2 Follow to the judgment-hall,
View the Lord of life arraigned.
O the wormwood and the gall!
O the pangs his soul sustained.
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss;
Learn of him to bear the cross.
3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb; There, admiring at his feet, Mark that miracle of time, God's own sacrifice complete; "It is finished," hear him cry; Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
4 Early hasten to the tomb
Where they laid his breathless clay;
All is solitude and gloom;
-Who has taken him away?
Christ is risen; he meets our eyes.
Saviour, teach us so to rise.
1 IN duties and in sufferings too,
My Lord I fain would trace;
As he hath done, so would I do,
Sustained by heavenly grace.
2 Inflamed with zeal, 't was his delight To do his Father's will;
May the same zeal my soul excite
His precepts to fulfil.
3 Meekness, humility, and love
Through all his conduct shine;
O may my whole deportment prove
A copy, Lord, of thine.
1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord,
I read my duty in thy word:
But in thy life the law appears,
Drawn out in living characters.
2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such deference to thy Father's will,
Such love, and meekness so divine,
I would transcribe, and make them mine.
3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air,
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer;
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict, and thy victory too.
4 Be thou my pattern; may I bear
More of thy gracious image here;
Then God, the Judge, shall own my name
Amongst the followers of the Lamb.
1 AND is the gospel peace and love?
Such let our conversation be;
The serpent blended with the dove,
Wisdom and meek simplicity.
2 Whene'er the angry passions rise,
And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, On Jesus let us fix our eyes,
Bright pattern of the Christian life!
3 O how benevolent and kind!
How mild! how ready to forgive!
Be his the temper of our mind,
And his the rules by which we live.
4 To do his heavenly Father's will,
Was his employment and delight;
Humility and holy zeal
Shone through his life divinely bright!
5 Dispensing good where'er he came,
The labors of his life were love:
If then we love the Saviour's name,
Let his divine example move.
The Captain of our Salvation.
1 OUR Captain leads us on,
He beckons from the skies,
He reaches out a starry crown
And bids us take the prize.
2 "Be faithful unto death,
Partake my victory,
And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath,
And thou shalt reign with me."
3 'Tis thus the righteous Lord
To every soldier saith;
Eternal life is the reward
Of all victorious faith.
4 Who conquer in his might,
The victor's meed receive;
They claim a kingdom in his right,
Which God shall freely give.
1 COME, said Jesus' sacred voice,
Come and make my paths your choice:
I will guide you to your home;
Weary pilgrim, hither come!
2 Thou, who, houseless, sole, forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste,
Weary pilgrim, hither, haste!
3 Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain,
Seek for ease, but seek in vain;
Ye, whose swoln and sleepless eyes
Watch to see the morning rise:
4 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,
In remorse for guilt who mourn,
Here repose your heavy care:
A wounded spirit who can bear?
5 Sinner, come! for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound;
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.
The good Shepherd and his Flock.
1 GREEN pastures and clear streams,
Freedom and quiet rest,
Christ's flock enjoy, beneath his beams,
Or in his shadow, blest.
2 Secure amidst alarms,
From violence or snares,
The lambs he gathers in his arms,
And in his bosom bears.
3 The wounded and the weak,
He comforts, heals and binds;
The lost he came from heaven to seek,
And saves them when he finds.
4 Conflicts and trials done,
His glory they behold,
Where Jesus and his flock are one,
One shepherd and one fold.
Jesus teaching the People.
1 How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace,
When listening thousands gathered round,
And joy and reverence filled the place.
2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke,
To heaven he led his followers' way;
Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke,
Unveiling an immortal day.
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