Kept spotless without blame.

Follow the Lamb and yield your all,

In word and thought and deed.

He’ll save you to the uttermost,

He lives to intercede.

Follow the Lamb and let His mind

Be in you and control,

Preserve and keep you all His own,

Your spirit, body, soul.

Follow the Lamb, in Him abide,

The source and fount of life.

Nurtured and fed, strong in His grace,

To conquer in the strife.

Follow the Lamb, resign your will,

To Him, the undefiled,

And He will save you from the snare,

When oft by sin beguiled.

Follow the Lamb, and let Him choose,

His choice is always best.

Riches and wisdom He will give,

With perfect peace and rest.

Follow the Lamb, obey His voice

Which speaks so loud within,

And in His strength deny, forsake,

Self love and inbred sin.

Follow the Lamb, with virgin heart,

Cleansed in the Saviour’s blood,

Made white and tried, with motive pure,

To serve and honour God.

Follow the Lamb, His own redeemed,

And learn the victor’s song—

Of triumph over every foe,

With all the blood washed throng.

Follow the Lamb, forsake and lose

Thy life and thou shalt gain

An hundredfold and life divine,

With Christ Thy King to reign.

Follow the Lamb, His first and best,

His chosen and His own,

Bearing His image, free from guile,

Faultless before His Throne.

From God the Father’s loving heart

The Saviour came to dwell on earth,

The inn no shelter could afford,

A stable was His place of birth,

In tenderness He sought His own,

His Father’s loved and chosen seed,

Those who revered His written word,

The word incarnate would not heed.

He opened wide the door of life,

Yet they refused to enter in,

Despised His counsel while He wept

To see them still go on in sin,

Revealing all the Father’s mind,

Fulfilling all His righteous will,

His gracious and convincing words,

They set at nought, refused Him still.

Where all His mighty works were done,

Their hearts still destitute of love,

They would affirm His origin

Was from beneath, not from above,

That voice from heaven they refused,

God’s Holy One despised, denied.

A robber was His people’s choice,

The Lord of life they crucified.

While hang ing on the cross of shame,

His heart still pleaded for His own,

Forgive them Father, Oh, forgive,

My blood shall for their sins atone

Love’s mighty sacrifice divine,

Its length and breadth and depth and height,

Eclipsed the golden orb of day

And changed its brightness into night.

The rocks were rent, the dead arose

When He expired upon the tree,

O’er all the powers of death and hell,

Love conquered, triumphed gloriously,

No power could hold the sinless one,

Love set Him free from death’s embrace.

As prince and Saviour now enthroned,

He pleads before His Father’s face.

His blood avails, God’s awful wrath

Is swallowed up for evermore,

God’s justice fully satisfied,

No man can shut the open door,

God now invited the whole world

To enter in through Jesus blood,

Those who receive Him shall obtain

Pow’r to become the Sons of God.

Gentle spirit, do not leave me,

Make my heart Thy dwelling place,

Let Thy light dispel my darkness,

Fill my soul with truth and grace.

Come, possess this earthen vessel,

Other lords I will not own,

Make me meet to be Thy Temple,

Thou must reign and Thou alone.

“Be ye Holy,” this Thy message

To Thy ransomed chosen seed;

Thou alone canst make me holy,

True in thought, in word and deed.

Give me now a quickened conscience,

Keep me pure and free from sin,

Come thou swift refining spirit,

Purge my heart and dwell within.

Lord, for Thee my soul is thirsting

As a dry and thirsty land,

When shall I appear before Thee,

Meet within Thy courts to stand.

In Thy presence is salvation,

In Thy favour life is found,

Blest indeed with every blessing,

Thus to stand on holy ground.

Honoured thus to be Thy servant,

In Thy temple day and night,

Serving though the least and lowest,

Strengthen’d by Thy spirit’s might.

Conscious of Thy sweet forgiveness,

All I am to Thee I owe,

All the heart’s deep joy and gladness,

None but ransomed souls can know.

Serving with a constant spirit:

With a lowly, quiet mind,

Ever to Thy will obedient,

To Thy Holy law inclined.

Having nought, possessing all things,

In that life which is divine,

Christ, the Father’s heart disclosing,

Such a heritage is mine.

Here and through eternal ages,

Bliss no human tongue can tell,

Heirs of God, joint heirs with Jesus,

In the Father’s heart to dwell,

Depths of glory none can fathom,

Boundless, vast, beyond degree,

Wealth beyond all comprehending,

Mine, yes mine, eternally.

Here on earth a while to labour

Bearing His reproach and scorn,

Looking for His blest appearing,

Bright will be that happy morn,

When this mortal life is ended,

Our appointed task is done,

Then resplendent with His glory,

We shall shine forth as the sun.

Gentle Spirit, still possessing,

Do not now withdraw the flame,

Lend Thine aid that, still pursuing,

I may glorify His name,

Run the earthly race with patience,

Keep the faith and win the Crown,

Showing forth the Master’s praises,

Till I lay my armour down.

Give me the Bible, since God has spoken,

That I may read and meditate and pray,

The holy scriptures cannot be broken,

And nothing can the truth gainsay.

Give me the Bible, I want to hearken,

My soul would hear what God to me would say;

The powers of evil would seek to darken

My mind and lead my feet astray.

Give me the Bible, God’s word believing,

Conformed to Jesus I shall surely be;

His life and nature, His mind receiving,

This is the will of God for me.

Give me the Bible, I need its teaching,

To clear my vision, make me truly wise;

That onward pressing and forward reaching,

I gain the mark the highest prize.

Give me the Bible, all Heav’n is pleading

That I may know God’s counsel and obey;

The blood of sprinkling for me is speaking

Before the throne of God alway.

Go, work today in my vineyard,

Hear now the call and obey,

Jesus is seeking for lab’rers,

Why should you longer delay.

Go, work today in my vineyard,

Much will be lost if you wait,

Hear now the call of the Saviour,

Truly the harvest is great.

Go, work today in my vineyard,

Hark, He is calling again,

Grieved lest the harvest should perish,

Why do you add to the pain?

Go, work today in my vineyard,

Hasten, the night cometh on,

Jesus is anxiously waiting,

Soon will your priv’lege be gone.

Go, work today in my vineyard,

God is appealing to you,

Why in the marketplace linger?

Wholehearted lab’rers are few.

God a body has prepared me,

He in it desires to dwell;

I will yield, I cannot longer

His unequalled love repel.

I’ve surrendered all to Jesus,

I delight to do His will;

Anxious all His own good pleasure

In my life He may fulfil.

I am purposed naught shall hinder,

God shall have my very best;

How to gain His loving favour,

This my eager, earnest quest.

Mine to share in His rejection,

Mine to suffer for His sake,

Mine to bear the cross with patience,

Mine His glory to partake.

God did not spare of Heaven’s best

That you might know His peace and rest,

He gave His only Son,

In lowliness He came to earth,

The stable was His place of birth,

God’s pure and Holy One.

Give earnest heed while God is nigh;

What loss if He should pass you by!

Because you slight His call,

How sad and solemn on that day,

When God shall call your soul away

And judgment shall appal.

He waits so long and patiently,

His heart with pity moved for thee,

So full of tenderness,

Draw near and see His form so marred,

His beauteous head thorn pierced and scarred,

To bring you life and bliss.

He lingers still, how grieved His heart,

How sorrowful when He must part,

With one He died to win.

Oh matchless love, His voice once more

Is heard beside the open door;

Will you not enter in?

O soul, can I now give thee up?

For thee I drained the bitter cup,

While anguish marked my brow,

Deliver’d up to scorn and shame,

God’s sinless One, I bore the blame

That you might enter now.

God has chosen me in Jesus;

Therefore I am not afraid,

Chosen ere the world’s foundation

By His mighty hand was laid.

God has chosen me in Jesus,

He has sealed me as His own,

To the praises of His glory

I am found in Him alone.

God has chosen me in Jesus,

Nothing now the Truth can dim,

In His well Belov’d accepted,

God has chosen me in Him.

God has chosen me in Jesus,

His own Word immutable,

To conform me to His image,

He most surely will fulfill.

God has chosen me in Jesus,

He has willed that I should be

Found in Him in peace and blameless,

Nought can alter God’s decree.

God hath before me set an open door

Into the Holiest for spirits poor;

By faith I enter in that sacred place,

With boldness I approach the Throne of grace.

I see my Saviour’s face and leap for joy,

His presence speaks sweet peace without alloy;

O heart of mine, be still, say, “Can it be,

At God’s right hand He pleads His Blood for me?”

I see it sprinkled there before the throne,

Unutterable love— for me alone;

The ransom price is paid, Lord, I am Thine,

No more to part— betrothed— by Love Divine.

The bond securely sealed eternally,

No power can separate my soul from Thee;

Adoringly I fall to kiss His feet,

All conquering love has claimed my heart complete.

The door is open wide, I am within

The chambers of the King, set free from sin;

I bow my head and weep and own His claim,

Engraved on His hands He bears my name.

I lean on my Beloved with confidence,

No tongue can ever tell my recompense;

Rejoice my soul and sing— God’s open door

No man has power to shut for ever more.

God hath before me set An open door,

Where I may enter in, my heart outpour,

In Jesus name, before His face,

Who sits upon the throne of grace.

In the most holy place, before the throne,

Through Jesus blood I meet with God alone,

Since God in Christ is reconciled,

O glorious truth, I am His child.

With confidence I come, and there obtain

Rich mercy from His hand, how great my gain,

Sufficient grace in time of need,

He gives to all His chosen seed.

A Father’s heart and home through grace are mine,

I hear Him say all I have, in Christ are thine,

O blessed hope, I shall prevail,

My Saviour pleads within the veil.

God, who began the work, will sure maintain

His work, I know I shall His image gain,

Though most unworthy I may be,

He will complete His work in me.

Although with weeping sore mine eyes are dim,

Unworthy, vile, unclean, I come to Him,

His cleansing blood has reached my heart,

His love is filling every part.

How shall I praise the name of Him who died?

In Jesus I am saved, and sanctified,

Made meet to join with saints above,

And serve Him perfected in love.

God in His mercy pleads with your heart,

Eagerly waiting peace to impart;

Yield to His pleading, do not gainsay,

Grave is the danger if you delay.

God in His mercy, moved by His love,

Sent the Redeemer down from above,

He paid the ransom, none other could,

For your redemption shed His own blood.

God in His mercy bids you arise,

His invitation do not despise,

Slighting the Saviour, O soul, beware,

Satan will lure you down to despair.

God in His mercy offers you life,

Freedom from bondage, turmoil and strife,

Yield now to Jesus, let Him control,

You will find gladness, rest in your soul.

God in His mercy waits at the door,

Heart filled with pity, calling once more,

Why do you linger laden with sin,

No peace of conscience, no rest within?

God in His mercy waits by your side,

Ready to pardon; He will not chide,

Come while He lingers, make Him your choice,

Safe in the Kingdom thou shalt rejoice.

God in tender love sent His only Son

To redeem and set you free,

O receive Him now and you shall rejoice

In His light and liberty.

He will give you life and a living hope,

That forever will endure:

Those who come to Him will not be deceived,

For His promises are sure.

Do not close your heart to the Son of God,

Since He died your soul to win;

Shed His precious blood that you might be saved

From the guilt and pow’r of sin.

O be reconciled to your dearest friend,

He was smitten for your sake:

Let Him enter in, you will know His peace,

And the joys of heav’n partake.

In His matchless love He is waiting still,

For He longs to dwell with thee,

You will need this Friend when your life is o’er,

And you face Eternity.

God is anxious now to make you

Like unto His Holy One,

That you may reflect His glory

While this life’s short race you run.

Seek to keep resign’d and humble

Under His Almighty hand,

Patient, willing, always ready

To fulfil His least command.

Serving Him with joy and gladness,

Love pervading all your soul,

One in heart and mind and spirit,

Give Him absolute control.

He will mould and make you perfect,

Question not the Master’s skill;

Silence all your thoughts and reas’nings

In subjection to His will.

Yield unmurmuring obedience,

Waver not, nor turn aside,

When you waken with His likeness,

You shall then be satisfied.

God is faithful, God is faithful,

Let His Word burn in your heart,

Cleave to Him with steadfast purpose,

Never from His truth depart.

God is faithful, He will never

Let you be unduly tried,

Holding fast to your profession,

Faithfully in Him abide.

God is faithful, Jesus suffered,

Paid the ransom: thou art free,

Evermore give thanks and follow

Him who died on Calvary.

God is faithful, never changing;

Sound this glorious truth abroad!

We shall overcome and conquer,

Trusting in the living God.

God is faithful. Fiery trials

Are our portion here below,

Fixed upon the Rock of Ages

Gates of hell cannot o’erthrow.

God is faithful sending sorrow,

Fierce temptations manifold,

In the furnace of affliction,

He refines the choicest gold.

God is faithful: He hath promised

To complete His work begun,

In His great eternal Kingdom,

We shall shine forth as the sun.

God is calling! Wand’rer,

Do not longer roam,

Jesus wants to lead you

On to heav’n and home,

Come while He is pleading,

Do not faint or fear,

He will walk beside you

And your spirit cheer.

God is calling! Wand’rer,

Will you then refuse,

All His tender mercy

And His love abuse?

Grasp the hand He offers,

Think what it will mean,

Left to mourn for ever,

Oh, what might have been!

God had almost won you,

When your friends drew near—

“You shall lose our friendship;”

Whispered in your ear;

With the flesh conferring,

Soon your heart grew cold,

Then you turned against Him,

And your birthright sold.

God is calling! Wand’rer,

Come without delay,

Hand outstretched to save you,

Do not turn away;

Lose no time, oh wand’rer

From your sin now part,

While today He’s calling,

Harden not your heart.

God is now speaking, His message you hear,

Pause and consider while He is so near;

If you refuse Him, His love cast away,

Oh, how will you stand on the great judgment day?

Great is His mercy, His patience and love,

Faithful the Saviour now pleading above.

Grieve not His Spirit, still striving with thee,

Awaiting your answer; oh, what shall it be?

Leave now the pathway that leads to despair;

Death and the sorrows of sin dwelleth there,

Open your heart to the Saviour tonight,

Oh, turn from the darkness and walk in the light.

What will you answer? He waits for your choice,

Say yes to Jesus while angels rejoice

Over the lost one secure in the fold,

Whose name in the Lamb’s book of life is enrolled.

God most holy in Thy mercy

Hearken to my cry,

In the worthy name of Jesus

I would now draw nigh.

Lo, the holiest is open,

There before Thy Throne,

Christ the Holy One is speaking,

Claiming me His own.

Though the least and most unworthy,

Hear me graciously,

This alone is my salvation—

Jesus died for me.

Lord, my broken heart needs healing,

Whither shall I flee?

There is none on earth to succor,

None in heav’n but Thee.

All my hope and expectation

Is in Thee alone,

All my poverty of spirit

Unto Thee is known.

Lord, I fain would be like Jesus,

Filled with love divine,

Grace and truth o’er me prevailing,

Lost, my will in Thine.

Let Thy Kingdom come, my Father,

Let Thy word be done,

When my heart this prayer can utter

Henceforth we are one.

God sent His well belovèd Son

Down from His home above;

He came that we might understand

The depth of His great love,

He left His Father’s home on high,

And for our sins He came to die.

What depth of pity moved His heart

For sinners dead in sin,

That they through Him might grace receive,

And have His Life within.

The path to Calvary He trod,

That we might know the love of God.

That quenchless zeal consumed His life,

To do His Father’s will

And satisfy His just demands,

And righteousness fulfil,

He finished all God’s heart had planned,

And then sat down at God’s right hand.

He pleads that sinners now might live,

The mighty work is done;

By His own blood the world redeemed;

Eternal glory won.

Yet few will heed the gospel call

And own the Saviour Lord of all.

His saints, though few, adore His name,

Those by His Spirit sealed,

And love the mysteries of grace

To His own babes revealed.

And oh, what joy and endless bliss

To see His face in righteousness.

God will bring you into judgment;

Do not let the world deceive!

Hear the voice of wisdom calling,

Come to Christ, on Him believe.

All your past will be forgiven;

Jesus now is waiting here;

Stifle not the voice of conscience,

Do not turn away your ear.

God will bring you into judgment,

When your days on earth are o’er;

Life for you is swiftly passing;

And returneth nevermore.

Do not waste the precious moments;

Hearken to the Saviour’s voice;

Come and find in Him a refuge;

He is waiting for your choice.

God will bring you into judgment;

You cannot escape the day,

When you shall appear before Him—

Him, whose love you cast away.

You may seal your doom for ever,

If you still go on in sin;

Open is the door of mercy,

Hasten now and enter in.

God’s fellowship how sweet the sound,

To my poor struggling soul,

His fellowship— how possible,

When Jesus has control,

I shall indeed walk in the light,

Which leads me out from nature’s light.

God’s cleansing from all sin is great;

Surpassing great the thought,

I can obey the light and claim,

This gift His blood has bought.

Light leads to fellowship divine,

Then cleansing from all sin is mine.

God cannot lie, His word is pure,

His voice I shall obey,

Walk in the light in fellowship,

With Christ my joy alway.

He is my life, He dwells within,

I know in Him there is no sin.

God’s glorious Kingdom is within the heart,

The poor in spirit claim a goodly part,

The mourning souls God’s comfort shall obtain,

Exceeding great, unsearchable their gain.

The meek inherit all that God can give,

The hung’ring thirsting souls are filled and live,

In them the fruits of righteousness are found,

Still more and more God’s love in them abounds.

The merciful excel in boundless grace,

The pure in heart behold the Father’s face,

Peacemakers in the path their Master trod,

They follow peace, those chosen sons of God.

When persecuted for His righteousness,

The kingdom glories in their life and bliss,

Sealed with His name, His sufferings they partake,

Reviled and set at nought for Jesus sake.

How blest are they who bear these marks, yea more—

Their cup of blessing full and running o’er,

They are God’s salt, His light upon a hill,

To glorify His name and do His will.

God’s heavy hand upon me laid,

Distressing situation!

His Spirit whispers, “Know ye not,

This is for your salvation?”

Beneath His hand His mighty hand,

In deep humiliation,

Low in the dust I put my mouth,

In hope of His salvation.

God’s heavy hand upon me laid:

With serious contemplation,

In His pure light I search my heart,

And bow to His salvation.

My heart respondeth tenderly

To His kind exhortation.

My son in no wise now despise,

The work of your salvation.

God’s heavy hand upon me laid,

There shall be no cessation

Till He accomplish and fulfil

In me His great salvation.

I dare not ask the reason why

The chast’ning and privation.

I do not faint at His rebuke,

But long for His salvation.

God’s heavy hand upon me laid;

Affliction with temptation,

Is now my portion till I trust

And trusting is salvation.

While prostrate in the dust I lie,

This is my consolation,

Mine eyes behold the Lamb of God—

In Him is my salvation.

God’s heavy hand upon me laid,

In silent resignation

I kiss the hand that bears me down,

The hand of my salvation.

How great is God, how mean I am

In this consideration;

I lay my hand upon my mouth,

Acknowledge His salvation.

God’s heavy hand upon me laid,

There must be tribulation;

To bear His image on that day

Shall consummate salvation.

’Neath His Almighty hand I pray

With earnest supplication,

Let not my will, but Thine be done,

Thou God of my salvation.

God’s heavy hand upon me laid

Completes my desolation,

But from the dust there shall arise

A glorious new creation.

There is none Holy as the Lord

In princely exaltation,

He lifts the beggar to the throne,

To show him His salvation.

God’s Holy Spirit dwells in me,

This certain truth no power can dim,

Oh, gift of God unspeakable:

He dwells in me, I live by Him.

God’s Holy Spirit dwells in me,

My heart is now His resting place,

With mind renewed I daily prove

The power of His transforming grace.

God’s Holy Spirit quickens me,

Renews my strength along the way,

In love He guides my feet to walk

The path which leads to perfect day.

God’s Spirit itself interceding,

Who then can His Spirit gainsay?

Before the great Throne in His Kingdom,

Consuming and burning alway,

All powerful, appealing, atoning,

Its prayers and unspeakable groaning.

Beloved, Oh, cease not your praying,

And let not your vision grow dim.

The Lamb the midst is the conqueror,

And we are accepted in Him,

The Heavens declare the atoning,

Attest the unspeakable groaning.

Behold in the midst there is standing

God’s pure spotless Lamb that was slain.

Continually all are reminded,

He died, but He liveth again,

No pow’r can deny the atoning,

Nor stop the unspeakable groaning.

God’s sevenfold Spirit is pleading

According to His Holy will.

All Heaven with earth is uniting,

His pleasure alone to fulfill,

The Lamb has prevailed in atoning,

The Spirit prevails in its groaning.

The Truth over all is most pleasant,

The Blood of the Lamb shall prevail.

The prayers of God’s sevenfold Spirit,

Are constant, they never shall fail,

The love which constrained the atoning,

Inspires the unspeakable groaning.

Love is the foundation of all things,

Immutable, steadfast for aye.

Expressed in the Lamb is the image,

Of Love which shall never decay,

The love which prevailed in atoning,

Prevails with unspeakable groaning.

God’s tender mercies are new every morning,

Great is His faithfulness, strong is His love;

Kindly His eyes are beholding the righteous

Journeying on to His Kingdom above.

God’s tender mercies are over the faithful,

He is their shield and exceeding reward,

Waiting to bless and to comfort His people,

Ready to serve them— their Master and Lord.

God’s tender mercy and goodness will follow

Those who obediently walk in His way,

Patiently doing His righteous commandments,

Seeking alone for His honour and praise.

God’s tender mercy will follow His children

On to the end of this pilgrimage life;

His precious truth is their shield and their buckler;

Strong in His grace they shall win in the strife.

God’s tender mercy endureth forever,

Sweet is the thought to the upright in heart;

His precious precepts can never be broken,

His loving kindness shall never depart.

God’s time is now, O do not wait

Until another day is born;

His Spirit, grieved, may take His flight,

And leave you never to return.

God’s time is now, O linger not.

The shades of night are falling fast,

And still you undecided stand.

What if today should be your last?

God’s time is now, consider well

How much it cost your soul to save!

Will you despise the Saviour’s call,

And fill a Christ rejecter’s grave?

God’s time is now, yet you rebel,

And wait a more convenient day;

While angels bow their heads and weep,

You cast the Saviour’s love away!

Gracious God, my soul is longing,

Sighing after Thee;

Come, O come and take possession,

Live and dwell in me.

Lord, to Thee in full submission

All my life I give;

Come and fill the empty vessel,

Let me live in Thee.

All my mind resigned and humble,

All my will I yield;

Henceforth I would walk with Jesus,

By Thy Spirit sealed.

Now made willing and obedient,

Lowly, meek and still,

My whole being I surrender

To Thy Holy Will.

God’s word is so pure and so precious to me;

Its precepts I love and adore;

A lamp to my feet, and a light to my path,

Till pilgrimage days are no more.

How peaceful and pleasant the ways of the Lord;

When under the Saviour’s control;

The word that He speaketh is spirit and life,

Refreshing and sweet to my soul.

I hear and obey, and my soul is set free;

To follow my Saviour and King;

I cherish His word deeply hid in my heart,

Rejoicing, His praises I sing.

Oh, Lord, let my heart in Thy statutes be sound;

Thy law is my joy and delight;

Incline now the heart of Thy servant I pray,

To ponder therein day and night.

Going forth with weeping,

Bearing precious seed,

Hearts moved by the Love of God

To feel the world’s great need.

Sow beside all waters,

Fear not cloud or rain.

You shall doubtless come rejoicing

With your sheaves again.

Going forth with weeping,

Bearing precious seed,

Casting all your care on Jesus

As you onward speed.

God will give the increase,

Do not fail to sow.

Earnestly disseminate the seed

Where e’er you go.

Going forth with weeping,

Till the day is o’er,

With a ceaseless hand dispensing

All your bounteous store.

Sowing in the valley,

In the fertile plain.

You will surely reap the harvest,

Sheaves of golden grain.

Going forth with weeping,

Sowing in your might,

Harvest time is coming on,

With fields of gleaming white.

“Well done good and faithful,”

You will hear Him say,

Burdened down with sheaves,

Returning on the Harvest day.

Gracious Saviour, I am weary,

And my heart is sore with care,

Heavy trials laid upon me

Ofttimes seem so hard to bear,

Lord, on Thee I cast my burden,

Thou hast promised to sustain,

Oh, impart Thy strength lest, sinning,

I should murmur and complain.

Gracious Saviour, I am hung’ring,

Thirsting for Thy righteousness,

In Thy mercy, Oh, remember,

Nought can satisfy but this,

Vain my thoughts and aspirations,

Fruitless all that does not tend

To create a deep heart yearning

After Thee, my soul’s true Friend.

Gracious Saviour, grant Thy quick’ning,

Oh, renew my spirit’s mind,

Carnal nature, sense and reas’ning,

I would leave them far behind,

Take me in— my heart implores Thee,

Nought have I of earthly store,

All forsaking, let my will be

Lost in Thine forevermore.

Gracious Saviour, Thine forever,

By Thy precious blood made nigh,

Poor in spirit, meek and lowly,

All my need Thou shalt supply,

Thus partaking of Thy nature,

Others in my life may see

Thy fair beauty and Thy Spirit,

Clothed in true humility.

Gracious Saviour, lead me safely

Through life’s every changing hour;

In the gloom of dark temptation,

Let me feel Thy strength’ning power.

Lead me forth to strong assurance

Through the shades of doubt and fear;

On to hope in Christ, my Leader,

Light in every valley drear.

Round me surge earth’s troubled waters—

Darkness, anguish and dismay;

Lead me onward through the twilight,

To the break of endless day.

High above the raging billows

Reignest Thou who rules the sea;

Lead Thou gently, Lord Almighty;

Peace bring Thou eternally.

When through death’s dark valley passing,

Be Thou with me, leading there;

Let Thy consolation comfort,

When I breathe my final prayer.

Then when life has dawned— immortal,

In Thy temple with the blest;

Led to ever living fountains,

I’ll be Thine for aye at rest.

Gracious Redeemer, Thou art my salvation,

Naught but Thy blood could for my sins atone;

Give me the grace of holy resignation

That I may henceforth do Thy will alone.

Oh, how this cruel self would seek to hinder,

And keep me bound in sin and misery,

O Lord bestow the grace of self surrender

That I may evermore Thy servant be.

How hard and cold is my poor heart without Thee,

I need Thy love and mercy every hour;

Grant me, O God, Thy blessèd Holy Spirit

That I may know His gracious, quick’ning pow’r.

I would excel in every grace and virtue,

Cleanse and possess this yielded heart of mine;

Thou didst in mercy shed Thy blood to save me;

Thy love has conquered, I am wholly Thine.

Help me to walk in Thy most holy presence,

Perfect in heart, before Thee without blame;

Subdue each thought and quell each stormy passion

That I may magnify Thy glorious name.

Great peace have they which love Thy law,

And nothing shall offend.

Their love for that which perfect is

Preserves them to the end,

God’s love and law their hearts employ,

How very great their peace and joy.

Great peace have they which love Thy law,

And nothing shall offend.

Naught can disturb the peace of those

Who on Thy grace depend,

Thy perfect law converts the soul

Of those who love Thy law’s control.

Great peace have they which love Thy law,

And nothing shall offend.

Thy perfect law as counsellor

Their spirits shall defend,

The Spirit of Thy law their guide,

They faithfully in Christ abide.

Great peace have they which love Thy law,

And nothing shall offend.

He reigns within, the Prince of peace,

A just and faithful friend,

At His rebuke, strife must depart,

His presence sanctifies the heart.

Great peace have they which love Thy law,

And nothing shall offend.

One with the Father, one with Christ,

As one their spirits blend,

They love His law, God’s law is love,

Foundation of His throne above.

Hark, it is Thy voice, my Saviour,

Hush, be still, my soul and hear,

Silence wandering thought and reason,

See the Lord of hosts is near.

“Take my yoke,” I hear Him saying,

“I am lowly, meek and mild,

Learn the rest of true obedience,

Like a tender loving child.”

All thy wisdom and thy prudence

Must be firmly laid aside,

Henceforth then eternal wisdom

Evermore shall be my guide.

Mysteries of the Heavenly Kingdom,

Unto babes are now revealed,

Those who bear His yoke in meekness

Learn of Him whom God has sealed.

Teach me how to learn of Jesus,

Sit in silence at His feet,

Cast on Him my care and burden,

Then my rest will be complete.

Hark to the message of infinite love,

Jesus, Emmanuel came from above,

Born in a stable, God’s sent One so fair,

Shepherd they found Him, and worshipped Him there.

Dwelt He in Nazareth, obscure and unknown,

Lived for His Father’s honour alone,

Anointed to preach the Gospel so free,

God’s Way, Truth and Life the whole world could see.

Out to the slaughter God’s pure One was led,

Suffering in anguish, thorns crowned His head,

Scourged by the rulers, rejected, denied,

God’s Son so holy on Calvary died.

For our offences, delivered and slain,

Jesus the Just One, He rose again,

Now He is pleading that sinners might live,

His great salvation to all He will give.

Hasten to the place of refuge,

Do not linger on the plain;

If you hope to dwell with Jesus,

You must needs be born again.

Do not build your hope on theory,

Righteous acts will not avail,

Christ in you, the hope of glory,

Is the Rock which cannot fail.

Come and drink the living waters,

Bread of life is free to all;

Do not slight the invitation,

Hearken to the Saviour’s call.

Full salvation Jesus offers,

Vict’ry over self and sin;

At the door of hope He’s waiting,

There to bid you, “Welcome in.”

Time is ever speeding onward,

Here you cannot hope to stay;

Death is ever drawing nearer,

And the call you must obey.

In His tender love and mercy,

Jesus waits to lead you home;

From His light and love and presence,

Why will you in darkness roam?

Have faith in God: Oh, wondrous words

Conveying truth divine.

Those faithful souls who trust in Him,

Their love shall not decline.

Have faith, trust on His Word is sure,

To those who patiently endure.

Let faith and hope your safeguard be,

The anchor of your soul.

Immovable the heart remains

When Jesus has control.

His word shall be your strength and stay,

To keep you in the evil day.

Faith is the sure and certain way

To overcome the world.

This trusty shield is God’s defence,

When Satan’s darts are hurled.

Faith works by love and stronger grows,

Though dwelling in the midst of foes.

Have faith in God, His truth shall stand,

When all things pass away.

He cannot lie, believe His Word,

Though nature shall decay,

Hold fast, retain your confidence,

And great shall be your recompense.

Have faith in God, and rest content,

Obedient to His voice.

To do His will your chief delight,

His choice your only choice,

With heart made pure and spirit free,

Walk then with Him in harmony.

Take heart, brave soul, and bear the cross

And keep thy motive pure.

The single eye shall light your path,

The crown of life ensure,

Press onward with thy Lord divine,

And never from His steps decline.

Have you the faith of God’s elect?

That faith which will not be denied,

Though in the fiercest furnace heat,

It has been oft severely tried?

Is yours the faith that soars above

The things of time and sense and space,

And sees the prize at God’s right hand,

To speed you onward in the race?

Is yours the faith that will comply

With God’s requirements and His will?

When manifold temptations try,

Your faith is found unconquerable.

God gives the faith to see beyond

The narrow limits of this life,

Earth’s short and transitory joys,

With all its turmoil, sin and strife.

Have you the faith that will surmount

All difficulties which arise,

The King in all His beauty see,

The Lord, where all your treasure lies?

He calls you now, oh, hear His voice!

And linger not, but haste away,

The Kingdom now is nigh at hand,

Oh! enter in without delay.

He calls you now to follow Him

Along life’s path, the chosen way,

Which leadeth on to things unseen,

To God’s undimm’d, unclouded day.

He calls you now from paths of wrong,

Which lead to death, and endless night.

Oh, hasten then from joys that fail,

To rest and peace, and pure delight.

He calls you now, refuse Him not,

No longer His kind Spirit grieve;

With lowly contrite heart draw nigh,

And God’s eternal life receive.

He dwells within, O, do not fear,

Thy foes shall not prevail.

He is thy Rock, thy sure defence,

He will not, cannot fail.

He dwells within, Thy God is near,

He will preserve Thy soul,

Trust thou in Him continually,

Thy burden on Him roll.

He dwells within, in silence rest,

Resigned, submissive, still,

Content to suffer patiently

According to His will.

He dwells within, though hard and keen

The conflict now may be,

His arm will triumph gloriously,

Thy God will fight for thee.

He found me in a desert land,

A waste and howling wilderness;

His loving heart was pained to see

My lost estate, my helplessness;

“Fear not,” said He, “thy Lord is nigh,

No ransomed soul need ever die.”

He soothed and bound my bleeding wounds,

And bore me gently to the fold;

His tender care dispelled my fear

And filled my soul with joy untold;

Beloved of God forevermore,

My days of banishment are o’er.

I pass my days in sweet content

Within the chambers of the King.

I hear His voice and see His face;

His love inspires the song I sing

In harmony with heav’n above,

One spirit with the God I love.

He found me in a desert land,

A waste and howling wilderness;

His loving heart was pained to see

My lost estate, my helplessness;

“Fear not,” said He, “thy Lord is nigh,

No ransomed soul need ever die.”

He soothed and bound my bleeding wounds,

And bore me gently to the fold;

His tender care dispelled my fear

And filled my soul with joy untold;

Beloved of God forevermore,

My days of banishment are o’er.

I pass my days in sweet content

Within the chambers of the King.

I hear His voice and see His face;

His love inspires the song I sing

In harmony with heav’n above,

One spirit with the God I love.

He is calling you home, will you hearken to Him?

You are straying afar from the fold,

To the river of death with no hope in your heart,

Its waters lie sullen and cold.

There are dangers untold in the path you now tread,

With no hope of escape for your soul;

Then, oh, turn while you may and give ear to His voice!

Come under the Shepherd’s control.

He will lift all the gloom which is shrouding your life,

Growing darker each step as you go;

All the guilt of the past He will freely forgive,

His infinite love you will know.

To His comfort and rest, then, oh, hasten away!

Lose no time, lest your soul should be lost;

With no Christ in your heart, drifting on to your doom,

Oh! say, have you counted the cost?

He left His fair home in the glory,

Came down to the world He had made,

No place was prepared for the Saviour,

The babe in a manger was laid.

The wise men went down to the stable,

Their gifts: gold, frankincense and myrrh,

Proclaim Him divinely appointed

The sins of His people to bear.

He dwelt in the village of Naz’reth,

A carpenter humble, unknown,

Anointed to preach the glad tidings,

Rejected, despised by His own.

The rulers for envy delivered

Him over to judgment and death,

“Oh, Father most Holy forgive them,”

He prayed with His fast failing breath.

Attended by kind sympathisers,

His body was laid in the tomb;

His loving disciples, heart broken,

Were shrouded in darkness and gloom.

The Kingdoms of darkness were shaken

On that happy morn when He rose,

Triumphant o’er death and forever,

A conq’ror to reign o’er His foes.

Our faithful High Priest interceding

Will one day return for His bride;

His chosen shall dwell in His Kingdom,

Forever with Him satisfied.

He lives at God’s right hand,

The One who died for me;

He pleads the merits of His blood

With God continually.

Accepted now in Him,

And found in Him complete;

His love bows down my inmost heart,

To worship at His feet.

His hands, His feet, His side

Proclaim undying love,

Love never failing, pure, divine—

His gift from Heaven above.

His wounds on Calvary

Reveal His inmost soul;

Afflicted, bruised and dying there

His stripes now make me whole.

Fly to His bleeding wounds,

O soul of mine and see

The refuge in His riven side

Love opened up for thee.

O pure and spotless Lamb—

Thy willing sacrifice

For me in my unworthiness

Is sacred in mine eyes.

I would not grieve my Lord,

I will obey His voice;

Strong in His grace, I’ll follow Him,

His will my only choice.

Yes! “Of a truth I know,”

It shall be surely well

With those who fear and honour God

And in His presence dwell.

Songs in the night He gives,

In Him my springs arise;

In my poor heart He sheds abroad

His love that never dies.

A beggar from the dust—

He raised me to a throne,

My robe of spotless righteousness

Washed in His blood alone.

He loved me unto death,

The holy Son of God.

All my iniquities

He purged with His own blood.

I see Him on the cross,

Atoning for my sin,

His arms extended wide

His sheep to gather in.

The door is open now

To all who on Him call,

A place of rest prepared,

Forgiveness free to all.

Oh, come, in Jesus’ name,

Thou shalt not be denied,

Your ransom price is paid,

For you the Saviour died.

He lives to plead your cause,

At God’s right hand above,

He ever lives to plead

In never failing love.

Hear my prayer, most holy Saviour,

In Thy mercy graciously

Send me help, that I may never

Turn my heart away from Thee.

Thou art all my hope and comfort,

All my soul’s expectancy,

Patience, grace and perseverance,

All must come, my Lord, from Thee.

I am oft perplexed and troubled,

Often in adversity;

Let me prove Thy grace sufficient,

Let me find my strength in Thee.

Hearken, Oh consider, incline now thine ear,

Jehovah is calling, the King waiteth near

Forget thine own people, let earth’s joys grow dim,

Forsake thine own pleasure and worship thou Him.

Wouldst thou to a place of high honour aspire?

Turn with thy whole heart, all thy will and desire

To Him who can make you all glorious within,

And clothe you in beauty and freedom from sin.

Then greatly desiring thy beauty to see,

The King shall rejoice when He looketh on thee,

Thy clothing wrought gold which shall never grow dim,

Thy light and thy glory reflected in Him.

The palace is ready, the garments are fair,

There’s naught in creation with thee can compare,

Thou shalt be remembered when time is no more,

Eternal thy glory with Christ evermore.

Hear the voice of Jesus calling!

Come and work while it is day;

Ere the darkness overtake you,

Oh! arise and haste away.

There’s no time for idle dreaming,

Look upon the fields now white;

Let it move your heart to labour

Soon will fall the shades of night.

Hearken to the voice of Jesus,

He is calling once again;

Are you still unmoved with pity?

See the light is on the wane.

And the harvest still is waiting—

Few to gather in the sheaves.

Will it perish? Will it perish?

How the heart of Jesus grieves!

Haste! the night is fast approaching,

Rise and work while yet you may;

You have seen the fields all rip’ning,

And their crying need display.

You have heard the Saviour calling,

And the dearth of lab’rers plead;

You have felt His claims upon you,

And have seen the urgent need.

Hearken! He is calling, calling;

Can you still at ease remain?

Will you let the harvest perish,

Shall His pleading be in vain?

And the night is surely coming,

Harvest days will soon be o’er;

Soon your privilege to labour

Will be gone for evermore.

Hearts are longing, hearts are sighing,

Seeking rest they cannot find,

In the wilds of sin they wander,

Heart sore, footsore, weary, blind.

Will you go and bring the message

Of the one whose arm can save,

From the snare of death and sorrow,

From the power of sin and grave?

Lost and lonely souls are straying,

On their path no ray of light,

Fear and doubt their hearts possessing,

Can you comprehend their plight?

They will perish, surely perish,

Yet you linger, yet you wait;

Hearken to their wail of anguish,

Save them ere it be too late.

Loud and clear the call is sounding,

Will you answer Yes or No?

I am anxiously awaiting

For your choice: Oh, will you go

Forth to bear the joyful tiding

Of salvation full and free?

Many souls in darkness dying,

And the Lord has need of thee.

Heirs of wrath and going downward,

Sad, how very sad your plight,

Slighting God, refusing mercy,

Loving darkness, hating light.

Jesus left His Father’s bosom,

In a manger low was laid,

Lived for you and in the garden

Agonised and wept and prayed.

Heirs of wrath— but Jesus loves you,

Gave His life your soul to save,

He alone is your salvation,

And your hope beyond the grave.

Jesus is God’s way to heaven,

God’s eternal truth and life.

Oh, forsake earth’s empty worship,

Shame and form and deadly strife.

God is near in Spirit, striving,

Oh, be earnest, count the cost.

Come and taste His sweet forgiveness;

Why, oh why should you be lost?

Here in Thy presence, Lord, we wait,

Thy spirit now impart,

From self and all iniquity

O help us to depart.

We would be pure and true like Thee,

To love and serve Thee faithfully.

Oh may Thy light and truth dispel

All darkness, fear and dread

And make us one, in heart and mind

With Christ, our living Head.

Redeemed, made nigh by His own blood,

To love and serve Thee as we should.

Christ is our law and light and life,

In this we now rejoice.

We know Him as our souls beloved

We hear the Bridegrooms voice;

He will, He must in us increase,

And bid self righteousness to cease.

We wait on Thee, the living God,

O turn us once again

From all that has dominion now,

That Christ alone may reign.

Then shall our spirits sweetly sing,

When Christ alone is Lord and King.

Hidden in the shadow, blessèd shadow,

Of my Father God’s almighty hand,

Who or what can harm me as I journey

On with Him, unto the fatherland.

Servant I will be to Him who loved me,

Bought me with His own most holy blood.

I will glorify Him in my body,

Magnify His name, the Son of God.

Body, soul and spirit His possession.

Sanctified in word, in deed and thought,

Holy, blameless is my soul’s Beloved.

All my boast is, “See what God hath wrought.”

By His Spirit sealed and overshadowed,

Safe protected from my every foe,

I am proving this is life Eternal,

Father, Son and Spirit here to know.

Hide not your talent in the earth,

This is the Lord’s command,

Your life and all that there pertains

Leave in the Master’s hands.

How can the Lord increase and bless

That which you do not give?

The life of self must fall and die

If you would truly live.

Hide not your light, let others see

In you His power to save,

Lest they should perish without hope

And fill a Christless grave,

Then seek to manifest His name

In all you say and do;

Their hope of everlasting life

May now depend on you.

Your talent God will multiply,

And to your mind unfold

The riches of His precious truth,

And treasures new and old.

The agents of the evil one

Rejoice with fiendish mirth

At those who carefully conceal

Their talents in the earth.

You say God is an austere man,

And yet you do not know

He reaps that which He hath not sown,

But have you proved it so?

You judge Him by your carnal mind,

Your heart devoid of grace

Has never yet been yielded up,

To be His dwelling place.

O, come and prove His yoke is sweet,

His burden light to bear,

A loyal, faithful friend is He,

Who will thy sorrows share.

Yield Him your heart, your life, your all,

And let His mind control,

God’s love and peace will satisfy,

His rest will fill your soul.

O, come and buy of Heaven’s gold,

So precious, tried and pure,

And raiment white, God’s righteous robe,

Which ever shall endure.

Let God anoint your eyes to see

How rich His boundless store

For those who serve and honour Him,

Both now and evermore.

Hope on, and walk by faith in Him

Who ever lives to intercede;

His covenant He cannot break,

And He will meet your soul’s deep need.

Hope on, though enemies reproach,

Grieve not at what the scorners say;

Leave all to Him who hath declared,

“Vengeance is mine, I will repay.”

Hope on, though others may blaspheme,

And let not this your soul appal;

God’s righteous retribution will

Be meted out to one and all.

Hope on, and glory in the cross,

And do not think to turn aside;

But cleave to Him who bore the shame,

And in the way of truth abide.

Hope on, let nothing dim thy view

Of that fair visage marred for thee;

His love divine will never fail,

In time or in eternity.

Hope on, hope ever, struggling soul,

By fears and failures undismayed;

The God who rules the raging sea,

Will hold thy hand, be not afraid.

Hope is an anchor of the soul

The storms of life can never move

And reaches far within the veil,

The depths of His great love to prove.

Hope on, and sing amid the gloom,

Though lone and drear the desert way—

Faith sheds her radiant light afar,

Leads on to God and cloudless day.

Hope on, a better day will dawn,

The day of Christ is nigh at hand—

When righteousness and peace shall reign

In every clime, in every land.

Hope on, hope ever to the end,

Though fierce and long the battle strife;

How sweet to hear the Master say,

“Well done, come enter into Life.”

How blessèd are the undefiled

Amid sin’s waste and barren land,

Who walk God’s lowly way of life,

Led by a loving Father’s hand.

How blessèd are the undefiled

Who love His holy will and way,

Wholeheartedly they walk therein,

Their Father, God, their strength and stay.

How blessèd are the undefiled

Who will not be enticed aside.

With eyes anointed they behold

And walk with Jesus crucified.

How blessèd are the undefiled

And pure in heart, who see His face,

With love unfeigned they worship Him,

Rejoicing in His truth and grace.

How blessèd are the undefiled

Who follow with their Saviour, Friend;

God’s Word is hidden in their hearts,

To safeguard, comfort and defend.

How blessèd are the undefiled,

Whose yielded lives are chaste and fair;

By precious blood made nigh to God,

They know a Father’s tender care.

How blessèd are the undefiled,

Loved with a pure unchanging love,

Fervent and true, as strong as death,

Sure as the Throne in Heaven above.

How blessèd are the undefiled,

Sweet is their rest and faith is strong,

With praise their loyal hearts o’erflow

In sweetest melody and song.

How blessèd are the undefiled

Who now revere the Saviour’s name,

And follow where the Lamb may lead,

And glory in His cross and shame.

How blessèd are the undefiled,

When toil is o’er and sinks life’s sun,

How full their joy, how deep their bliss,

To hear the Master’s words, “Well done.”

How clear the call of Jesus,

In accents low and sweet:

“Come now ye heavy laden,

And rest your weary feet;

My peace and sweet forgiveness

Your troubled heart will know,

And I will gently lead you

Where living waters flow.”

Your only hope is Jesus,

O do not turn away.

For you must stand before Him

On that great judgment day;

When those of every nation

Before Him will appear;

All who despised His mercy,

In awful guilt and fear.

How kind the heart of Jesus,

His voice is calling still;

Grieve not the Holy Spirit;

Do not resist His will.

Your days and years are passing

Spent, as a tale that’s told;

Will you remain a stranger

And lost outside the fold?

So very near the Kingdom,

Since God hath brought you nigh;

How sad if unrepenting,

In all your sins you die,

O heed the Saviour’s warning,

Outside no longer wait,

God’s call may cease forever,

And you may call too late.

How clear the call of Jesus,

In accents low and sweet:

“Come now ye heavy laden,

And rest your weary feet;

My peace and sweet forgiveness

Your troubled heart will know,

And I will gently lead you

Where living waters flow.”

Your only hope is Jesus,

O do not turn away.

For you must stand before Him

On that great judgment day;

When those of every nation

Before Him will appear;

All who despised His mercy,

In awful guilt and fear.

How kind the heart of Jesus,

His voice is calling still;

Grieve not the Holy Spirit;

Do not resist His will.

Your days and years are passing

Spent, as a tale that’s told;

Will you remain a stranger

And lost outside the fold?

So very near the Kingdom,

Since God hath brought you nigh;

How sad if unrepenting,

In all your sins you die,

O heed the Saviour’s warning,

Outside no longer wait,

God’s call may cease forever,

And you may call too late.

How few are ent’ring in!

So many turn away,

Despising God, His boundless grace,

And wasting life’s short day.

How few are ent’ring in!

O come we would implore;

How sad if you should stand and knock,

When God has shut the door.

How few are ent’ring in!

Will you reject His love,

His only way, His truth and life

Revealed from Heaven above?

How few are ent’ring in!

Beware, O soul, beware,

Lest you neglect the call of God

And end in dark despair.

How fresh and green the pastures fair,

Where the good Shepherd leads His sheep;

The river of God’s pleasure there

Flows on forever, still and deep;

Afar from all the strife and gloom

He resteth with His flock at noon.

How sweet the fragrant vale of prayer

Where Jesus loved to watch and pray;

We love to trace His footprints there,

No clouds obscure, no fears dismay;

Our prayers and praise and songs of grace

Like incense fill the holy place.

From all the world, its toil and care,

To watch with Him we turn aside;

Our Shepherd true is waiting there,

And every need will be supplied;

He speaks, how pleasant is His voice,

Our satiated hearts rejoice.

Made meet His suff’rings here to share,

Our heav’nly gain is earthly loss;

Content if Jesus leads us there,

To labour now and bear the cross,

And manifest His life and name,

To all the world His love proclaim.

How great, how strong, how deep the love

Which led my Saviour from above.

To sacrifice His life for me

Upon the Cross of Calvary.

God loved the world and gave His Son,

That life eternal might be won.

Amazing love, He died for me

Upon the Cross of Calvary.

He gave His own most precious blood,

The holy, harmless Son of God.

He paid the ransom price for me,

God’s sinless One, on Calvary.

He loved me even unto death,

And with His last fast failing breath,

He bowed His head and prayed for me,

The Lamb of God on Calvary.

How kind was the heart of the Saviour of men,

His grace and salvation to show,

He came from the bosom of God to reveal

The way, truth and life here below.

How kind was the heart of the Saviour of men

To leave those fair mansions on high,

And bear in His body the sins of the world,

In anguish to suffer and die.

How kind was the heart of the Saviour of men,

In triumph to rise from the grave,

A Prince and a Saviour exalted of God,

His chosen almighty to save.

How loving and kind is the Saviour of men

His nature and life to impart,

To all who will come and acknowledge Him Lord,

And give Him a place in their heart.

How much it griev’d the heart of God,

No tongue can ever tell,

To bruise His pure and Holy Son,

The one He lov’d so well.

O soul! There was no other way

Sin’s awful debt to pay.

How much it griev’d the heart of God

To send Him from above

To manifest His truth and life,

His pure and perfect love.

O awful grief! How sad their lot,

Him own received Him not.

How much it griev’d the heart of God:

All heaven was moved to see

His bitter cup, those drops of blood

In dark Gethsemane,

Exceeding sorrowful, alone,

For sin He must atone.

How much it griev’d the heart of God,

Man mocked Him while He prayed;

His crown of thorns, His bleeding wounds,

The world’s sins on Him laid:

God hides His face, O bitter cry,

Forsaken Christ must die.

How noble my estate— my happy lot;

I have a friend in Christ who changeth not.

I meet Him daily at the throne of grace

To hear His voice and look upon His face,

In God’s immediate presence there for me

His blood of sprinkling speaks continually.

The veil has gone, God’s new and living way

Appears before my mind, clear as the day.

At His kind Word, my soul with awe draws nigh,

With heart assured, I, “Abba Father,” cry,

There face to face at God’s right hand for me,

My Saviour pleads, He is my surety.

I bow with rev’rence at His blessed feet,

My heart is full, in Him I am complete.

Yes, sanctified and filled with love divine,

Redemption, wisdom, righteousness is mine,

His blood of sprinkling speaking now for me

Has sealed His truth which cannot cease to be.

O heart of mine, be loyal true and brave,

Faithful to Him who triumphed o’er the grave.

The single eye will keep your vision clear,

And perfect love will cast away all fear,

O Lamb of God, Thy sacrifice for me

Shall be my glory everlastingly.

With tender mercies crowned, I rest in peace,

The love wherewith He loved shall never cease.

With love’s unspeakable bond I am bound

To Him who reigns on high with glory crowned,

His rainbow circled throne reveals to me

God’s covenant shall last eternally.

How precious is the word of God

To contrite hearts and pure;

How gracious are His promises,

So steadfast, safe and sure.

How full of joy and sweet content

The souls who seek His face;

And weaned from self His fullness prove,

Receiving grace for grace.