3 Could we bear from one another He accounts us brethren still. 4 Oh! for grace our hearts to soften! Teach us, Lord, at length to love! We, alas! forget too often What a Friend we have above: But, when home our souls are brought, We will love Thee as we ought. I JESUS 36. ESUS! lead us with Thy power 2 Throughout the desert wild conduct 3 In Thy Presence we are happy; In Thy Presence we can conquer, Far from Thee we faint and languish : Lord, our Saviour, keep us nigh! 37. I GOD is love; the heavens tell it God is love and God is light. 2 And the teeming earth rejoices God is might and God is love. 3 Through these anthems of creation, God is love and God is life. 4 Up to Him let each affection I Duly rise and round Him move; Our glad story, God is life and God is love. 38. LORD! another day is flown, Are met once more before Thy throne, 2 And wilt Thou lend a listening ear Thou wilt for Thou dost love to hear 3 And, Jesus, Thou Thy smile wilt deign, As we before Thee pray, For Thou didst bless the infant train, 4 Oh, let Thy grace perform its part, 5 Thus chasten'd, cleansed, and wholly thine, The Sun of holiness shall shine In glory round our head. 6 And Thou wilt turn our wandering feet, Till worlds shall fade, and faith, shall greet 39. 1 FAR from my heavenly home, And speed me to my rest. 2 Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung: How should I sing a cheerful song, 3 My spirit homeward turns, 4 To thee, to thee I press, A dark and toilsome road; 5 God of my life, be near, On Thee my hopes I cast, O guide me through the desert here, 40. 1 LEAD, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on; The night is dark, and I am far from home; Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see 2 I was not ever thus, nor pray'd, that Thou I loved to choose and see my path; but now I loved the garish day, and spite of fears, O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till And with the morn those angel faces smile 41. I GIVE heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes 2 Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child, 42. I WE'VE no abiding city here : ! This may distress the worldling's mind; But should not cost the saint a tear, Who hopes a better rest to find. 2 We've no abiding city here: Sad truth, were this to be our home! 3 We've no abiding city here: Then let us live as pilgrims do! Let not the world our rest appear, But let us haste from all below. 4 We've no abiding city here: We seek a city out of sight; Zion its name, the Lord is there, It shines with everlasting light! 5 Zion! Jehovah is her strength; Secure she smiles at all her foes; And weary travellers at length Within her sacred walls repose. 6 O! sweet abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest! Had I the pinions of a dove, I'd flee away, and be at rest! 43. I OH God, our help in ages past, Our shelter from the stormy blast, 2 Beneath the shadow of Thy Throne 3 Before the hills in order stood, 4 A thousand ages in Thy sight 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, They fly, forgotten, as a dream D |