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! Soon their notes will all be dumb, 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, AL 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 Poweq. "That the promise by faith might be given to them that believe.”—GAL. iii. 22. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 186. 187 `AITH is a living power from heaven FAIT 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. 11. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 187. WAT JATCHMAN, tell me does the morning Have the signs that mark His coming, Yet upon my pathway shone? 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, Out of the Ark. "Come thou, and all thy house, into the Ark."—GEN. vii. I. TH 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, 66 They heard they refused—and were lost!" Jesus is Mine. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 189. FADE, fade, each earthly joy, Jesus is mine! Break, every tender tie, Jesus is mine! Earth has no resting-place; Jesus alone can bless, 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 2 3 Hallelujah! What a Saviour! "A Man of Sorrows, and acquainted with grief."-ISA. liii. 3. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 190. "MAN of Sorrows," what a name For the Son of God, who came Ruined sinners to reclaim ! 2 Bearing shame and scoffing rude, 3 Guilty, vile, and helpless, we; 4 Hallelujah! what a Saviour! 5 When He comes, our glorious King, "A Little While.” "What is this that He saith, A little while'?"-JOHN xvi. 17. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 191. OH for the peace that floweth as a river, Making life's desert places bloom and smile ; Oh for the faith to grasp Heaven's bright "for ever," Amid the shadows of earth's "little while." "A little while" for patient vigil keeping, To face the storm and wrestle with the strong; "A little while" to sow the seed with weeping, Then bind the sheaves and sing the harvest song. "A little while" the earthen pitcher taking To wayside brooks, from far-off fountains fed; |