Puslapio vaizdai

3 Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Saviour, still our refuge-
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer:

In His arms He'll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.

Dr. Bonar.


TUNE-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 142.


ROM every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a safe retreat;
'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.
2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads,
A place than all beside more sweet,
It is the blood-stained mercy-seat.
3 There is a spot where spirits blend,

And friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.

4 There, there on eagles' wings we soar,
And time and sense appear no more;
There heavenly joys our spirits greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat.
Canon Hugh Stowell.


TUNE-Songs of Love and Mercy, No. 24.


ET again in Jesu's name,

At His throne we humbly bow;
He is evermore the same:

Lo, He waits to meet us now.
2 In His name, if two or three

Meet, and for His mercy call,
"There," the Saviour saith, "I'll be
In the midst to bless you all."

3 "You shall never ask in vain,
Though your number be but few;
Firm the promise doth remain,
'Lo, I always am with you!'




4 Saviour, we believe the word,
Calmly wait the promised grace;
Spirit of our risen Lord,

Holy Spirit, fill this place.


TUNE-Songs of Love and Mercy, No. 34.

OMMAND Thy blessing from above,


O God, on all assembled here;

Behold us with a Father's love,

While we look up with filial fear.

2 Command Thy blessing, Jesus! Lord!
May we Thy true disciples be;
Speak to each heart the mighty word,
Say to the weakest, Follow Me.


3 Command Thy blessing in this hour,
Spirit of Truth! and fill the place
With wounding and with healing power,
With quickening and confirming grace.
4 With Thee and Thine for ever found,
May all the souls who here unite,
With harps and songs Thy throne surround,
Rest in Thy love, and reign in light.


TUNE-Songs of Love and Mercy, No. 71.

Jwith joyful hearts we meet,

ESUS, in Thy blest name,

In fellowship with saints above,
Around the mercy-seat,

2 Lord, animate our hearts


With fervent love to Thee,

And nerve each fainting warrior here
With holy energy.

With joyfulness we wait

To see our Master's face;

Come, Jesus, to Thy waiting ones,

And fill this lowly place.



Fill it with light and love,

Fill it with power divine;

And may Thy children hence depart,
Fresh sealed and signed as Thine.

W. Pennefather.








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And put your armour on,


Strong in the strength which God supplies
Through His eternal Son.

Strong in the Lord of Hosts,
And in His mighty power:

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.

Stand then in His great might,
With all His strength endued;
And take, to arm you for the fight,
The armour of your God.

From strength to strength go on,
Wrestle, and fight, and pray;

Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day :

That, having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,

Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone,
And stand complete at last.

C. Wesley.

TUNE-Songs of Love and Mercy, No. 33.


E servants of the Lord,
Each in his office wait,
Observant of His heavenly word,
And watchful at His gate.

Let all your lamps be bright,
And trim the golden flame;

Gird up your loins, as in His sight,
For holy is His name.

Watch 'tis your Lord's command;
And while we speak, He 's near:

Mark the first signal of His hand,

And ready all appear.


Oh, happy servant he,

In such a posture found,

He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honour crowned.

Christ shall the banquet spread
With His own royal hand,

And raise that favoured servant's head,
Amidst the angelic band.




308 TUNE-Songs of Love and Mercy, No. 100.

HARR! 'tis the watchman's cry,
Wake, brethren, wake!

Jesus, our Lord, is nigh;
Wake, brethren, wake!
Sleep is for sons of night,
Ye are children of the light,
Yours is the glory bright;
Wake, brethren, wake!

2 Call to each waking band,
Watch, brethren, watch!
Clear is our Lord's command,
Watch, brethren, watch!
Be ye as men that wait
Always at the Master's gate,
E'en though He tarry late;
Watch, brethren, watch!

3 Heed we the steward's call,
Work, brethren, work!
There's room enough for all,
Work, brethren, work!
This vineyard of the Lord
Constant labour will afford,
Yours is a sure reward;
Work, brethren, work!

4 Hear we the shepherd's voice,
Pray, brethren, pray!
Would ye His heart rejoice,
Pray, brethren, pray!
Sin calls for constant fear,
Weakness needs the Strong One near,
Long as ye struggle here,

Pray, brethren, pray!

5 Now sound the final chord,
Praise, brethren, praise !
Thrice holy is the Lord,

Praise, brethren, praise !
What more befits the tongues,
Soon to lead the angels' songs,
While heaven the note prolongs?

Praise, brethren, praise!


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That knows not night."


W. Pennefather.

TUNE-Songs of Love and Mercy, No. 310.


RAISE, praise ye the name of Jehovah, our God,
Declare, oh declare ye His glories abroad;
Proclaim ye His mercy from nation to nation,
Till the uttermost islands have heard His salvation.

For His love floweth on, free and full as a river,
And His mercy endureth for ever and ever.

2 Praise, praise ye the Lamb, who for sinners was slain,
Who went down to the grave and ascended again;
And who soon shall return when these dark days are o'er
To set up His kingdom in glory and power.

3 Her bridal attire and her festal array

All nature shall wear on that glorious day;

For her King cometh down with His people to reign,
And His presence shall bless her with Eden again.

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