Her best directions leave the mind
Bewildered in a dubious road.
3 No other name will heaven approve:
Thou art the true, the living way,
Ordained by everlasting love,
To the bright realms of endless day.
4 Here let our constant feet abide,
Nor from the heavenly path depart :
And may thy Spirit be our Guide,
Direct our steps, and cheer our heart.
5 Safe lead us through this world of night,
And bring us to the blissful plains,
The regions of unclouded light,.
Where perfect joy for ever reigns,
ESUS, thou art the living vine,
Thy feeble branches we;
Our life has been derived from thine,
Our grace received from thee.
2 All fruitless boughs are cut away,
Unsound professors proved;
And fruitful boughs more blessed than they,
Are pruned because beloved.
3 He who doth not in thee abide,
Must see his hopes expire,
And as a branch cut off and dried,
Be cast into the fire.
4 But he who grace from thee derives,
Our parent stem and root;
Still in perpetual verdure lives,
And bears abundant fruit.
5 And those, who fruit abundant bear,
Thy true disciples known,
Are placed beneath thy Father's care,
And thou their names will own.
6 Abiding in thy changeless love,
May we more fruitful grow;
Until we pass to joy above,
From grace and joy below.
286 ISAIAH xl. 2. Luke xv. I-6. John x. 1-18. L. M.. JESUS, thou Shepherd of the sheep, Thy little flock in safety keep;
The flock for which thou camest from heaven,
The flock for which thy life was given.
2 Once we were on the downward road,
Wandering from happiness and God,
But thou didst by thy grace constrain,
And bring us to thy fold again.
3 Guard us, for Satan seeks his prey;
Keep us, for we are prone to stray;
Cherish the young, sustain the old,
May none be feeble in thy fold.
4 Safe from temptations scorching beam,
And cheered by grace, a living stream;
In truth's green pastures may we lie,
Protected by thine arm and
5 And ever may we hear thy voice;
In thy almighty care rejoice;
From all the world's allurements flee,
And through all changes follow thee.
1 JESUS, thy blood and righteousness,
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
'Midst flaming worlds, in this arrayed,
With joy shall I lift up my head.
2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day;
For who-aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully, through thee, absolved I am,
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.
3 When from the dust of death I rise,
To claim my mansion in the skies,
This, this shall be my only plea,
Jesus hath lived and died for me.
MATTHEW Xxvii. 29. LUKE Xxiii. 33.
JESUS, thy head once crowned with thorns, Is crowned with glory now,
With holy love thy seraphs burn,
Thy saints adoring bow.
2 'Tis through thy sorrow, cross, and shame, Those saints have been forgiven;
And if the earth disowns thy name,
All worship it in heaven.
3 Delight of all who dwell above,
Be thou our joy below;
Make us to comprehend thy love,
And all thy glory know.
4 To us thy cross is life and health,
Thy sufferings our release;
Thy poverty has been our wealth,
Thy agony our peace.
5 If called, like thee, the cross to bear,
Give us all needful strength;
And teach us those who suffer here,
Will reign with thee at length.
1 JESUS we love thy cheering name,
'Tis music to our ear;
We would thy love and grace proclaim,
That earth and heaven might hear.
2 Yes! thou art precious in our eyes,
Our hope and only trust;
Wealth, when compared with thee, we prize As vile and worthless dust.
3 All glories that we can desire,
In thee do richly meet,
Nor to our eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.
4 May thy grace dwell within our hearts,
And shed its fragrance there;
That grace eternal joy imparts,
And lightens every care.
5 We'll speak thy glory and thy power,
While we have life and breath;
And thou wilt in the dying hour,
Make us to conquer death.
JESUS, where'er thy people meet,
They may approach the mercy seat; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground.
2 For thou, within no walls confined,
Inhabitest the humble mind;
Such find thee still their joy, their light,
At home, abroad, by day, by night.
3 Kind Shepherd of thy chosen few,
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting souls proclaim,
The virtues of thy saving name.
4 Here may we prove the force of prayer,
To strengthen faith, to sweeten care :
And fit us for that blessed abode,
Where we shall see the face of God.
5 Lord, we are few, but thou art near,
Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear;
Oh, rend the heavens, come quickly down,
And make unnumbered hearts thine own.
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