3 Thus he spent his wicked breath,
In the very jaws of death;
Perished, as too many do,
With the Saviour in his view.
4 But the other, touched with grace,
Saw the danger of his case,
Faith received to own his Lord,
Whom the scribes and priests abhorred.
5 "Lord," he prayed, "remember me,
When in glory thou shalt be,"-
"Soon with me," the Lord replies,
"Thou shalt be in paradise."
6 This was wondrous grace indeed,
Grace bestowed in time of need!
Sinners, trust in Jesus' name,
You will find him still the same.
1 Saw ye not the cloud arise,
Little as a human hand!
Now it spreads along the skies,
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land.
2 Lo, the promise of a shower
Drops already from above;
But the Lord will shortly pour
All the blessings of his love.
3 When he first the work begun,
Small and feeble was its day;
Now the word doth swiftly run,
Now it wins its widening way.
4 Sons of God, your Saviour praise;
He the door hath opened wide;
He hath given the word of grace;
Jesus' word is glorified
and angels joy dis-play, O'er sinners coming home; They're coming home, they're coming home, dings, blessed tidings drop, The broken heart to cheer, They're coming, &c.
of hell with terror shake, While God displays his power, They're coming, &c. the skies the ti-dings go, And heaven is filled with joy, They're coming, &c.
"No! I'm bound for the king - dom; Will you
Would not then thy courage fail!
"No! I'm bound, &c."
6 "No; that stream has nothing frightful,
To its brink my steps I'll bend;
Thence to plunge 'twill be delightful;
There my pilgrimage will end.
For I'm bound, &c."
7 While I gazed, with speed surprising,
Down the vale she plunged from sight;
Gazing still, I saw her rising,
Like an angel clothed in light!
Oh, she's gone to the kingdom,-
Will you follow her to glory?
Hallelujah! Praise ye the Lord.
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