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Great Prophet of my God,

My tongue would bless Thy name:
By Thee the joyful news

of our salvation came; The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 6 Be Thou my Counsellor,

My Pattern, and my Guide;
And thro' this desert land

Still keep me near Thy side.
O let my feet ne'er run astray,

Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way. 6 I love my Shepherd's voice,

His watchful eyes shall keep
My wandering soul among

The thousands of His sheep :
He feeds His flock, He calls their namnes,

His bosom bears the tender lainbs, 7 Jesus, my great High Priest,

Offered His blood and died ;
My guilty conscience seeks

No sacrifice beside:
His powerful blood did once atone,

And now it pleads before the throne. 8 Should all the hosts of death,

And powers of hell unknown,
Put their most dreadful forms

of rage and mischief on,
I shall be safe, for Christ displays
Superior power and guardian grace.


John xiv, 6.

C. M.


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From sin and death we flee:
And He who would the Father seek,

Must seek Him, Lord, in Thee.

2 Thou art the Truth-Thy word alone

True wisdom can impart;
Thou only canst instruct the mind,

And purify the heart.
3 Thou art the Life: the rending tomb

Proclaims Thy conquering arm; And those who put their trust in Thee,

Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life

Grant us to know that way,
That truth to keep, that life to win,

Which leads to endless day.

Matt. 1. 21.

C. M.


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OW sweet the name of Jesus sounds

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,

And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,

And calms the troubled breast : "Tis manna to the hungry soul,

And to the weary rest. 3 Dear Name! the rock on which I build ;

My shield and hiding-place; My never failing treasury fill'd

With boundless stores of grace. 4 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend!

My Prophet, Priest, and King !
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End !

Accept the praise I bring.
5 Weak is the effort of my heart,

And cold my warmest thought; But when I sec Thee as Thou art,

I'll praise Thee as I ought.

6 Till then, I would Thy love proclaim

With every fleeting breath; And may the music of Thy name

Refresh my soul in death.

327 John 1. 29.


C. M. C. WESLEY. 1

The name to sinners given; It scatters all their guilty fear;

It turns their hell to heaven.
2 O that the world might taste and see

The riches of His grace!
The arms of love that compass me,

Would all mankind embrace. 3 His only righteousness I shew,

His saving truth proclaim: 'Tis all my business here below

To cry, “Behold the Lamb !" 4 Happy, if with my latest breath

I may but gasp His name;
Preach Him to all, and cry in death,

“Behold, behold the Lamb!”


Acts iv. 12. 148th M. C. WESLEY. ET earth and heaven agree,


To celebrate with me

The Saviour of mankind;
To'adore the all-atoning Lamb,

And bless the sound of Jesus' name. 2 Jesus, transporting sound !

The joy of earth and heaven;
No other help is found,

No other name is given,
By which we can salvation have;
But Jesus came the world to save.

3 Jesus, harmonious name!

It charms the hosts above;
They ever more proclaim

And wonder at His love;
"Tis all their happiness to gaze;

'Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 4 O unexampled love!

O all-redeeming grace!
How swiftly didst Thou move

To save a fallen race !
What shall I do to make it known

What Thou for all mankind hast done. 5 O for a trumpet-voice,

On all the world to call !
To bid their hearts rejoice

In Him who died for all !
For all my Lord was crucified:
For all, for all my Saviour died !

329 John xfv. 6. * J He

L. M. CENNICK. ESUS, my All, to heaven is gone,

His track I see, and I'll pursue

The narrow way, till Him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went

The road that leads from banishment;
The King's highway of holiness

I'll go; for all His paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long had sought,

And mou rn'd because I found it not;
My grief and burden long had been,

Because I could not cease from sin. 4 The more I strove against its power,

I sinned and stumbled but the more,
Till late I heard my Saviour say,
Come hither, soul, I am the Way."

5 Lo! glad I come, and Thou, blest Lamb,

Wilt take me to Thee as I am:
My sinful self to Thce I give;

Nothing but love shall I receive. 6 Now will I tell to sinners round,

What a dear Saviour I have found; I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, And say, “Behold the way to God.” 330

John i. 4. 7's. C. WESLEY 1 L IGHT of life, seraphic fire !

Love Divine ! Thyself impart; Every fainting soul inspire ;

Shine in every drooping heart. 2 Every mourning sinner cheer :

Scatter all our guilty gloom.
Saviour, Son of God appear !

To Thy living temples come. 3 Come, in this accepted hour;

Bring Thy heavenly kingdom in.
Fill us with Thy glorious power,
Rooting out the love of sin.


John 1. 4.




Borders on the shades of death,
Come, and all Thy love revealing

Dissipate the clouds beneath.
The new heaven and earth's Creator,

On our deepest darkness rise;
Scattering all the night of nature,

Pouring day upon our eyes.
2 Still we wait for Thinę appearing :

Life and joy Thy beams impart,
Chasing all our doubts, and cheering
Every poor benighted heart.


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