141 This same Jesus, which is taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like
YHRIST is gone-A cloud of light
Has received Him from our sight,
High in heaven, where eye of men
Follows not, nor angels' ken;
Through the veils of time and space,
Passed into the holiest place;
All the toil, the sorrow done,
All the battle fought and won.
2 He is gone-Toward their goal
World and Church must onward roll:
Far behind we leave the past;
Forward are our glances cast;
Still His words before us range
Through the ages as they change:
Wheresoe'er the truth shall lead,
He will give whate'er we need.
3 He is gone-But we once more
Shall behold Him as before;
In the heaven of heavens the same
As on earth He went and came.
In the many mansions there
Place for us He will prepare:
In that world unseen, unknown,
He and we may yet be one.
4 He is gone-But not in vain,
Wait until He comes again :
He is risen, He is not here,
Far above this earthly sphere:
Evermore in heart and mind
There our peace in Him we find :
To our own Eternal Friend,
Thitherward let us ascend.
The names of the children of Israel
in the breast-plate.-Ex. xxviii. 29.
OW let our cheerful eyes survey
Our great High Priest above;
And celebrate His constant care,
And sympathetic love.
2 Though raised to a superior throne,
Where angels bow around,
And high o'er all the shining train,
With matchless honours crowned,
3 The names of all His saints He bears
Deep graven on His heart;
Nor shall the meanest Christian say
That he hath lost his part.
4 Those characters shall fair abide,
Our everlasting trust,
When gems and monuments and crowns
Are mouldered down to dust.
5 So, gracious Saviour, on my breast
May Thy dear name be worn,
A sacred ornament and guard,
To endless ages borne.
144 A bruised reed shall He not break.
WITH joy we meditate the grace
Wof our High Priest above;
His heart is made of tenderness,
It overflows with love.
2 Touched with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For He has felt the same.
3 But spotless, innocent, and pure,
The great Redeemer stood,
While Satan's fiery darts He bore,
And did resist to blood.
4 He, in the days of feeble flesh,
Poured out His cries and tears;
And, in His measure, feels afresh
What every member bears.
5 He'll never quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame;
The bruised reed He never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.
6 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and His power;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.
* Small notes required in verse 1.
He... hath an unchangeable priesthood.-HEB. vii. 24.
JESUS, Lord most merciful,
Low at Thy cross I lie ;
O sinners' Friend, most pitiful,
Hear my bewailing cry.
I come to Thee with mourning,
I come to Thee in woe,
With contrite heart returning,
And tears that overflow.
2 O gracious Intercessor,
O Priest within the veil,
Plead, for a lost transgressor,
The blood that cannot fail.
I spread my sins before Thee;
I tell them one by one;
O, for Thy name's great glory,
Forgive all I have done.
3 0, by Thy cross and passion,
Thy tears and agony,
And crown of cruel fashion,
And death on Calvary,
By all that untold suffering
Endured by Thee alone,
O Priest, O spotless Offering,
Plead, for Thou didst atone.
mp4 And in this heart now broken
Re-enter Thou and reign;
And say, by that dear token,
I am absolved again;
And build me up, and guide me,
And guard me day by day;
And in Thy presence hide me,
And keep my soul alway.
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