JEARER, my God, to Thee! Nearer to
Thee!
E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!
2 Though, like a wanderer, the sun goes down, Darkness comes over me-my rest, a stone: Yet in my dreams I'll be
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee! 3 Then let the way appear steps unto heaven, All that Thou sendest me, in mercy given, Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!
4 Then with my waking thoughts bright with
thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs Bethels I'll raise;
So, by my woes to be
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!
₺ Or if on joyful wing cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upwards I fly,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee! Nearer to Thee!
118 NEW every morning is Thy love
Our wakening and uprising prove,
L.. Through sleep and darkness safely brought,
Restored to life, and power, and thought.
2 New mercies, each returning day,
Hover around us while we pray;
New perils past, new sins forgiven,
New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
3 If, on our daily course, our mind
Be set to hallow all we find,
New treasures still of countless price,
God will provide for sacrifice.
4 The trivial round, the common task,
Will furnish all we ought to ask;
Room to deny ourselves,—a road
To bring us daily nearer God.
5 Only, O Lord, in thy dear love
Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us this and ev'ry day,
To live more nearly as we pray.
119 Jewish altars slain,
NOT all the blood of beasts,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.
But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away.
A sacrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood than they.
3 My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of Thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.
4 My soul looks back to see
The burdens Thou didst bear,
When hanging on the cursed tree;
And hopes my guilt was there.
Now let us join with hearts and tongues,
And emulate the angels' songs;
Yea, sinners may address their King
In songs that angels cannot sing.
2 They praise the Lamb that once was slain;
But we can add a higher strain:
Not only say, "He suffer'd thus,"
But that" He suffer'd all for us."
3 But ah! how faint our praises rise!
Sure, 'tis the wonder of the skies,
That we, who share His richest love,
So cold and unconcerned should prove.
4 Oh, glorious hour! it comes with speed,
When we, from sin and darkness freed,
Shall see the Lord who died for man,
And praise Him more than angels can.
NOW, Lord, to every heart make known,
The power of Jesu's cross alone:
Open the doors of mercy wide,
Lead us to Jesus crucified.
2 Oh, never let the words be vain,
Which testify a Saviour slain;
But may they, by Thy grace applied,
Lead us to Jesus crucified.
3 Teach us our wretched state to know,
As filled with sin, and guilt, and woe;
To cast away all hope beside,
And cling to Jesus crucified.
4 Teach us to live to Him alone;
And after death before Thy throne,
May we in Thy blest courts abide,
And sing a Saviour crucified.
122 FOR a closer walk with God!
A calm and heavenly frame;
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
2 Return, O Holy Dove, return,
Sweet messenger of rest;
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,
And drove Thee from my breast.
3 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from Thy throne,
And worship only Thee.
4 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
123 0 FOR a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free,
A heart that's sprinkled with the blood
So freely shed for me!
2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne:
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.
3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean!
Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that dwells within.
4 A heart in every thought renew'd,
And fill'd with love divine;
Perfect, and true, and pure, and good;
A copy, Lord, of Thine.
124 O Lord, bend this stubborn heart of mine.
FOR a humbler walk with God!
L. Subdue each rising, rebel thought,
And all my will conform to Thine.
2 O for a holier walk with God!
A heart from all pollution free.
Expel, O Lord, each sinful love,
And fill my soul with love to Thee.
3 O for a nearer walk with God!
Lord, turn my wandering heart to Thee,
Help me to live by faith on Him,
Who liv'd, and died, and rose, for me.
4 Lord send Thy Spirit from above,
With light, and love, and power divine.
And by His all-constraining grace,
Make me, and keep me, ever Thine.
125 FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace!
2 Jesus, the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
"Tis music in the sinner's ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.
3 He speaks, and list'ning to His voice,
New life the dead receive;
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.
4 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb,
Your loosen'd tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.
126 GOD, how endless is Thy love,
Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new,
And morning mercies from above,
Gently descend like early dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night,
Great Guardian of our sleeping hours,
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
And quickens all our drowsy powers.
3 We yield those powers to Thy command;
To Thee we consecrate our days;
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
127 GOD, mine inmost soul convert,
And deeply on my careless heart,
Eternal things impress!
Give me to feel their solemn weight,
And tremble on the brink of fate,
And wake to righteousness.
2 Before me place in dread array,
The pomp of that tremendous day,
When Thou in clouds shalt come,
To judge the nations at Thy bar.
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there
To meet a joyful doom?
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