HYMNS. 1. 4 6's-2 8's. 1 A broken heart, O God! The sacrifice that Thou wilt own, 2 Then break this heart, O Lord, 3 Sweet mercy dwells with Thee, That mercy show to me, Be that compassion mine : For sinners Jesus Thou did'st bleed, 1 "ABBA, Father," we approach Thee In our Saviour's precious name, We, Thy children, now assembling, Here Thy promised blessing claim. From our sins His blood hath wash'd us, 'Tis through Him our souls draw nigh; 'Tis Thy Spirit who has taught us, Abba, Father," thus to cry. 2 Clothed in garments of salvation, At Thy table is our place; We rejoice, and Thou rejoicest, In the riches of Thy grace. "It is meet," we hear Thee saying, "We should merry be and glad; I have found my once lost children, Now they live who once were dead.” 3 "Abba, Father !" all adore Thee, All rejoice in heaven above; While in us they learn the wonders Of Thy wisdom, grace, and love. Soon before Thy throne assembled, All Thy children shall proclaim; "Glory, everlasting glory, 3. Be to God and to the Lamb!" C. M. 1 ACCORDING to Thy gracious word, This will I do, my dying Lord, 4. 2 Can I Gethsemane forget? 3 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice! 4 Remember Thee and all Thy pains, Yes, while a pulse or breath remains, 5 And when these failing lips grow dumb, When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, C. M. 1 ALMIGHTY Father, God of Love, In folly from Thy paths have turn'd, 2 Sins of omission, and of act, Through all our lives abound; Alas! in thought, and word, and deed, 3 Spare us good Lord, in mercy spare- Through Him who suffer'd on the cross, 5. 6. 4 And grant, O Father, for His sake, L. M. 1 ASHAM D of Jesus, can it be, A ransom'd soul asham'd of Thee? 2 Asham'd of Jesus! of that friend On whom my hopes of heav'n depend; 3 Asham'd of Jesus! yes, I may, 4 Till then, I'll boast in Jesus' name, L. M. 1 ALMIGHTY Father, bless Thy Word 7. 2 Teach us good Lord, to seek Thy face, 8. C. M. 1 ALL hail the great Emanuel's name; Bring forth the royal diadem, 2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 4 Ye Gentiles come, with all your kings To Zion come-behold Him there, 5 Oh! that with yonder sacred throng, Join there the everlasting song, 1 AND dost Thou L. M. say, Ask what thou wilt," Lord, I would seize the golden hour; I pray to be releas'd from guilt, And freed from sin and Satan's power. |