Liturgy and Hymns for the Use of the Protestant Church of the United Brethren

HOLY Lamb and Prince of peace,
Hear my soul implore thy grace;
Grant that my behaviour may
Meekness, such as thine, display.
2 O that I may faithfully
To thy voice obedient be;
Valiant, steadfast, may my love
In the hardest trials prove.
3 Keep thou me, a feeble child,
Sober, watchful, undefiled;
That where'er thy steps I see
Simply I may follow thee.

4 Thou the great victorious Lamb,
Who all hosts of hell o'ercame,
Grant that by thy blood I may
Conqueror be till thy great day.
5 When thou shalt on Zion stand,
May I be at thy right hand,
Clothed in the glorious dress
Of thy spotless righteousness.
497.*

T. 11.

O MY soul, mark every word
Of thy kind and gracious Lord:
When he calls, without delay
Willingly his call obey.

2 Hath he ought to say to thee,
An attentive scholar be;
Doth he chasten thee, as son,
'Tis deserved, humbly own.

498.

T. 596.

O TELL me no more

Of this world's vain store;

2 A country I've found,
Where true joys abound;
To dwell I'm determined on that
happy ground.

3 The souls that believe,
In paradise live:

And me in that number will Jesus
receive.

4 My soul, don't delay,
He calls thee away:

Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless
the glad day.

5 No mortal doth know
What he can bestow,

What light, strength, and comfort;
go, follow him, go.

6 Perhaps, with the aim
To honour his name,

I may do some service, poor dust
though I am.

7 Yet this is confess'd,
I count it most blest,

As at the beginning in him to find

LORD Jesus, 'tis with us thy aim,
That soul and body should be thine,
O take our hearts, and us incline
To be devoted to thy name.

2 What love can be compared with
thine?

Who has to us so just a claim
As thou who didst our souls redeem,
And for us leave thy throne divine?
3 Go, all ye wise, without control
Your empty notions still pursue;
(soul.
This powerful magnet draws my

The time for such trifles with me Jesus alone I have in view,

now is o'er.

JESUS Christ, thou Leading-star, Thy great name we praise and From believers be it far (hallow:

Any other guide to follow:
Thou, Lord, if we walk in light,
Wilt direct our steps aright.

2 Christians are not here below
To enjoy earth's transient treasure;
After Christ they 're called to go:
His reproach they count a plea-
Under manifold distress, (sure;
Through the narrow gate they press.
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T. 26.

THOU meek and patient Lamb of
God,

Who can by faith thy sufferings see,
And not devote himself to thee,
His life and every drop of blood.

2 Thy dying love doth justly claim
That I should live unto thy praise,
Yea, gladly share in thy disgrace,
And suffer freely for thy name.

2 The reproach of Christ is glorious;
Those who here his burden bear,
In the end shall prove victorious,
And eternal glory share.

3 Christ, our ever-blessed Saviour,
Bore for us reproach and shame,
Now as conqueror lives for ever,
And we conquer in his name.

4 Bear then the reproach of Jesus,
Ye who live a life of faith;
Sing ye joyful songs and praises,
Ev'n in martyrdom and death.

5 Bonds, and stripes, and tribulation
Are our honourable crowns;
Shame is our glorification,
Gloomy dungeons are as thrones.

JESUS, and shall it ever be,

A sinful worm ashamed of thee? Forbid it, Lord; thee I confess, Before both friends and enemies. 2 Ashamed of Jesus, of my God, Who purchased me with his own blood,

Of him who to retrieve my loss, Despised the shame, endured th cross?

3 Ashamed of Jesus, of that friend, On whom my heavenly hopes depend?

It must not be-be this my shame,
That I not more revere his name.
4 Ashamed of Jesus, of my Lord,
By all heaven's glorious hosts adored?
No, I will make my boast of thee,
In time and in eternity.

5 And when I stand before thy throne,

Me 'fore thy heavenly Father own;
Then shall the holy angels see
Thee, Jesus, not ashamed of me.

3 With the same faith our bosom glows,

Wherein those warriors stood, When in the cruel hands of those Who thirsted for their blood.

4 God whom we serve, our God can save,

Can damp the scorching flame, Can build an ark, or smooth a wave, For such as fear his name.

5 Yea, should it ev'n to man appear
At times, as though our Lord
Forsook his chosen people here,
At last he'll help afford.

6 If but his arm support us still,
Is but his joy our strength,
We shall ascend the rugged hill,
And conquerors prove at length.

RISE, ye followers of the Lamb,
Serve him 'midst reproach & shame,
His example keep in view,
And the narrow path pursue.

2 O all-wise sublime decree!
He assumed humanity,
Lived on earth despised and poor,
Died, salvation to procure.

3 See his faithful witness train; They endured the cross and pain: (Men, the world deserved not,) Hard and cheerless was their lot.

4 Should we not rejoice to see Our names in heaven's registry, With the names of those enroll'd, Who shall reap an hundred-fold.

XXV. SELF-KNOWLEDGE, AND SIGHING FOR GRACE.

516.

THEY that are whole need not
The good physician;
But they who know and feel

Their lost condition,
Bewail their wretched state,
To Christ appealing,
Experience of his stripes
The virtue healing.

T. 37.

2 We know, that in our flesh
No good thing dwelleth;
But with ne'er-failing skill
Our wounds he healeth:
Thus spirit, body, soul,
Though poor and needy,
Can to rejoice in him
Be ever ready.

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2 He who in Jesus' death believes, From thence all righteousness reAnd all sanctification: Though stripp'd of every self-made Is by the virtue of his blood [good,

Freed from sin's condemnation; Its voice still cries-in his favour;

Christ our Saviour for him pleadeth:
This is all the plea he needeth.

30 how enraptured is my heart,
That in my Jesus I have part;
He is my only treasure:
May 1 for evermore abide
A member of his chosen bride,
And live unto his pleasure,
Oh! I have joy-at the favour,
That my Saviour-here already
Join'd me to the church his body.

MY soul before thee prostrate lies,
To thee, its source, my spirit flies;
O turn to me thy cheering face;
I'm poor, enrich me with thy grace.
2 Deeply convinced of sin I cry,
In thy death, Saviour, let me die;
O may the world, may self and pride
In me henceforth be crucified.

3 Take full possession of my heart, To me thy lowly mind impart : Break nature's bonds, and let me see, He, whom thou free'st, indeed is free. 4 My heart in thee and in thy ways Delights, yet from thy presence

strays;

O keep, I pray, my wavering mind
Stay'd upon thee, to thee resign'd.
5 I know that nought in me avails,
Here all my strength & wisdom fails;
Who bids a sinful heart be clean?
Thou only, Saviour of lost meu.

FOR grace
weep and pant,
'Tis mercy that I want;
How wretched should I be,

Did I not Jesus know,

Who to deliver me
Suffer'd in my stead,
In a tomb was laid,
And rose from the dead.
2 Could even all the love
In heavenly hosts above,

And in the church below,
At once united prove,

And in one bosom glow;
Jesus' love outweighs;
Yea, his boundless grace
Is beyond all praise.

3 Love is his nature still;
In me he will fulfil

His precious thoughts of peace, If I am to his wil

Resign'd in every case;
Let him do what's best,
Then, supremely blest,
I enjoy true rest.

4 O my Immanuel,
My wounded spirit heal?
I humbly seek thy face;
Yea, pungent sorrow feel,

That I've abused thy grace:
Jesus, pardon me;
May I henceforth be
Faithful unto thee.

5 O Lord, thy grace impart,
Refresh and cheer my heart,

Thy pardoning love display,
For thou my Saviour art;

To me, poor sinner, say:
Thy reproach is mine,
All my merit 's thine,
Take my peace divine.

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