14 I have borne scorn and hatred,
I have borne wrong and shame,
Earth's proud ones have reproach'd me
For Christ's thrice-blessed name :-
Where God's seals set the fairest
They've stampt their foulest brand,
But judgment shines like noon-day
In Immanuel's land.
15 They've summoned me before them,
But there I may not come,—
My Lord says, “Come up hither,”
My Lord says "Welcome home!"
My kingly King, at His white throne,
My presence doth command,
Where glory—glory dwelleth
In Immanuel's land.
All things are ours,-how abundant the treasure!
Amid darkness and gloom, and by dangers surrounded
Because the Lord, my Saviour, has brought me from afar
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning
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Call Jehovah thy salvation...
"Cast thy bread upon the waters"
Cease thou from man-Oh what to thee
Cease here longer to detain me
Chosen, chosen, thou art chosen
Christ, of all my hopes the ground
Christ, whose glory fills the skies
Christian, seek not yet repose ...
Christian, whatsoever ail thee
Come let us join our cheerful songs...
Come, poor sinner, come to Jesus
Come, thou long-expected Jesus
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
Comfort take, thou child of sorrow
Commit thou all thy griefs...
Day by day the manna fell...
Dear as thou wert, and justly dear
Depart, my child! the Lord thy spirit calls
Dost thou see yon fair bark, by the billows upborne
For mercies, countless as the sands...
Forth in Thy name, O Lord, I go
Forward, and fear not-the billows may
From every stormy wind that blows,
Great All in All, Thou art my rest, my home
Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah
Hast thou heard the loud roar of the turbulent ocean?
He walks with God, who lives a life of faith...
He who hath all to give is ever near
He is the freeman whom the truth makes free
He that from dross would win the precious ore
Hear what God the Lord hath spoken
Heavenly contentment, blessed state
Helpless and sinful, poor and weak
"Himself hath done it ;"-how those words...
Hope on! hope on! let no sad thoughts prevail
How bright these glorious spirits shine
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
How glorious must that city be
How blest the union, how Divine
How bless'd is the child of the Lord
How long have we been learning
How often forgetting the crown
How weary and how worthless this life at times appears!
How fine has the day been, how bright was the sun...
How sweet to the soul are the breathings of peace
How are Thy servants blest, O Lord
How sweet, how heavenly is the sight
Howard, thy task is done, thy Master calls...
I ask'd the Lord that I might grow...
I come to Thee, my gracious God
I know that my Redeemer lives
I rest with Thee, Lord! whither should I go?
I want that adorning, Divine
If Solomon for wisdom prayed...
If our warfare be laborious
Leaves have their time to fall
Let deepest silence all around
Lord, teach us how to pray aright
Lord, it belongs not to my care
Lord, what is life? 'Tis like a flower
Lord, I am nothing in myself alone...
Lord, when we bend before Thy throne
Manna to Israel well supplied
May the grace of Christ our Saviour
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