SELF DEDICATION. DORRNANCE. 8.7. ISAAC BAKER WOODBURY (1819-1858), 1850. 169 1. One there is, above all others, Well de- serves the name of Friend; His is love be yond a brother's, Cost- ly, free, and knows no end. 2 'Tis done, the great transaction's done; 3 Now rest, my long divided heart, 4 High Heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 4 Here at that cross where flows the blood 2 I quit the hopes I held before, Rev. Isaac Watts (1674-1748), 1709. Ab. 420 The sweet Wonders of the Cross. 10 the sweet wonders of that cross Where my Redeemer loved and died; Her noblest life my spirit draws From His dear wounds, and bleeding side. 2 I would forever speak His name In sounds to mortal ears unknown; With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at His Father's throne. Ab. ST. JUDE. 8, 7, 8, 7. CONSECRATION. CHARLES VINCENT (1852- ), 1. O the bit - ter shame and sorrow That a time could ev- er 171 be, When I proudly said to Jesus, "All of self and none of Thee, All of self and none of Thee." 424 Show the same path to Heaven. 425 One Song. 1 HAPPY the souls to Jesus joined, 2 The Church triumphant in Thy love. They sing the Lamb in hymns above, And we in hymns below. 3 Thee in Thy glorious realm, they praise, And bow before Thy throne; We, in the kingdom of Thy grace: The kingdoms are but one. Rev. Isaac Watts (1674—1748), 1709. Ab.4 The holy to the holiest leads; One Church, one Army. 1 LET saints below in concert sing With those to glory gone; One Church above, beneath, To His command we bow; Part of the host have crossed the flood, 4 Dear Saviour, be our constant Guide; Rev. Charles Wesley (1708-1788), 1759. Ab. and alt. From hence our spirits rise; And he that in Thy statutes treads Shall meet Thee in the skies. 426 Rev. Charles Wesley, 1745. At Parting. 1 BLEST be the dear, uniting love, We still are joined in heart. 3 Partakers of the Saviour's grace, Rev. Charles Wesley, 1742. Ab. FELLOWSHIP. MONSELL. S. M. JOSEPH BARNBY (1338- ), 1868. 173 1. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in christian love: The fel- low-ship of be 1 I LOVE Thy kingdom, Lord, The house of Thine abode, The Church our blest Redeemer saved With His own precious blood. 2 I love Thy Church, O God: Her walls before Thee stand, Dear as the apple of Thine eye, And graven on Thy hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend; To her my cares and toils be given, 4 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, |