The Evangelist’s Hymnal (Section 9)

GB 205  P.M. (ch. thee?)

The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin:
The Light of the world is Jesus;
Like sunshine at noonday His glory shone in:
The Light of the world is Jesus.

Come to the Light, ’tis shining for you;     ???????????
Sweetly the Light has dawned upon me;
Once I was blind, but now I see too:      ????????
The Light of the world is Jesus.

2 No darkness have we who in Jesus abide:
The Light of world is Jesus;
We walk in the light when we follow our Guide:
The Light of the world is Jesus.

3 You dwellers in darkness, with sin-blinded eyes,
The Light of the world is Jesus;
Go, wash at His bidding, and light will arise:
The Light of the world is Jesus;

4 No need of the sunlight in heaven, we’re told:
The Light of that world is Jesus;
The Lamb is the Light in the City of Gold;
The Light of that world is Jesus.

GT 177  P.M.

There comes to my heart one sweet strain,
A glad and a joyous refrain;
I sing it again and again,
Sweet peace, the gift of God’s love.

Peace, peace, sweet peace,
Wonderful gift from above;
Oh! wonderful, wonderful peace.
Sweet peace, the gift of God’s love.

2 Through Christ on the cross peace was made,
My debt by His death was all paid;
No other foundation is laid
For peace, the gift of God’s love.

3 When Jesus as Lord I had crowned,
My heart with His peace did abound,
In Him a rich blessing I found,
Sweet peace, the gift of God’s love.

4 In Jesus at peace I abide,
And while I keep close to His side
There’s nothing but peace can betide,
Sweet peace, the gift of God’s love.

EH 393  P.M.

There is a better world, they say,
Oh, so bright! Oh, so bright!
Where sin and woe are done away,
Oh, so bright! Oh, so bright!
And music fills the balmy air,
And angels with bright wings are there,
And harps of gold, and mansions fair,
Oh, so bright! Oh, so bright!

2 No clouds e’er pass along its sky,
*Happy land!
No tear-drops glisten in the eye,*
They drink the gushing streams of grace,
And gaze upon the Saviour’s face,
Whose brightness fills the holy place,*

3 O parents, brothers, sisters, come,
*Come away!
We long to reach our Father’s home,*
O come, for time is fleeting fast,
And things of men will soon have passed;
Jesus will surely come at last.*

GB 564   P.M.

There is a city bright,
Closed are its gates to sin;
Naught that defileth,
Naught that defileth,
Can ever enter in.

2 Saviour, I come to Thee!
O Lamb of God, I pray,
Cleanse me and save me,
Cleanse me and save me,
Wash all my sins away.

3 Lord, make me, from this hour,
Your loving child to be;
Kept by Thy power,
Kept by Thy power,
From all that grieveth Thee:

4 Till in the snowy dress
Of Thy redeemed I stand,
Faultless and stainless,
Faultless and stainless,
Safe in that happy land!

EH 396  P.M.

There is a gate that open stands,
And through its portals gleaming,
A radiance from the cross afar
The Saviour’s love revealing.

Oh, depth of mercy, can it be
That gate was opened wide for me?
For me, for me!
Was opened wide for me!

2 That open gate stands free for all
Who seek through it salvation;
The rich and poor, the great and small,
Of every tribe and nation.

3 Press onward, then, though foes may frown,
While mercy’s gate is open;
Accept the cross, and win the crown,
Love’s everlasting token.

4 When once you come inside this gate,
You then are safe for ever;
For our blest Lord has plainly said,
“My sheep shall perish never.!

5 Oh, depth of mercy, now I see
That Jesus bled and died for me!
For me, for me!
Yes, bled and died for me!

SS&S  1134  C.M.

There is a green hill far away,     lone hill
Outside a city wall,
Where the dear Lord was crucified,
Who died to save us all.

2 We may not know, we cannot tell,
What pains He had to bear;
But we believe it was for us
He hung and suffered there.

3 He died that we might be forgiven,
He died to make us good,
That we might go at last to heaven,
Saved by His precious blood.

4 There was no other good enough
To pay the price of sin;
He only could unlock the gate
Of heaven, and let us in.

5 Oh, dearly, dearly has He loved!
And we must love Him too;
And trust in His redeeming blood,
And try His works to do.

EH 397  P.M.

There is a love that passes human knowledge,
Mighty to rescue, strong to free and bless;
Which, in its gracious overwhelming kindness,
Provides for all a robe of righteousness.

Jesus, Lord Jesus, of Thee we sing;
Thou, Thou hast loved us, Thou didst salvation bring.

2 How great this love, that stooped in wondrous pity
Down to the depths of human misery,
And cleanses in the blood that grace provided
The guilty sinner who will contrite be.

3 How rich this love, that gives us everlasting
Peace, hope, and joy for human poverty,
And leads unto the mansions prepared above,
All who can beauty in Christ’s person see.

4 This love we know who trust the precious Saviour,
Who rest upon His work in simple faith,
Knowing His word abideth sure and steadfast,
Waiting His coming, as His promise saith.

Jesus, Lord Jesus, to Thee we sing;
Thou, Thou dost love us, Thou wilt salvation bring.

EH 398  C.M.

There is a name I love to hear,
I love to sing its worth;
It sounds like music in mine ear,
The sweetest name on earth.

2 It tells me of a Saviour’s love,
Who died to set me free;
It tells me of His precious blood,
The sinner’s perfect plea.

3 It tells of One whose loving heart
Can feel my smallest woe,
Who in each sorrow bears a part
That none can bear below.

4 It bids my trembling soul rejoice,
And dries each rising tear;
It tells me in a “still small voice,”
To trust and never fear.

5 Jesus, the name I love so well,
The name I love to hear,
No saint on earth its worth can tell,
No heart conceive how dear.

6 This name shall shed its fragrance still
Along this thorny road,
Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill
That leads me up to God.

GT 179

There is a stream of precious blood,
Which flowed from ‘Jesus’ veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see
That Saviour in His day,
And by that blood, though vile as he,
My sins are washed away

3 Blest Lamb of God, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Be saved to sin no more.

4 Soon, in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing Thy power to save;
No more with lisping, stammering tongue,
But conqueror o’er the grave.

5 Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared—
Unworthy though I be—
For me a blood-bought, free reward
A harp of God for me,

6 ’Tis strung and tuned for endless years,
And formed by power divine,
To sound in God the Father’s ears
No other name but Thine.

GH 236

There is a wondrous story
That often has been told,
So full of grace and glory,
So new and yet so old.
And now again we tell it,
So rich, so full, so free;
And hosts unnumbered swell it
Throughout eternity.

2 He who was rich in glory
Came down to earth below
In love, O wondrous story!
To lowest depths did go.
Jesus, the spotless Victim,
Died there upon the tree,
That we might know God’s favour,
From judgment ever free.

3 How dark that night of sorrow
Through which the Saviour passed!
And deep the stormy waters,
And fierce the tempest blast;
But O the mighty Saviour,
Victorious o’er the grave,
Has ris’n in glorious power,
And lives the lost to save.

4 The darkness all is ended,
That night for ever past;
To God’s right hand ascended,
He’ll come again at last,
To call His ransomed people
To yonder glory bright—
Made like to His own image,
To dwell with Him in light.

EH 401  P.M. (blood B?)
There is forgiveness, God doth say,
Through the blood; through the blood;
Both sin and guilt are put away,
Through the blood; through the blood;
And sinners fitted for the sky,
Yes, unto God Himself brought nigh,
Made meet to dwell with Christ on high,
Through the blood, through the blood!

2 ’Tis not your work puts sin away,
But the blood;
Nor is it gold, God’s Word doth say,
But the blood:
Yes, ’tis the blood, the precious blood
Of Christ, the chosen Lamb of God,
That clears away sin’s heavy load:
Precious blood!

3 You may be washed as white as snow
In the blood;
And then to glory bright will go,
Through the blood:
So come to Christ; O come to-day!
That you may praise—yes, praise for aye,
The Lamb who washed your sins away
In His blood.

4 Thousands of souls in heaven will be
Through the blood,
Praising the Lamb, who on the tree
Shed His blood:
All white and pure, all glorious fair,
They praise the Lamb, whose joy they share;
Oh, happy throng! will you be there
Through the blood?

EH 402  P.M.
There is life in a look at the Crucified One,
There is life at this moment for thee;
Then look, sinner, look unto Him, and be saved—
Unto Him who was nailed to the tree.

Sponsor points out chorus, is it in the tune requested??????
Look, look, look and live,
There is life for a look at the crucified One,
There is life at this moment for you.

2 Oh, why was He there as the bearer of sin
If on Jesus your sins were not laid?
Oh, why from His side flowed the sin-cleansing blood
If His dying your debt has not paid?

3 It is not your tears of repentance, nor prayers,
But the blood that atones for the soul;
On Him then, who shed it, you mayest at once
Your weight of iniquities roll.

4 We are healed by His stripes! Would you add to the word?
And He is our righteousness made;
The best robe of heaven He bids you put on:
Oh, could you be better arrayed?

5 Then doubt not your welcome, since God hath declared
There remaineth no more to be done;
Christ once in the end of the world hath appeared,
And completed the work He begun.

6 Oh, take, with rejoicing, from Jesus at once
The life everlasting He gives;
And know, with assurance, you never can die
Since Jesus your righteousness lives.

GT 182 (ch. thee?)

There is mercy for all,
Who on Jesus will call,
As a Saviour from bondage and sin;
He the wand’rer will seek;
He can rescue the weak,
And the heart of the hardest can win.

Mercy for you! righteously free! . . . . . gloriously true . . sponsor????
Such wealth of compassion for you!
Trust without doubt, He’ll not cast you out,
For ever “His own” you shall be.

2 On the broad downward road,
Under sin’s heavy load,
We were far from the way that is right;
Yet He stooped from above,
In the might of His love,
Unto death in the darkness of night.

3 Now the shadows have fled,
And as raised from the dead,
He can life and forgiveness impart
Unto all who believe,
And just simply receive
Him as Saviour and Lord in the heart

4 Oh! then trust Him to-day,
Do not longer delay,
But just come in submission and faith;
He will save you this hour,
From your sins’ awful power,
And will put them away by His death.

GT 185  P.M.
There is none other but Jesus, the Lord,
Who’s able to save, able to save!
Millions have come and believed on His word,
And have proved He is able to save.

He can save, . . . save! Christ can fully save
Everyone . . .everyone!
He can save, . . . save! Christ can fully save
Everyone who trusts in Him!

2 There is none other who died for our sins,
He’s able to save! able to save!
Once He was buried—but risen again,
He is able and willing to save.

3 There is none other whose blood can atone.
He’s able to save! able to save!
There is but one, it is Jesus alone!
He is able the guilty to save

4 There is none other, then why do you wait?
He’s able to save! able to save!
Trust and confess Him before it’s too late;
He is able and willing to save.

EH 403 P.M.

“There shall be showers of blessing!”
This is the promise of love:
There shall be seasons refreshing
Sent from the Saviour above.

Show . .ers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need;
Mercy-drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.

2 “There shall be showers of blessing!”
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys
Sound of abundance of rain.

3 “There shall be showers of blessing!”
Send them upon us, O Lord;
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come, and now honour Thy Word.

4 “There shall be showers of blessing!”
Oh, that to-day they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call!

GT 186  P.M.

There were ninety and nine that safely lay
In the shelter of the fold;
But one was out on the hills away
Far off from the gates of gold,
Away on the mountains wild and bare,
Away from the tender Shepherd’s care.

2 Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine;
Are they not enough for Thee?
But the Shepherd made answer—This of Mine
Has wandered away from Me;
And although the road be rough and steep,
I go in the desert to find My sheep.

3 But none of the ransomed ever knew
How deep were the waters crossed,
Nor how dark was the night that the Lord passed through
Ere He found the sheep that was lost.
Out in the desert He heard its cry,
Sick, and helpless, and ready to die.

4 Lord, whence are those blood drops all the way
That were shed for the one who had gone astray,
Ere the Shepherd could bring him back?
Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent and torn?
They are pierced to-night by many a thorn.

5 And all through the mountains, thunder-riven,
And up from the rocky steep,
There rose a cry to the gate of heaven,
Rejoice, I have found My sheep.
And the angels echoed around the throne,
Rejoice, for the Lord brings back His own!

SH 236

There was One who was willing to die in my stead,
That a soul so unworthy might live;
And the path to the cross He was willing to tread,
All the sins of my life to forgive.

They are nailed to the cross,
They are nailed to the cross,
O how much he was willing to bear!
With what anguish and loss, Jesus went to the cross!
But He carried my sins with Him there.

2 He is tender and loving and patient with me,
While He cleanses my heart of the dross;
But “there’s no condemnation”—I know I am free,
For my sins are all nailed to the cross.

3 I will cling to my Saviour and never depart
I will joyfully journey each day,
With a song on my lips and a song in my heart,
That my sins have been taken away.

sep. sheet

There’s a home prepared in heaven,
Which, together, we may share,
Furnished by our loving Saviour,
Where Christ’s likeness, we shall bear.

2 Let us take God’s wondrous offer,
Of salvation, full and free,
By believing in Christ Jesus,
He who died for you and me.

3 For He left His home in heaven,
Where He dwelt with God above,
Came to earth as tiny Baby,
Showing us God’s boundless love.

4 What He suffered none can fathom,
Living in this sinful world;
Doing good to all around Him
While the crowds about Him swirled.

5 But the climax of His suff’ring,
Dying on that cruel cross,
Was when God Himself, forsook Him,
While He bore our sins for us.

6 Then He died, by all forsaken,
Even by His faithful few,
Pleading there, “Father forgive them,
For they know not what they do.”

7 In a tomb, they laid our Saviour,
But God did not leave Him there;
Raised to heaven by the Father,
Soon, with Him, His home we’ll share.

EH 405  P.M.

There’s a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar,
For the Saviour’s gone over the way
To prepare us a dwelling-place there.

In the sweet by-and-by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore!
In the sweet by-and-by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore!

2 We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blest;
And our spirits shall sorrow no more—
Not a sigh for the blessing of rest.

3 To our bountiful Father above
We will offer the tribute of praise,
For the glorious gift of His love,
And the blessings that hallow our days.

EH 407 P.M. ( thee? only rhyme 2 lines?)

There’s a voice that is calling to you,
And it pleads with its tenderest tone,
Whilst it bids you to flee from God’s wrath,
And whispers, To Jesus now come!

Sinner, hear, and obey,
’Tis the voice of the Spirit that cries;
While He strives, yield to Him,
Do not quench the convictions that rise.

2 There’s a Saviour now waiting for you,
With His heart and His arms open wide;
Will you come, and from judgment be free
Through the Lamb who on Calvary died?”

3 There’s a fountain that’s open for you;
Go wash, them, be clean from your sin:
Not a spot nor a stain shall there be
If but once you are cleansèd therein.

4 There’s a mansion preparing for you,
With its pleasures that none can conceive;
And eternally happy you’ll be
If you will but on Jesus believe.

EH 409  C.M. (v2 thee?)

There’s rest for you, O weary soul!
Why longer groan unblest?
Hear Him who cried to laden ones,
Hear Him who cried to laden ones,
“Come, I will give you rest.”

2 There’s peace for you, O anxious soul!
A calm tranquillity;-------The storm He can subdue--sponsor??????
’Tis Jesus speaks the cheering word,
“My peace I give to you.”

3 There’s joy for you, O mourning soul!
Dry up your tears, and praise;
Confide, and in the Lord be glad,
“Rejoice in Him always.”

4 Rest, peace, and joy in Christ are found,
The Spirit makes them known;
Claim Christ—God’s gift—this very hour,
Possess Him as your own.

EH 406  P.M.

There’s a stranger at the door:
*Let . . .Him in! . . .
He has been there oft before:*
Let Him in, ere He be gone;
Let Him in, the Holy One,
Jesus Christ, the Father’s Son.*

2 Open now to Him your heart;*
If you wait, He will depart:*
Let Him in, He is your friend,
He your soul will sure defend;
He will keep you to the end:*

3 Hear you now His loving voice?*
Now, oh now, make Him your choice:*
He is standing at the door,
Grace into your heart to pour;
Then His name you will adore:*

4 Now admit the heavenly guest:*
He will make for you a feast:*
He will say, “Your sin’s forgiven;”
And, when earth-ties all are riven,
He will take you home to heaven:*

Red 224

There’s a wideness in God’s mercy,
Like the wideness of the sea;
There’s a kindness in His justice,
Which is more than liberty.

2 For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man’s mind;
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfullly kind.

3 There is plentiful redemption
In the blood that has been shed;
There is joy for all the members
In the sorrows of the Head.

4 Pining souls! Come nearer Jesus,
And oh, come not doubting thus,
But with faith that trusts more bravely
His great tenderness for us.

5 If our love were but more simple,
We should take Him at His word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.

SH 237

They nailed my Lord upon the tree
And left Him, dying, there:
Through love He suffered there for me;
’Twas love beyond compare.

Crucified! crucified!
And nailed upon the tree!
With pierced hands and feet and side!
For you!...For me!

2 Upon His head a crown of thorns,
Upon His heart my shame;
For me He prayed, for me He died,
And, dying, took my blame .

3 “Forgive them, O forgive!” He cried
Then bowed His sacred head,
O Lamb of God! my sacrifice!
For me Thy blood was shed.

4 His voice I hear, His love I know;
I worship at His feet;
And kneeling there, at Calv’ry’s cross,
Redemption is complete.

EH 410  C.M.D. (thee?)----sponsor suggests the following rewrite!

They spake to him of old who sat
In blindness by the way,
Of Christ the Lord, who, drawing near
Could turn his night to day;
But still he lingered, trembling there,
Till o’er that living sea ----Till in tenderness falls
The words of welcome reached his ear, ----to his ear
“Arise, He calleth thee!” ------- , to you He calls!”

2 And still those words from heaven fall
On every sinner’s ear,
And still the Lord delights to bid
The trembling soul draw near:
The old, the young, the rich, the poor,
He calls from wrath to flee; -------And from wrath which enthralls
And from the death-like sleep of sin, ----All in--the death-etc.
“Arise, He calleth thee!” ------- , to you He calls!”

3 He saw you when, “a great way off,”
You had no thought of Him;
The door of grace He open threw
And sought to bring you in:
As child within its father’s home,
As happy and as free. ------And all the joy it holds
He longs to have you with Himself
“Arise, He calleth thee!” ------- , to you He calls!”

4 From all the joys this world affords,
Which perish in a day,
The gilded snares which Satan spreads
To lead your steps astray;
From sin, from guilt, however great,
From want, from misery, -------, and shameful faults,
From all the sorrows of this life
“Arise, He calleth thee!” ------- , to you He calls!”

5 From want, which urges on your feet
In sin’s dark path to roam,
To love’s rich feast His hand hath spread
The endless joys of home;
From memories of your by-past life,
However dark they be, ----And dark deeds your mind holds,
To rest with Him, in glory bright
“Arise, He calleth thee!” ------- , to you He calls!”

EH 413  11’s.

Thou alone, Lord Jesus, canst true peace impart,
Thou dost know the sorrow of the human heart;
Thou, who cam’st from glory here that heart to win,
And in love for sinners suffered once for sin.
There is none, Lord Jesus, there is none like Thee;
For the broken-hearted, there is none like Thee;

2 Hearts bowed down with sadness, laden with their sin,
Through Thy blood, Lord Jesus, boldly enter in,
Gladly hear Thee calling, “Come to Me and rest,”
Lose their heavy burden on Thy loving breast.
There is none, Lord Jesus, there is none like Thee;
For the heavy laden, there is none like Thee!

3 Worldly joy is fleeting, vanity itself;
Vain the dazzling brightness, vain the stores of wealth;
Vain the pomp and glory; only Thou canst give
Peace and satisfaction, whilst on earth we live.
There is none, Lord Jesus, there is none like Thee,
For the soul that thirsteth, there is none like Thee

4 Occupied, Lord Jesus, with Thy wondrous grace,
Changed into Thy image, gazing on Thy face,
Onward, upward, homeward, leads the golden way,
In that happy pathway keep Thine own to-day.
There is none, Lord Jesus, there is none like Thee;
For the heart no object satisfies but Thee!

EH 417  P.M.

Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown
When Thou cam’st to earth for me;
But in Bethlehem’s home there was found no room
For Thy holy nativity:
Oh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee!
Oh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee!

2 Heaven’s arches rang when the angels sang,??????????
Proclaiming Thy royal degree;
But of lowly birth cam’st Thou, Lord, on earth,
And in great humility:
Oh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus!
There is room in my heart for Thee.

3 The foxes found rest, and the bird its nest
In the shade of the cedar tree;
But Thy couch was the sod, O Thou Son of God
In the deserts of Galilee:
Oh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee!

4 Thou cam’st, Lord, with the living word ------------W? sponsor
That should set Thy people free;
But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn,
They bore Thee to Calvary:
Oh, come to me heart, Lord Jesus,
Thy cross is my only plea!

5 When heaven’s arches shall ring, and her choirs shall sing
At Thy coming to victory,
Let Thy voice call me home, saying, “Yet there is room—
There is room at My side for thee.”
And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus,
When Thou comest and callest for me!

SS 248  S.M.

Thou, Thou art worthy, Lord,
Of most untiring praise;
The Lamb once slain shall be adored
Through everlasting days.
Heaven’s vault with praise shall ring
Louder and yet more loud;
Millions of saints Thy worth shall sing
Each heart in worship bowed.

2 Worthy! again, again—
Angels with saints combine,
Ascribing to the Lamb once slain
Wisdom and power divine.
The tide shall still roll on,
That tide of endless praise,
Till every creature to Thy throne
Its voice in blessing raise.

3 O Lord, the glad new song
Is ours e’en here to sing;
With loyal heart and joyful tongue
We now our homage bring.
“Worthy!” we cry again,
“Worthy for evermore!”
And at Thy feet, O Lamb once slain,
We worship, we adore.

EH 420  10’s

Thou wast the image in man’s lowly guise
Of the invisible to mortal eyes;
Son of His bosom, come from heaven above,
We see in Thee incarnate, “God is love”.

2 Thy lips the Father’s name to us reveal;
What burning power in all Thy words we feel,
As with enraptured hearts we hear Thee tell
The heavenly glories which Thou know’st so well!

3 No curse of law, in Thee was sovereign grace,
And now what glory in Thine unveiled face!
Thou didst attract the wretched and the weak,
Thy joy the wanderers and the lost to seek.

4 That precious stream of water and of blood
Which from Thy piercèd side so freely flowed,
Has put away our sins of scarlet dye,
Washed us from every stain, and brought us nigh.

not suitable for congregational singing NRF/ENC

AH 220

Though your sins be as scarlet,
They shall be as white as snow;
Though they be red, . . like crimson,
They shall be as wool:

“Though your sins be as scarlet,
Though your sins be as scarlet,
They shall be as white as snow,
They shall be as white as snow.”

2 Hear the voice that entreats you,
Oh, return you unto God!
He is of great, . . . compassion,
And of wondrous love;

3 He’ll forgive your transgressions
And remember them no more;
“Look unto Me, . . you people,”
Saith the Lord your God;

4 He can save to the utmost
Them that come to God by Him;
Seeing He lives for ever,
And He pleads for us.

5 Unto Him who hath loved us,
And hath washed us from our sins;
Glory to Him and honour
Through Eternity.

RED 825

Tho’ your sins may be red and like scarlet,
Outnumb’ring the sands on the shore,
Yet thro’ Christ and His infinite mercy
They’re cleans’d and remember’d no more.

Remembered no more,
Remembered no more,
Yet thro’ Christ and His infinite mercy,
Your sins are remembered no more.

2 Hear the voice that in love now entreats you
To enter the wide-open door
That will lead to the kingdom of heaven,
Where sins are remembered no more.

3 At the door of your heart Christ is knocking,
He often has knocked there before,
Let Him in, He’ll forgive your transgressions,
And they’ll be remembered no more.

Sponsor says this could be omitted to make room for another
EH 421  8.4.
Through the love of God our Saviour,
All will be well;
Free and changeless is His favour,
All, all is well.
Precious is the blood that healed us,
Perfect is the grace that sealed us,
Strong the hand stretched out to shield us:
All must be well.

2 Though we pass through tribulation,
All will be well;
Ours is such a full salvation,
All, all is well.
Happy, still in God confiding;
Fruitful, if in Christ abiding;
Holy, through the Spirit’s guiding:
All must be well.

3 We expect a bright to-morrow,
All will be well;
Faith can sing, through days of sorrow,
All, all is well.
On our Father’s love relying,
Jesus every need supplying,
Or in living or in dying
All must be well.

GT 188  P.M. (thee?) sponsor suggests---------

Through the name of Jesus, mercy flows to-day,
Fount of loving-kindness, full and free; --------true
See how Jesus suffered, when on Calvary’s tree,
All to bring salvation e’en to you.

Welcome, welcome, now to Jesus come,
Welcome, wand’rer, to the Father’s home;
God will now receive you; in His love confide,
’Twas to save poor sinners Jesus died.

2 Through the blood of Jesus, sins are washed away,
Cleansing fount of blessing, all for you!
Christ endured the judgment when upon the tree;
Everlasting favour now for me. ------does accrue.

3 Through the work of Jesus, peace is preached to-day,
God now sends His message far and wide,
Message of salvation, life for evermore,
All the gift of love, and none denied.

4 God delights in giving rest and peace to-day, -----fully
Sinner, leave your burden while you may;
Mercy still is flowing like a river free,
Pouring forth forgiveness now for thee. ----to-day

AH 94

Throw out the life-line across the dark wave,
There is a brother whom someone should save:
Somebody’s brother! O who then will dare
To throw out the life-line his peril to share?

Throw out the life-line!
Throw out the life-line!
Some one is drifting away;
Throw out the life-line!
Throw out the life-line!
Some one is sinking to-day.

2 Throw out the life-line with hand quick and strong;
Why do you tarry, why linger so long?
See! He is sinking, O hasten to-day—
And out with the life-boat! away, then, away!

3 Throw out the life-line to danger-fraught men,
Sinking in anguish where you’ve never been;
Winds of temptation and billows of woe
Will soon hurl them back where the dark waters flow.

4 Soon will the season of rescue be o’er,
Soon will they drift to eternity’s shore,
Haste then, my brother, no longer delay,
But throw out the life-line and save them to-day.

SS&S 622  6s.

Thy life was given for me!
Thy blood, O Lord was shed
That I might ransomed be,
And quickened from the dead.
Thy life was given for me:
What have I given for Thee?

2 Long years were spent for me
In weariness and woe,
That through eternity
Thy glory I might know.
Long years were spent for me:
Have I spent one for Thee?

3 Thy Father’s home of light,
Thy rainbow-circled throne,
Were left for earthly night,
For wanderings sad and lone.
Yea all was left for me;
Have I left aught for Thee?

4 Thou, Lord, hast borne for me
More than my tongue can tell
Of bitterest agony,
To rescue me from hell.
Thou sufferedst all for me:
What have I borne for Thee?

5 And Thou hast brought to me,
Down from Thy home above,
Salvation full and free,
Thy pardon and Thy love.
Great gifts Thou broughtest me
What have I brought to Thee?

6 Oh, let my life be given,
My years for you be spent;
World-fetters all be riven,
And joy with suffering blent:
To Thee my all I bring,
My Saviour and my King!

EH 426  P.M. (thee?)

Thy Saviour calls! oh, come and view
What things He hath prepared for you!
Life, love, and joy from God on high,
By Christ Himself to you brought nigh.

Him that cometh, him that cometh,
Him that cometh to me ,
I will in no wise, I will in no wise,
I will in no wise cast out.

2 The Saviour calls! Can it be true
That call has no sweet charm for you?
Will you not turn and give him heed?
Will you not think while He doth plead?

3 The Saviour calls! He knows your sin;
But trust Him now, He’ll enter in;
And He your heart will satisfy,
And every needed grace supply.

EH 427

Thy works, not mine, O Christ,
Speak gladness to this heart;
They tell me all is done,
They bid my fear depart.

To whom save Thee,
Who can alone
For sin atone,
Lord, shall I flee?

2 Thy pains, not mine, O Christ,
Upon the shameful tree
Have paid redemption’s price
And purchased peace for me.

3 Thy wounds, not mine, O Christ,
Can heal my bruisèd soul;
Thy stripes, not mine, contain
The balm that makes me whole.

4 Thy cross, not mine, O Christ,
Has borne the awful load
Of sins, that none in heaven
Or earth, could bear but God.

5 Thy death, not mine, O Christ,
Has paid the ransom due;
Ten thousand deaths like mine
Would have been all too few.

GT 190  7s. (thee?)

Time is earnest, passing by;
Death is earnest, drawing nigh;
Sinner it is very real
Time and death to you appeal.

2 Life is earnest; when ’tis o’er--------done--sponsor
You returnETH nevermore;????Hope for you would then be gone
Soon to meet eternity,
Will you never serious be?

4 God is earnest; hear to-day,
Ere your season pass away,
Ere be set His judgement throne,
Vengeance ready, mercy gone.

5 Christ is earnest; bids you come,
Paid salvation’s priceless sum;
Will you spurn your Saviour’s love,
Pleading with you from above?

EH 510  7s.

’Tis a faithful word and true,
And the message comes to you,
’Tis the old yet ever new—Jesus saves.
He the victory has won,
And His work is fully done,
All is centred in the Son— *Jesus saves.

Jesus saves . . . Jesus saves . . .
On His Father’s throne in glory, Jesus saves . .
Once He died upon the tree,
Shed His blood for you and me,
Hallelujah! Grace is free!

2 From Golgotha’s awful gloom,
And the silence of the tomb,
Came the One who met my doom.*
In the glory fair and bright,
In the Father’s home of light,
Is the One whom men did slight.*

3 Have you heard His loving voice?
Have you made the Lord your choice?
Does your heart in Him rejoice?*
Come to Him, oh, come away,
Come to Him without delay,
Come to Him, His call obey.*

EH 428  P.M.

’Tis a true and faithful saying,
Jesus died for sinful men;
Though we’ve told the story often,
We must tell it o’er again.

Oh, glad and glorious gospel!
With joy we now proclaim. . .
A full and free salvation,
Through faith in Jesus name!

2 He has made a full atonement,
Now His saving work is done;
He has satisfied the Father,
Who accepts us in His Son.

3 Still upon His hands the nailprints
And the scars upon His brow;
Our Redeemer, Lord and Saviour,
In the glory sitteth now.

4 But remember this same Jesus
In the clouds will come again;
And with Him His blood-bought people
Evermore shall live and reign.

Red 426

’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to take Him at His word;
Just to rest upon His promise,
Just to know “Thus saith the Lord.”

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him!
How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
Oh, for grace to trust Him more.

2 Oh, how sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to trust His cleansing blood;
Just in simple faith to plunge me
’Neath the healing, cleansing flood.

3 Yes ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just from sin and self to cease;
Just from Jesus simply taking
Life and rest, and joy and peace.

4 I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee,
Precious Jesus, Saviour, Friend;
And I know that Thou art with me,
Will be with me to the end.

EH 430  P.M.

’Tis the gospel of God, full salvation to give
Unto Him who on Jesus, His Son, will believe.

Hallelujah! ’tis done! I believe on the Son;
I am saved through the blood of the crucified One!

2 ’Tis the Christ that has died that is now gone to heaven,
’Tis by Him I am quickened, my sins are forgiven.

3 ’Tis the justice of God that from heaven is revealed,
And the Spirit is given, and with Him I am sealed.

4 ’Tis with Christ I have died, ’tis in Him I am risen,
For ’tis life everlasting in Him God has given.

5 I’m in Christ before God, Christ’s in me before men,
And to Him I bear witness till He comes again.

6 Now we wait for His coming, we watch for the Lord,
From the heaven descending, as says His own word.

Hallelujah ’tis done! we believe on the Son,
For Thee we are waiting, Thou glorified One!

EH 432  11’s

To God be the glory, great things He has done!
So loved He the world that He gave us His Son,
Who yielded His life an atonement for sin,
And opened the life-gate that all may go in.

Praise the Lord! praise the Lord! let the earth hear His voice;
Praise the Lord! praise the Lord! let the people rejoice:
Oh, come to the Father, through Jesus the Son,
And give Him the glory, great things He has done!

2 O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood!
To every believer the promise of God;
The vilest offender who truly believes
That moment from Jesus a pardon receives.

3 Great things He has taught us, great things He has done,
And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son;
But purer and higher and greater will be
Our wonder, our transport when Jesus we see!

SS&S 751  P.M.
To the work! to the work!
We are servants of God,
Let us follow the path
That our Master has trod;
With the balm of His counsel
Our strength to renew,
Let us do with our might
What our hands find to do.
Toiling on, . . .Toiling on, . . .
Toiling on, . . .Toiling on, . . .
Let us hope, . . .Let us watch, . . .
And labour till the Master comes.
2 To the work! to the work!
Let the hungry be fed,
To the fountain of life
Let the weary be led;
In the cross and its message
Our glory shall be,
While we herald the tidings,
“Salvation is free.”
3 To the work! to the work!
There is labour for all,
For the kingdom of darkness
And error shall fall;
And the name of the Saviour
Exalted shall be
In the loud swelling chorus,
“Salvation is free.”
4 To the work! to the work!
In the strength of the Lord
And a robe and a crown
Shall our labour reward;
When the hope of the faithful
Our dwelling shall be,
And we shout with the ransomed,
“Salvation is free.”

EH 433  P.M.  ye/we?

To this world of sin and woe
Came the Saviour long ago,
The Eternal Word, the Father’s only Son!
He became a child of days,
And, to God’s eternal praise,
He has suffered, and His mighty work is done!
He was numbered with the dead;
On the cross His blood was shed:
Oh, adore we Him in glory,
Set on high, o’er all things Head!

2 Jesus,—evermore “the same!”
There is not another name
Under heaven that is given among men,—
None whereby we must be saved,
We, by sin and death enslaved:
“Jesus” only, who is coming soon again!
The ascended living One,
Hear Him, God’s belovèd Son!
Oh, adore we Him in glory!
Praise Him! heaven is begun!

3 All the way is open now—
Glory, honour crown His brow.
See Him seated with His Father on His throne!
Oh! extol His precious name,
Jesus evermore “the same,”
Who is coming from that glory for His own!
Sing, His precious blood was shed,
And He lives who once was dead.
Oh, adore we Him in glory,
Christ the Lord, o’er all things Head!

4 There is yet a brief delay,
And whoe’er will come, he may
Come to Jesus, and for evermore be blest.
Oh, He says, “Come unto me!
Saved for ever you shall be:
Come to me, you weary, I will give you rest.” ,weary ones,???????
’Tis His voice awakes the dead,
Where His precious blood was shed.
Oh, adore we Him in glory,
Jesus, Saviour, Lord and Head!

EH 434  C.M.

To us our God His love commends
When by our sins undone;
That He might spare His enemies,
He would not spare His Son—

2 His only Son on whom was placed
His whole delight and love,
Before He formed the earth below,
Or spread the heavens above.

3 Our sorrows and our guilt to bear,
Our judgement to sustain;
He came upon the tree to die,
That we might life obtain.

4 This life is hid in God, with Him
Who fell a sacrifice,
And dying conquered death for us,
That we like Him might rise.

5 Quickly he triumphed o’er the grave,
And went to heaven again;
There intercedes, and thence will come
With all His saints to reign.

GH 222

To-day Thy mercy calls us
To wash away our sin,
However great our trespass,
Whatever we have been
However long from mercy
Our hearts have turned away,
Thy precious blood can cleanse us
And make us white to day.

2 To-day Thy gate is open,
And all who enter in
Shall find a Father’s welcome,
And pardon for their sin.
The past shall be forgotten,
A present joy be given,
A future grace be promised,
A glorious crown in heaven.

3 Oh, all-embracing mercy!
Oh, ever open door!
What should we do without Thee
When heart and eye run o’er?
When all things seem against us,
To drive us to despair,
We know one gate is open,
One ear will hear our prayer!

GT 192  P.M.

’Twas for me my Saviour suffered
On the cross of Calvary,
’Twas for me Himself He offered,
To procure my liberty.

Oh! His love for me . . .
Oh! His love for me . . .
’Twas for me my Saviour suffered,
Oh! His love for me . . .

2 None but Christ could meet the sentence
God has passed against my sins;
Deep though be the soul’s repentance
E’er the joy of faith begins.

3 His atoning work is ended,
Now in heaven He’s glorified,
To the throne of God ascended,
He awaits the Church—His bride.

4 Great His joy will be to have me
In the Father’s house above:
Great His grace to stoop and save me,
Son of God! How great Thy love.

SS 113

’Twas not for our great love to Thee
That Thou didst send Thy Son;
That spring of love, O God, we see
In Thee alone.

2 What love, Lord Jesus, brought Thee down
Our hardened hearts to win,
To be despised and spit upon,
And bear our sin!

3 The sins of many Thou didst bear,
Of all who look to Thee,
When God, Thy God, forsook Thee there,
On Calvary’s tree.

4 ’Tis finished! loud triumphant cry,
Ere Thou didst yield Thy breath!
The veil was rent, and we draw nigh
To God, through death.

5 That glorious resurrection morn
Bids doubts for ever cease,
For far and wide the news is borne
Of perfect peace.

6 Yes, peace! since every claim is met,
Lord Jesus, by Thy blood,
And Thou “our peace” art risen and set
On high by God.

7 Thy grace, O Lord, alone revealed
That wondrous heart of Thine;
We thank Thee and ourselves we yield
To love divine.