81 3 4 THE SOLID ROCK. L. M. WILLIAM B. BRADBURY. Than Jesus' blood and righteousness; 1. My hope is built on nothing less I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. My anchor holds within the vail. Hum-bly at thy cross I bow; Save me, Jesus, save me now. 4 In the promises I trust; Now I feel the blood applied; I am prostrate in the dust; I with Christ am crucified. 5 Jesus comes! he fills my soul! Perfected in love I am! I am every whit made whole; WM. MCDONALD. THY KINGDOM COME.-Concluded. 3 Every island, sea, and mountain, 15 Heaven and earth, shall flee Answer thine own Bride and Spirit; Hasten, Lord, the general doom; The new heaven and earth to inherit Take thy pining exiles home: Travails, groans, and bids thee come. 6 Yea, Amen; let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne: Saviour, take the power and glory; Claim the kingdom for thine own: : O come quickly; : Alleluia! come, Lord, come. C. WESLEY. Alt. JOHN WYETH. FINE. Streams of mer- cy, nev-er ceas-ing, Call for songs of loudest praise. 023 D.C.-Praise the mount; I'm fix'd upon it; Mount of thy re-deem-ing love. D. C. Teach me some me- lo- dious son-net, Sung by flaming tongues a-bove: 2 Here I'll raise mine Eben-ezer; He, to rescue me from danger, 3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart tothee; Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it; Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart; oh, take and seal it; Seal it for thy courts above. ROBERT ROBINSON. |