620 621 ? Mourning souls, dry up your tears: 5 Hither, then, your tribute bring; 1 Isa. ix. 6. JESUS, King most wonderful, Thou sweetness most ineffable, 2 When once Thou visitest the heart 3 O Jesus, light of all below, 4 May every heart confess Thy name, And, seeking Thee, itself inflame To seek Thee more and more. 5 Thee, may our tongues for ever bless, 1 And ever in our lives express "God is my portion for ever." LORD, I would delight in Thee, To Thee in every trouble flee, My best, my only Friend. 2 When all created streams are dried, Thy fulness is the same: May I with this be satisfied, C.M. C.M. 622 3 No good in creatures can be found, I must have all things and abound, 4 O Lord, I cast my care on Thee, Henceforth my great concern shall be "The Lord is my light and salvation." 1 TEACH me, O Lord, where'er I move, To seek some trace of Thee, And read some record of Thy love 2 If beauteous flowers should open near, In every path of daily life Teach me, midst scenes of peace or strife, 4 Though harm and evil walk my path, C.M. And know that Thou canst curb their wrath 5 I know that I am weak and frail, 623 6 Then teach me, Lord, where'er I move, 1 And read some record of Thy love "Suffer the little children to come." SEE Mark x. 14. EE Israel's gentle Shepherd stands, 2 "Permit them to approach," He cries, For 'twas to bless such souls as these, C.M. 624 625 1 66 3 Invited by the voice Divine, We bring them, Lord, to Thee; 4 If orphans they are left behind, That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, 5 The feeblest lamb amidst the flock 6 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear; 1 "To Him be dominion and glory." Rev. i. 6. WE sing to Thee, Thou Son of God, Fountain of life and grace; C.M We praise Thee, Son of Man, whose blood 2 Thee we acknowledge God and Lord, 8 To Thee all angels cry aloud, Through heaven's extended coasts:- Of glory and of hosts. 4 Through all the world, Thy churches join 5 Among their number, Lord, we love To sing Thy precious blood. Reign here, and in the worlds above, "And yet there is room." Luke xiv. 22. "YET With its fair glory beckons thee along. [song, 2 It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee! Make haste, make haste: 'tis not too full for thee! Room, room, still room! oh, enter, enter now! 3 Yet there is room! Still open stands the gate, The gate of love; it is not yet too late: Room, room, still room! oh, enter, enter now! 4 Pass in, pass in! That banquet is for thee; That cup of everlasting love is free: Room, room, still room! oh, enter, enter now! 5 Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call! Come, lingerer, come; enter that festal hall. Room, room, still room! oh, enter, enter now! 6 Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom: Then the last low, long cry: "No room, no room!" No room, no room! oh, woful cry, "No room!" 626 1 IN 2 "They that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing."-Ps. xxxiv. 10. some way or other the Lord will provide: It may not be my way, it may not be thy way; And yet, in His own way," The Lord will provide." Then we'll trust in the Lord, and He will provide; Yes, we'll trust in the Lord, and He will provide. At some time or other the Lord will provide : It may not be my time, it may not be thy time; And yet, in His own time, "The Lord will provide." 3 Despond then no longer, the Lord will provide; And this be the token-no word He hath spoken Was ever yet broken: "The Lord will provide." 4 March on then right boldly, the sea shall divide; The pathway made glorious with shoutings victorious, We'll join in the chorus, "The Lord will provide." 627 "Suffer little children to come.' 1 COME let us now our voices raise, And sing the loving Saviour's praise; 2 He always lends a listening ear, When children to His throne draw near; L.M. 3 He knows what little children need, 4 He knows how little children sin, 5 Dear Saviour, now supply our need; Now change to flesh our hearts of stone, 628 "In the daytime He led them, and all the night 1 through."-Ex xii. 21. 10.4.10.4.10.10. 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 I loved to choose and see my path; but now- I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, 3 So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till And, with the morn, those angel faces smile 629 "God commanded thee to keep the Sabbath." 1 THE light of Sabbath eve Is fading fast away; Of fruitless time destroyed, |