The Evangelist’s Hymnal (Section 5)

EH 168  7’s D
Jesus, lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the waters near me roll,
While the tempest still is high.
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storms of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide;
Oh receive my soul at last!

2 Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee!
Leave, ah! leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring:
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.

3 Thou, O Lord, art all I want;
More than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy name—
I am all unrighteousness;
Vile and full of sin I am—
Thou art full of truth and grace.

4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to pardon all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart,
Now and to eternity.

GB 661

Jesus loves me! this I know,
For the Bible tells me so;
Little ones to Him belong,
They are weak, but He is strong.

Yes, Jesus loves me,
Yes, Jesus loves me,
Yes, Jesus loves me,
The Bible tells me so.

2 Jesus loves me! He who died
Heaven’s gate to open wide;
He will wash away my sin,
Let His little child come in.

3 Jesus loves me! loves me still,
When I’m very weak and ill;
From His shining throne on high
Comes to watch me where I lie.

4 Jesus loves me! He will stay
Close beside me all the way;
If I love Him, when I die
He will take me home on high.

EH 169

Jesus, my Lord, to Thee I cry;
Unless Thou help me, I must die:
Oh, bring Thy free salvation nigh,
And take me as I am!

And take me as I am!
And take me as I am!
My only plea—Christ died for me.
Oh, take me as I am!

2 Helpless I am, and full of guilt;
But yet for me Thy blood was spilt;
And Thou canst make me what Thou wilt
And take me as I am!

3 No preparation can I make,
My best resolves I only break;
Yet save me, for Thine own name’s sake,
And take me as I am!

4 Behold me, Saviour, at Thy feet;
Deal with me as Thou seest meet;
Thy work begin, Thy work complete,
But take me as I am!

GT 78

Jesus, my Saviour, come I to Thee,
Take me, oh! take me, Thine ever to be;
Guilty and helpless, this is my plea,
That Thou hast suffered for sinners like me.
That Thou hast suffered for sinners like me.

2 Nothing I bring as price for my sin,
Thy blood alone my redemption does win;
This is my hope, none other I know,
Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.

3 Jesus, my Saviour, to Thee I yield,
Henceforth to own Thee my Lord and my shield;
Keep me, oh! keep me, close to Thy side,
There shall I safely for ever abide.

EH 170 P.M.

Jesus, my Saviour, to Bethlehem came,
Born in a manger to sorrow and shame;
Oh, it was wonderful—blest be His name!
Seeking for me, for me!

Seeking for me! for me!
Seeking for me! for me!
Oh, it was wonderful—blest be His name!
Seeking for me, for me!

2 Jesus, my Saviour, on Calvary’s tree
Paid the great debt, and my soul He set free;
Oh, it was wonderful—how could it be?
Dying for me, for me!

3 Jesus, my Saviour, the same as of old,
While I was wand’ring afar from the fold,
Gently and long did He plead with my soul,
Calling for me, for me!

4 Jesus, my Saviour, shall come from on high—
Sweet is the promise as weary years fly;
Oh, I shall see him descending the sky,
Coming for me, for me!

EH 172  8.7.4.

Jesus once was dead, now liveth!
Lo! He lives for evermore;
He who all our sins forgiveth,
He who all our sorrows bore:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
We our risen Lord adore.

2 High the conq’eror’s state, and glorious;
Son of God and Son of Man!
He returns to heaven victorious,
Finished all that He began:
Thus to save us,
Sovereign love’s mysterious plan.

3 Sing, ’tis done! from heaven’s own treasure
All the fearful debt is paid;
All transgression’s perfect measure
God has on our Surety laid:
And for ever
Is the sacrifice He made.

4 Tell around the wide creation
What redeeming love has done;
Publish full and free salvation
Through the blood of God’s dear Son:
His the glory—His alone.

EH 177 P.M.

Jesus! Saviour! Precious name
Of the Son of God, Who came
Ruined sinners to redeem!
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

2 Leaving scenes of purest light,
Veiling glory fair and bright,
“Cross of Christ,” oh, wondrous sight!
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

3 Lost, and in our sins, were we;
Spotless, sinless, holy, He,
Bearing guilt upon the tree!
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

4 Bruisèd in the sinner’s stead,
E’en to death He bowed His head;
        “it is finished!” loudly said—
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

5 Him as Lord we gladly own,
Seated on His Father’s throne;
Soon we’ll sing in sweeter tone,
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

GT 81 L.M.

Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
Doth his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moon shall wax and wane no more.

2 To Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head;
His name, like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

3 Blessings abound where’er He reigns;
The pris’ner leaps to loose his chains,
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blessed.

4 Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honours to the King;
Angels descend with praise again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.

EH 182 L.M.

Jesus, the Lord our righteousness!
Our beauty Thou, our glorious dress!
’Midst flaming worlds, in this arrayed,
With joy shall we lift up the head.

2 Bold shall we stand in that great day,
For who aught to our charge shall lay?
While by Thy blood absolved we are
From sin’s tremendous curse and fear.

3 This spotless robe the same appears
When ruined nature sinks in years;
No age can change its glorious hue,
The robe of Christ is ever new.

4 Till we behold Thee on Thy throne,
In Thee we boast, in Thee alone,
Our beauty this, our glorious dress,
“Jesus, the Lord our righteousness.”

EH 183 P.M.

Jesus! the very thought of Thee
With sweetness fills the breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see
And in Thy presence rest.

2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame,
Nor can the mind conceive
A sweeter sound than Jesus’ name
To sinners who believe.

3 O hope of every contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall how kind Thou art,
How good to those who seek!

4 But what to those who find? Ah! this
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but His loved ones know.

5 Jesus! our only joy be Thou,
As Thou our prize wilt be:
In Thee be all our glory now,
And through eternity.

EH 184  8.7.

Jesus! Thou alone art worthy
Ceaseless praises to receive;
For Thy love, and grace, and goodness
Rise o’er all our thoughts conceive.

2 With adoring hearts we render
Honour to Thy precious name;
Overflowing with Thy mercies,
Far and wide Thy worth proclaim.

3 Praise Him! praise Him! praise the Saviour!
Saints, aloud your voices raise:
Praise Him! praise Him!—till in heaven
Perfected we’ll sing His praise.

EH 185 C.M.

The head that once was crowned with thorns
Is crowned with glory now,
Heaven’s royal diadem adorns
The mighty Victor’s brow.

2 Thou glorious light of courts above,
Joy of the saints below,
To us still manifest Thy love,
That we its depths may know.

3 To us Thy cross, with all its shame,
With all its grace, be given;
Though earth disowns Thy lowly name,
God honours it in heaven.

4 Who suffer with Thee, Lord, below,
Shall reign with Thee above;
Then let it be our joy to know
This way of peace and love.

5 To us Thy cross is life and health;
’Twas shame and death to Thee;
Our present glory, joy, and wealth,
Our everlasting stay.

EH 189

Just as I am—without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

2 Just as I am—and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

3 Just as I am—poor, wretched, blind,
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yes, all I need in Thee to find:
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

4 Just as I am—Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe:
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!

5 Just as I am—Thy love, I own,
Has broken every barrier down:
Now to be Thine, yes, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!


Just as you are—without one trace
Of love, or joy, or inward grace,
Or meetness for the heavenly place—
O, guilty sinner, come!

2 Burdened with guilt, would you be blest?
Trust not the world—it gives no rest;
Christ brings relief to hearts opprest—
O, weary sinner, come!

3 Come, leave your burden at the cross;
Count all your gains but empty dross:
His grace o’erpays all earthly loss—
O, needy sinner, come!

4 “The Spirit and the Bride say, Come;”
Rejoicing saints re-echo, Come:
Who faints, who thirsts, who will, may come—
The Saviour bids you come!

NG 103

Just as you are there’s a welcome for you,
Just as you are,... come home;
Turning away from the old to the new,
Just as you are,... come home...

Jesus will save you just as you are...
Jesus will welcome you from afar,...
Jesus will heal sin’s pitiful scar;...
Just as you are,... come home...

2 You cannot heal your own soul if you try,...
Just as you are,... come home;
Jesus must save you or else must you die,...
Just as you are,... come home...

3 Ragged and rent though your raiment has been,...
Just as you are,... come home;
Famished in soul and polluted by sin,...
Just as you are,... come home...

4 Come, for the Father has waited so long,...
Just as you are,... come home;
Pardon awaits you, and welcoming song,...
Just as you are,... come home...

EH 191 P.M. (thee & thine?)

Just on the threshold! oh, why not come in,
Leaving the mazes of darkness and sin?
Forward—the light, oh the folly refuse!
Backward—the dangers, and woes that were yours?

Just on the threshold—and Christ makes His plea!
Come! with the pardoned for ever to be!
Just on the threshold—why linger so long?
Sing, with the ransomed, eternity’s song!

2 Just on the threshold, and joy near at hand;
Yonder’s the gleam of Immanuel’s land!
Refuge and rest are now offered to you:
Sin or salvation—oh, what will you do?

3 Just on the threshold,—oh, make now your choice;
Come with the servants of Christ, and rejoice!
Jesus is calling, oh, turn not aside!
Come! ’tis the voice of the Spirit and Bride!

RED 720

Just one touch as He moves along,
Pushed and pressed by the jostling throng,
Just one touch and the weak was strong,
Cured by the Healer divine.

Just one touch as He passes by,
He will list to the faintest cry,
Come and be saved while the Lord is nigh,
Christ is the Healer divine.

2 Just one touch and He makes me whole,
Speaks sweet peace to my sin-sick soul,
At His feet all my burdens roll,
Cured by the Healer divine.

3 Just one touch and the work is done,
I am saved by the blessèd Son,
I will sing while the ages run,
Cured by the Healer divine.

4 Just one touch and He turns to me,
Oh the love in His eyes I see!
I am His, for He hears my plea,
Cured by the Healer divine.

5 Just one touch, by His mighty power
He can heal you this very hour,
You can hear tho’ the tempests low’r,
Cured by the Healer divine.

Good T 94 C.M.

Let all who love the Saviour’s name
Now raise their thoughts above;
Let every heart and voice unite
To sing—that God is love.

’Tis old,... yet ever new!
’Tis old,... yet ever new!
I know,... I feel it’s true;
’Tis old yet ever new!

2 This precious truth His word reveals
And all His mercies prove;
Creation and redemption join
To show—that God is love.

3 His patience, bearing much and long
With those who from Him rove;
His kindness, when He leads them home,
Both mark—that God is love.

4 The work begun is carried on
By power from heaven above;
And every step from first to last
Declares—that God is love.

5 Oh, may we all, while here below,
This best of blessings prove;
Till nobler songs in brighter worlds
Proclaim—that God is love.

EH 195

Let earth and heaven agree,
Let men with heaven join,
To sing salvation free,
The work of grace divine;
To praise the great atoning Lamb,
And all His wondrous love proclaim.

2 Jesus! life-giving sound,
The joy of earth and heaven;
No other help is found,
No other name is given,
In which the sons of men can boast,
But His who seeks and saves the lost.

3 His name the sinner hears,
And is from guilt set free;
’Tis music in his ears,
’Tis life and victory:
His heart o’erflows with sacred joy,
And songs of praise his lips employ.

4 Jesus! all praise above!
We sing Thy blessèd name,
We sing Thy dying love,
Thy rising power proclaim:
But soon, to give Thee worthy praise,
Both heaven and earth their voice shall raise.

EH 197  P.M.

Let us sing of His love once again,
Of the love that can never decay,
Of the blood of the Lamb who was slain,
Till we praise Him again in that day.

In the sweet by and by
We shall meet in the home of our Lord.
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet in the home of our Lord.

2 There are cleansing and healing for all
Who will wash in the life-giving flood;
There is life everlasting, and joy
At the right hand of God through the blood.

3 Even now while we taste of His love,
We are filled with delight at His name;
But what will it be when above
We shall join in the song of the Lamb!

4 Then we’ll march in His name till we come
At His bidding, to enter our rest;
And the Father shall welcome us home
To our place in the realms of the blest.

EH 198 P.M.

Let us sing of the love of the Lord
As now to the cross we draw nigh;
Let us sing to the praise of the God of all grace
For the love that gave Jesus to die!

Oh, the love that gave Jesus to die!
The love that gave Jesus to die!
Praise God, it is mine, this love so divine—
The love that gave Jesus to die!

2 Oh how great was the love that was shown
To us!—we can never tell why:
Not to angels, but men; let us praise Him again
For the love that gave Jesus to die!

3 Now this love unto all God commends,
Not one would His mercy pass by;
“Whosoever shall call,” there is pardon for all
In the love that gave Jesus to die!

4 Who is he that can separate those
Whom God does in love justify?
Whatsoever we need He includes in the deed,
In the love that gave Jesus to die!

EH 505
Life at best is very brief,
Like the falling of a leaf,
Like the binding of a sheaf,
*Be in time.
Fleeting days are telling fast
That the die will soon be cast,
And the fatal line be past,
*Be in time.
Be in time . . . be in time . . .
While the voice of Jesus calls you, be in time.
If in sin you longer wait,
You will find no open gate,
And your cry be—“Just too late!” be in time.

2 Fairest flowers soon decay,
Youth and beauty pass away,
Oh! you have not long to stay.*
While God’s Spirit bids you come,
Sinner, do not longer roam,
Lest you seal your hopeless doom,*

3 Time is gliding swiftly by,
Death and judgment both draw nigh,
To the arms of Jesus fly.*
Oh! I pray you count the cost,
Ere the fatal line be crossed,
And your Christless soul be lost,*

4 Sinner, heed the warning voice,
Make the Lord your happy choice,
Then all heaven will rejoice.*
Come from darkness into light,
From the way that seemeth right,
Come and start for heaven tonight,*

GT 89 7.6.
Life through the death of Jesus,
Gift of eternal love,
Sweetly the gospel message
Sounds from the throne above;
Life for the guilty sinner,
Freedom for slaves of sin;
God’s blessèd “Whosoever”
Takes every lost one in.
Life through the death of Jesus,
Gift of eternal love,
Sweetly the gospel message
Sounds from the throne above.

2 Washed in the blood of Jesus,
Clean in God’s holy sight,
Jesus can make the vilest
Whiter than snow tonight,
Only the work of Jesus,
Nothing that man can do;
God brings His great salvation
Just where you are to you.

3 Peace through the cross of Jesus,
Doubtings and fears are gone;
Past is the night of sorrow,
Now the triumphant song;
Death through His death is vanquished,
All the great work is done;
Peace through the cross of Jesus,
Peace through the victory won.
Life through the death of Jesus,
Gift of eternal love,
Sweetly the gospel message
Sounds from the throne above.

GT 90 P.M. (v5 thee?)

Like to sheep we wandered
On the downward road;
The Good Shepherd sought us,
Far, far from God.

Pardon now is free . . .
Free for you and me . . .
Hark! hark! the Saviour calls:
Come unto Me!

2 Once as Man of Sorrows,
He the Saviour came,
Came in tender pity,
Grace to proclaim.

3 Bruised for our transgressions,
He was crucified;
All God’s righteous judgment
He satisfied.

4 Sinner, you are needy,
Guilt has stained your soul;
Jesus, only Jesus,
Can make you whole.

5 Hear the voice of mercy
Calling tenderly,
’Tis the risen Saviour
Making His plea.

SH 133

Little thought Samaria’s daughter,
On that ne’er-forgotten day,
That the tender Shepherd sought her
As a sheep astray;
That from sin He longed to win her—
Knowing more than she could tell
Of the wretchedness within her,
Waiting at the well.

Hear, oh, hear the wondrous story!
Let the winds and waters tell—
’Tis the Christ, the Lord of glory,
Waiting at the well.

2 ’Neath the stately palmtree swaying,
Listened she to words of truth:
While each thought was backward straying
O’er her wasted youth.
Hastening homeward, with desire
All His wondrous speech to tell,
Asked she, “Is not this Messiah
Waiting at the well?”

3 Living waters still are flowing,
Full and free for all mankind,
Blessings sweet on all bestowing;
All a welcome find.
All the world may come and prove Him;
Every doubt will Christ dispel,
When each heart shall truly love Him,
Waiting at the well.

GHC 77 P.M. (v1 thee?)

Lo, a loving Friend is waiting,
Calling you and me;
Listen to His voice so tender,
“Come to Me.”

2 Many times has Jesus spoken,
Now He speaks again:
Shall the Saviour’s invitation
Be in vain?

3 Soon that voice will cease its calling,
Will you still delay?
Wait no longer, sin grows stronger,
Yield today.

4 Saviour, I will wait no longer,
Now to Thee I come;
And when life’s short voyage is over,
Take me home.

RED 288

Long I have wandered afar from my Lord,
Now I am coming home;
Longing to be to His favour restored,
Now I am coming home.

Yes, I am coming, dear Lord, I’m coming,
Just now I’m coming home;
Yes, I am coming, dear Lord, I’m coming,
Just now I’m coming home.

2 Tired of the world with its folly and sin,
Now I am coming home;
Believing the Saviour will welcome me in,
Now I am coming home.

3 Knowing my Saviour can give me His rest,
Now I am coming home;
Longing to anchor my soul on His breast,
Now I am coming home.

4 Humbly I crave but a poor servant’s place,
Now I am coming home;
Only desiring to taste of His grace,
Now I am coming home.

5 Oh, bless the Lord, my dear Saviour I see,
Now I am coming home;
Waiting to welcome a sinner like me,
Now I am coming home.

EH 201 P.M.

Look to Jesus, weary one,
Look and live! Look and live!
Look at what the Lord has done;
Look and live!
See Him lifted on the tree;
Look and live! Look and live!
Hear Him say, “Look unto Me;”
Look and live!

Son of Man, exalted high;
Saviour, He is ever nigh;
Look and live, why will you die?
*Look and live!

2 Lost, unworthy, vile, unclean,*
Look away from self and sin;*
Long by Satan’s craft enslaved;*
Look to Him, you shall be saved;*

3 Wand’rer now though far away,*
Harden not your heart to-day;*
’Tis your Father calls you home;*
Whosoever will may come;*

EH 202 C.M. (be ye? Isaiah)

“Look unto Me, and you’ll be saved!”
Look, men of nations all;
Look, rich and poor; look, old and young;
Look, sinners, great and small!

Look unto Him, and you’ll be saved!
O weary, troubled soul;
Oh look to Jesus while you may;
One look will make you whole!

2 “Look unto Me, and you’ll be saved!”
Look now, nor dare delay;
Look as you are—lost, guilty, dead;
Look while ’tis called today.

3 “Look unto Me, and you’ll be saved!”
Look from your doubts and fears;
Look from your sins of crimson dye,
Look from your prayers and tears.

4 “Look unto Me, and you’ll be saved!”
Look to the work all done:
Look to the piercèd Son of Man;
Look, and your sins are gone!

EH 203 8.7.4.

Look, you saints, the sight is glorious!
See “the Man of Sorrows” now!
From the fight returned victorious,
Every knee to Him shall bow.
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crowns become the Victor’s brow!
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crowns become the Victor’s brow!

2 Crown the Saviour! angels own Him!
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the vault of heaven rings.
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crown the Saviour “King of kings!”

3 Sinners in derision crowned Him,
Mocking thus the Saviour’s claim:
Saints and angels crowd around Him,
Own His title, praise His name.
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Spread abroad the Victor’s fame.

4 Hark! those bursts of acclamation!
Hark! those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
Oh, what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him! Crown Him!
“King of kings and Lord of lords!”

EH 204

Lord, bring some wand’rers home tonight,
Those who have gone astray;
Oh, give them grace to come tonight,
Let them no more delay.

Tonight, Lord, tonight, Lord,
Bring wand’rers home to-night.

2 May none Thy mercy spurn tonight,
Thy Holy Spirit grieve;
May prodigals return tonight,
May sinners now believe.

3 Let none unsaved depart tonight,
Unsaved, and unforgiven;
Over some yielding heart tonight
Let there be joy in heaven.

GT 94  11.10.

Lord, I am Thine: in mercy Thou hast broken
The fetters strong that bound me to my sin;
Thy blood was shed—of love the mighty token—
From ways of death my guilty soul to win.

2 Lord, I am Thine: who saw no beauty in Thee,
But spurned Thy mercy with rebellious pride;
Saved by Thy grace, I lowly bow before Thee,
And in Thy love my soul is satisfied.

3 Lord, I am Thine: yet sinful, weak, and fearing,
I need Thy grace to keep me day by day,
Hold Thou my hand, and keep my feet from falling,
Then shall I tread with joy my pilgrim way.

4 Lord, I am Thine: though sorrows gather round me,
And death’s dark shadow cross my path is thrown;
Saviour divine, Thine outstretched hand upholds me;
And being Thine I shall not walk alone.

5 And soon shall shine the bright and cloudless morrow,
When blood-washed saints upon the stormless shore
Shall stand with Thee, beyond the reach of sorrow;
Their boast that they are Thine for evermore.

EH 206 (v4 better omitted)

Lord, I hear of showers of blessing
Thou art scatt’ring full and free—
Showers the thirsty land refreshing,
Let those showers fall on me.

Even me, even me!
Let those showers fall on me.  chorus necessary? not in EH.

2 Pass me not, O gracious Father!
Sinful though my heart may be:
Thou might’st leave me; but the rather
Let Thy mercy fall on me.

3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour!
Let me love and cling to Thee;
I am longing for Thy favour;
Whilst Thou’rt calling, oh, call me.

4 Pass me not, but by Thy Spirit
He, who made the blind to see,
Witnesses to Jesus’ merit,
Speaks the word of power to me.

5 Love of God, so pure and changeless;
Blood of Christ, so rich and free;
Grace of God, so strong and boundless;
Magnify them all in me.

6 Pass me not! Thy lost one bringing,
Bind my heart, O Lord, to Thee;
While the streams of life are springing,
Blessing others, oh, bless me.

GT 96 P.M.

Lord, Thou hast sought, and with blood Thou hast bought me,
Snapped are my fetters, the captive is free;
Out of my sins unto God Thou hast brought me:
Holy Redeemer, I sing unto Thee.

O Thou art worthy! O Thou are worthy!
O Thou art worthy! God’s glorious Son;
Ever in heaven my glad heart shall praise Thee,
Ever rememb’ring the work Thou hast done.

2 Great was the love, Lord, that brought Thee from glory,
Great the compassion that led Thee to die,
Great is the joy of Thy wondrous salvation,
Great is Thy glory, my Saviour, I cry.

3 Nought but Thy favour, can please me, O Saviour,
Nought but Thy love can my soul satisfy;
O keep me near Thee, and ne’er let me grieve Thee,
Fill Thou my heart with Thy grace from on high.

EH 215  8.7.

Love divine, all praise excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down!
Bless us with Thy rich indwelling,
All Thy faithful mercies crown!
Saviour, Thee we’d still be blessing,
Serve Thee here, as soon above;
Praise Thee, Saviour, without ceasing,
Glory in Thy dying love.

2 Carry on Thy new creation—
Faithful, holy, may we be
Joyful in Thy full salvation,
More and more conformed to Thee!
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place,
Then to worship and adore Thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise!

RED 336
Loved with everlasting love,
Led by grace that love to know;
By Thy Spirit from above,
Thou hast taught me it is so.
Oh this full and perfect peace!
Oh this transport all divine!
In a love which cannot cease,
I am His, and He is mine.

2 Heaven above is softer blue,
Earth around is sweeter green!
Something lives in every hue,
Christless eyes have never seen;
Birds with gladder songs o’erflow,
Flowers with deeper beauties shine,
Since I know as now I know,
I am His, and He is mine.

3 His for ever, only His;
Who the Lord and me shall part?
Ah, with what a rest of bliss
Christ can fill the loving heart!
Heaven and earth may fade and flee,
Though sunlight in gloom decline;
I with God shall ever be,
I am His, and He is mine.

GH 148
Loving Saviour, Thou art calling
Sinners to Thyself today;
They have wandered from the shelter
Of Thy fold and gone astray.
Bring them back to peace and safety;
May they hear Thy loving call;
Thou art waiting to receive them,
Draw each one, receive them all.

2 Loving Saviour, I am coming,
Bringing all my sins to Thee;
As I am, in shame and sorrow,
Lord, receive and rescue me.
At the cross I lay my burden,
Lowly at Thy feet I bow;
I no longer doubt and grieve Thee,
Cleanse my heart: Lord, save me now!

3 Loving Saviour, Thou art pleading
For my heart, my life, my all;
Long without I’ve kept Thee waiting,
Now I open at Thy call.
Come Thou in, take full possession,
Consecrated it shall be;
Take my life, direct and use it,
I will live it all for Thee!

4 Glorious Saviour, Thou art coming,
Bright the hope within my heart;
Keep me ever watching for Thee,
Till I see Thee as Thou art:
Then with all Thine own united,
Ransomed by Thy matchless grace,
I shall join the song eternal
Saviour, in Thy worthy praise.

EH 216 6.5.
Low in the grave He lay—
Jesus, my Saviour!
Waiting the coming day—
Jesus, my Lord!

Up from the grave He arose, . . .
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes; . . .
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives for ever with His saints to reign.
He arose! . . . He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

2 Vainly they watch His bed—
Jesus, my Saviour!
Vainly they seal the dead—
Jesus, my Lord!

3 Death cannot keep his prey—
Jesus, my Saviour!
He tore the bars away—
Jesus, my Lord!

EH 217 P.M.

“Man of sorrows!” what a name
For the Son of God, who came
Ruined sinners to redeem!
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

2 Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
In my place condemned He stood;
Sealed my pardon with His blood.
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

3 Guilty, vile, and helpless we;
Spotless Lamb of God was He:
Full atonement—can it be?
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

4 Lifted up was He to die,
“It is finished,” was His cry;
Now in heaven exalted high!
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

5 When He comes our glorious Lord
By His saints to be adored
Then we’ll sing with one accord,
Hallelujah! what a Saviour!

GB 291  C.M.

My faith has found a resting-place,
Not in a form or creed;
I trust the Ever-living One,
His wounds for me shall plead.

I need no other argument,
I need no other plea;
It is enough that Jesus died,
And that He died for me.

2 Enough for me that Jesus saves,
This ends my fear and doubt;
A sinful soul, I come to Him,
He’ll never cast me out.

3 My heart is leaning on the Word,
The written Word of God;
Salvation by my Saviour’s name,
Salvation through His blood.

4 My great Physician heals the sick,
The lost He came to save;
For me His precious blood He shed,
For me His life He gave.

SS&S 235 6.6.4.

My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Saviour divine;
Now hear me while I pray;
Take all my guilt away;
Oh, let me from this day.
Be wholly Thine.

2 May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire;
As Thou hast died for me,
Oh, may my love to Thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be—
A living fire.

3 While life’s dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my guide:
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow’s tears away;
Nor let me ever stray
From Thee aside.

4 When ends life’s transient dream
When death’s cold, sullen stream
Shall o’er me roll
Blest Saviour, then in love,
Fear and distrust remove;
Oh, bear me safe above
        A ransomed soul.