Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.
4 May we with heaven's rejoicing thro Before his presence fall,
Join in the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.
OCK of Ages! cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From thy side a healing flood,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath and make me pure.
2 Should my tears for ever flow,
Should my zeal no languor know,
This for sin could not atone,
Thou must save and thou alone;
In my hand no price I bring,
Simply to thy cross I cling!
3 While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyelids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold thee on thy throne,
Rock of Ages! cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee.
HYMN 125. 8, 7.
Feeding the Flock.
1 SAVIOUR, who thy flock art feeding
With a Shepherd's kindest care,
All the feeble gently leading,
While thy lambs thy bosom share.
2 Now these little ones receiving,
Fold them in thy gracious arm;
There, we know, thy word believing,
Only there secure from harm.
3 Never, from thy pasture roving,
Let them be the lion's prey;
Let thy tenderness, so loving,
Keep them through life's dangerous way.
4 Then within thy fold eternal
Let them find a resting place;
Feed in pastures ever vernal,
Drink the rivers of thy grace.
HYMN 126. S. M.
Responsibility
1A CHARGE to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky.
3 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And O, thy servant, Lord, prepare,
A strict account to give.
4 Help me to watch and pray
And on thyself rely,
Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall for ever die.
HYMN 127. 8, 8, 6.
Importance of Time.
O! on a narrow neck of land,
"Twixt two unbounded seas I stand,
Yet how insensible !
A point of time, a moment's space,
Removes me to that heavenly place,
Or 'shuts me up in hell!
2 O God! my inmost soul convert,
And deeply on my thoughtless heart,
Eternal things impress;
Give me to feel their solemn weight,
And save me ere it be too late,
By thy almighty grace.
3 Before me place in bright array,
The pomp of that tremendous day,
When thou in clouds shalt come
To judge the nations at thy bar;
O tell me, Lord! shall I be there
To meet a joyful doom?
4 Be this my one great business here,
With holy joy and holy fear,
To make my calling sure;
Assist, O Lord!" a feeble worm,
Then shall I all thy will perform,
And to the end endure.
THE voice of free grace,
Cries, escape to the mountain;
For all that believe,
Christ hath opened a fountain.
For sin and pollution,
And every transgression,
His blood flows most freely
In streams of salvation.
Hallelujah to the Lamb,
Who hath bought us our pardon,
We'll praise him again,
When we pass over Jordan.
2 Ye souls that are wounded,
To the Saviour repair;
Now he calls you in mercy,
And can you forbear?
Though your sins are increased
As high as a mountain,
His blood can remove them;
It streams from this fountain.
Hallelujah, &c.
3 Now Jesus our King,
Reigns triumphantly glorious,
O'er sin, death and hell,
He is more than victorious;
With shouting proclaim it;
O trust in his passion;
He saves us most freely :
O precious salvation!
Hallelujah, &c.
4 With joy shall we stand,
When escaped to the shore,
With harps in our hands,
We'll praise him the more;
We'll range the sweet plains,
On the banks of the river,
And sing of salvation
For ever and ever.
Hallelujah, &c.
A Child's Thoughts.
AND can it be that I,
A young and thoughtless child,
So full of mirth and play,
So often rude and wild
2 That I a soul possess,
Which must for ever live;
That Jesus died upon the cross,
This deathless soul to save?
3 The Bible tells me this is so,
A book which cannot lie;
Then 'tis a fearful thing to live,
More fearful still to die.
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