A Pastor's Selection of Hymns and Tunes

JUDGMENT HYMN. L. M.

LUTHER.

HE reigns; the Lord, the Saviour reigns! Praise Him in evangelic strains: Let the whole earth in

songs rejoice, And dis - tant islands join their voice, And distant islands

join their voice.

Sel. 36.

[Ps. 97, P. 1. | 3. Immortal light, and joys unknown, Are for the saints in darkness sown;

HE reigns; the Lord, the Saviour reigns! Those glorious seeds shall spring and

Praise Him in evangelic strains:
Let the whole earth in songs rejoice,
And distant islands join their voice.
2. Deep are his counsels, and unknown;
But grace and truth support his throne:
Though gloomy clouds his ways surround,
Justice is their eternal ground.

3. In robes of judgment, lo! He comes,
Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the
tombs;

Before Him burns devouring fire,
The mountains melt, the seas retire.
4. His enemies, with sore dismay,
Fly from the sight and shun the day;
Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high,
And sing, for your redemption's nigh.

rise,

1. GIVE to our God im-mortal praise; Mercy and truth are

all his ways;

Won-ders of grace to God belong, Repeat his

mercies in your song.

8.8

Sel. 39.

[Ps. 136, P. 3. | 2. Now, for the love I bear his name,
What was my gain I count my loss;
My former pride I call my shame,
And nail my glory to his cross.

(Stanzas 3-6 omitted.)

YIVE to our God immortal praise;

Mercy and truth are all his ways; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song.

2. Give to the Lord of lords renown!
The King of kings with glory crown:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known

more.

LOUVAN. L. M.

V. C. TAYLOR.

1. BLEST Je-sus, when thy cross I view, That mys-t'ry to th'angelic host,

I gaze with grief and rap - ture too, And all my soul's in won der lost.

(Stanza 1 in Music, 6 omitted.)

2. What strange compassion fill'd thy breast,

That brought thee from thy throne on high,

To woes that cannot be express'd,
To be despised, to groan and die!
3. Was it for man, rebellious man,
Sunk by his crimes below the grave,
Who, justly doom'd to endless pain,
Found none to pity or to save?

4. For man didst thou forsake the sky,
To bleed upon the accursed tree?
And didst thou taste of death to buy
Immortal life and bliss for me?

5. Had I a voice to praise thy name,
Loud as the trump that wakes the dead,
Had I the raptured seraph's flame,
My debt of love could ne'er be paid.
Sel. 43.

[Ps. 51, P. 1.

breath,

I must pronounce thee just in death;
And if my soul were sent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.

6. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word,

Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.

Sel. 44.

WHE

(Stanza 4 omitted.)

[H. 283.

HEN I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.

2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.

3. See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

5. Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

LOVING-KINDNESS. L. M.

1. AWAKE, my soul, in joy-ful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise:

He justly claims a song from thee; His loving-kind-ness, O! how free!

Sel. 45.

[H. 381.6. Grace will complete what grace begins,
To save from sorrows and from sins;
The work that wisdom undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.

(Stanza 1 in Music, 3, 4, 7, omitted.) 2. He saw me ruin'd in the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate; His loving-kindness, O! how great! 5. Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Saviour to depart; But, though I oft have Him forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. 6. Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail; O may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death. Sel. 46.

(Stanzas 4, 5 omitted.)

[Ps. 138.

WITH all my powers of heart and

tongue

I'll praise my Maker in my song:
Angels shall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song, and join the praise.
2. I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord;
I'll sing the wonders of thy word;
Not all the works and names below,
So much thy power and glory show.
3. To God I cried when troubles rose;
He heard me, and subdued my foes;
He did my rising fears control, [soul.
And strength diffused through all my

TO God, my Saviour, and my King,

Fain would my soul her tribute bring; Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise, For ye have known and felt his grace,

2. Wretched and helpless once I lay,
Just breathing all my life away;
He saw me weltering in my blood,
And felt the pity of a God.

3. With speed he flew to my relief, Bound up my wounds and soothed my grief,

Pour'd joys divine into my heart,
And bade each anxious fear depart.

4. These proofs of love, my dearest Lord,
Deep in my breast I will record;
The life which I from thee receive,
To thee, behold, I freely give.

5. My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise,

Through the remainder of my days;
And when I join the powers above,
My soul shall better sing thy love.

MAY. L. M.

B. CARR,
in Cantus Ecclesiæ.

1. LORD, I am thine; but thou wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love: When men of spite a

gainst me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. They are the sword, the hand is thine.

Sel. 48.

[Ps. 17.3. He lives, He lives, and sits above, For ever interceding there:

(Stanza 1 in Music, 2 omitted.) 3. What sinners value, I resign; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4. This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there? 5. O glorious hour! O blest abode! I shall be near, and like my God; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6. My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,

And in my Saviour's image rise.

Sel. 49.

WHO

NOW be my heart inspired to sing
Jesus, the Lord: how heavenly fair
The glories of my Saviour King,
His form! how bright his beauties are!

2. O'er all the sons of human race
He shines with far superior grace;
Love from his lips divinely flows,
[H. 41. And blessings all his state compose.

(Stanzas 4, 5 omitted.)
HO shall the Lord's elect condemn?
'Tis God that justifies their souls;
And mercy, like a mighty stream,
O'er all their sins divinely rolls.

2. Who shall adjudge the saints to hell?
'Tis Christ that suffer'd in their stead;
And their salvation to fulfil,
Behold Him rising from the dead!

5. Thy throne, O God, for ever stands,
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right,
But grace and justice thy delight.

6. God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head;
And with his sacred Spirit bless'd
His first-born Son above the rest.

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