185 Is a voice that must be heard, 3 Oh, the clanging bells of Time! We are marching to and fro; For thy breath doth wrap us round,-- 4 Oh, the clanging bells of Time ! We shall feel the silence come; " Mighty to Save. 'Mighty to save."-ISA. lxiii. 1. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 185. LL glory to Jesus be given, ΑΙ That life and salvation are free; And all may be washed and forgiven, And Jesus can save even me. Yes, Jesus is mighty to save, And all His salvation may know, 2 From darkness, and sin, and despair, He has brought me, and made me an heir 3 Oh, the rapturous height of His love! 186 4 In Him all my wants are supplied, His blood that makes whiter than snow. Faith, a Living Power. "That the promise by faith might be given to them that believe."—GAL. iii. 22. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 186. 187 FAITH is a living power from heaven Which grasps the promise God has given; Securely fixed on Christ alone, A trust that cannot be o'erthrown. 2 Faith finds in Christ whate'er we need Does the Morning Dawn? "Watchman, what of the night?"—ISA. xxi. II. WATCHMAN, tell me does the morning Of fair Zion's glory dawn? Have the signs that mark His coming, 188 2 See the glorious light ascending, 3 Pilgrim, in that golden city, Seated on the jasper throne, Reigns in peace from zone to zone; 4 Pilgrim, see! the light is beaming Signs through all the earth are gleaming, When, the last loud trumpet sounding, Shall awake from earth and sea Out of the Ark. "Come thou, and all thy house, into the Ark."-GEN. vii. 1. THEY HEY dreamt not of danger, those sinners of old, By frequent transgressions their hearts had grown cold, Yet daily he called them, "Oh come, sinners, come, Receive ye the message, and know there is room For all who will come to the Ark." Then come, come, oh come! There's refuge alone in the Ark, Receive ye the message, and know there is room For all who will come to the Ark. 2 He could not arouse them, unheeding they stood, The prophet passed in from the on-coming flood, The flood-gates were opened, the deluge came on, Too late then they turned, every foothold was gone, 3 O sinners, the heralds of mercy implore, 189 The storm-cloud of Justice rolls dark over head; Alas, of your perishing souls 'twill be said, F Jesus is Mine. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 189. ADE, fade, each earthly joy, Jesus is mine! Earth has no resting-place; Jesus alone can bless, Jesus is mine! 2 Tempt not my soul away, Jesus is mine! Born but for one brief day, Pass from my heart away! Jesus is mine! Left but a dismal void : Jesus has satisfied; Jesus is mine! 4 Farewell, mortality; Jesus is mine! Welcome, eternity; Jesus is mine! Welcome, O loved and blest, Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, Welcome, my Saviour's breast; Jesus is mine! 190 191 Hallelujah! What a Saviour! "A Man of Sorrows, and acquainted with grief.”—ISA. liii. 3. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 190. "MAN AN of Sorrows," what a name Hallelujah! what a Saviour! 4 "What is this that He saith, 'A little while'?"-JOHN xvi. 17. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 191. OH H for the peace that floweth as a river, 2 "A little while" for patient vigil keeping, 3 To face the storm and wrestle with the strong; To wayside brooks, from far-off fountains fed; |