428 CHESTNUT HILL 7.6.7.6.D. 4 Rev. William P. Merrill, 1895 1 Let our choir new anthems raise, Wake the morn with O b 4 2664 2 God Himself to joy and praise Turns the martyrs' sad glad - ness; ness: Copyright, 1895, by The Trustees of The Presbyterian Board of Publication and Sabbath-School Work 2 Never flinched they from the flame, From the torture never; For by faith they saw the land 3 Faith they had that knew not shame He Who trod the self-same road, 4 Up and follow, Christian men! Who will first begin it? Who will seize the land of life? Joseph the Hymnographer (9th cent.). Arr. and trans. by Rev. John M. Neale, 1862: verse 1, line 5, alt. 429 SANCTUARY 8.7.8.7.D. Rev. John B. Dykes, 1871 #4 1 Hark! the sound of ho- ly voices, Chant-ing at 生 Al le lu ia! Alleluia! Alle - lu ia, Lord, to Thee! Clothed in white ap- par - el, hold - ing Palms of victory in their hands. A 2 They have come from tribulation, And have washed their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus; Tried they were, and firm they stood; Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, Sawn asunder, slain with sword, They have conquered death and Satan By the might of Christ the Lord. 3 Marching with Thy cross their banner, They have triumphed, following Thee the Captain of salvation, Thee their Saviour and their King; 4 Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered, Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died, And by death to life immortal They were born and glorified. Now they reign in heavenly glory, Now they drink, as from a river, Love and peace they taste for ever, Of the blessed Trinity. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 430 HUMMEL C. M. Heinrich C. Zeuner, 1832 4 1 Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see 2 Once they were mourning here below, 4 They marked the footsteps that He trod, And wet their couch with tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. His zeal inspired their breast; And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. 3 I ask them whence their victory came; 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to His death. 431 (MARSHALL) S. M. 2 Keen was the trial once, Bitter the cup of woe, When martyred saints, baptized in blood, Christ's sufferings shared below. 3 Bright is their glory now, Boundless their joy above, Where, on the bosom of their God, They rest in perfect love. For His own pattern given, While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. Rev. Isaac Watts, 1709 4 Lord, may that grace be ours, Like them in faith to bear 5 Enough, if Thou at last The word of blessing give, 6 All glory, Lord, to Thee, Whom heaven and earth adore, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God for evermore. Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker, Bart., 1852 The following Hymns are also suitable: 311 One sole baptismal sign. 345 Blest be the tie that binds, The Forgiveness of Sins: The Grace of God in Christ 4 2 Which of all our friends, to save us, This was boundless love indeed; 3 When He lived on earth abasèd, He rejoices in the same; Still He calls them brethren, And to all their wants attends. MARSHALL S. M. Could we bear from one another 5 O for grace our hearts to soften! What a Friend we have above: We will love Thee as we ought. Rev. G. Jarvis Geer, 1869 Bright shall the crown of glo - ry be When we have borne the cross. A-MEN. |