GLASTONBURY. 7.61.

Rev. JOHN BACCHUS DYKES,

99

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This Man receiveth sinners.”

2 Shepherds seek their wandering sheep
O'er the mountains bleak and cold;
Jesus such a watch doth keep
O'er the lost ones of His fold,
Seeking them o'er moor and fen:
"Christ receiveth sinful men."
3 Sick and sorrowful and blind,

I, with all my sins, draw nigh;
O my Saviour, Thou canst find
Help for sinners such as I:
Speak that word of love again,
Christ receiveth sinful men."
4 Yea, my soul is comforted;

For Thy blood hath washed away
All my sins, though crimson-red,
And I stand in white array,
Purged from every spot and stain:
"Christ receiveth sinful men."

Rev. Erdmann Neumeister (1671-1756), Tr. Miss Emma Francis Bevan (1827- ),

Ab.

1 WEARY with my load of sin,
All diseased and faint within,
See me, Lord, Thy grace entreat,
See me prostrate at Thy feet:
Here before Thy Cross I lie,
Here I live or here I die.

2 I have tried and tried in vain
Many ways to ease my pain;
Now all other hope is past,
Only this is left at last:
Here before Thy Cross I lie,
Here I live and here I die.

3 If I perish, be it here

With the Friend of sinners near;
Lord, it is enough—I know
Never sinner perished so.

Here before Thy Cross I lie,

Here I cannot, cannot die.

Rev. George Wade Robinson (1838-1877),

GETHSEMANE. 7. 61.

RICHARD REDHEAD (1820

), 1853.

15 Lord God of truth and grace,

Teach us that death to shun,
Lest we be banished from Thy face,
And evermore undone.

241

James Montgomery (1771-1854), 1819, 1853. Ab,
"Out of the Depths."
Ps. cxxx.

1 OUT of the deep I call

To Thee, O Lord, to Thee; Before Thy throne of grace I fall; Be merciful to me.

2 Out of the deep I cry,

The woful deep of sin,

Of evil done in days gone by,
Of evil now within.

3 Out of the deep of fear,

And dread of coming shame,

From morning watch till night is near.
I plead the precious Name.

Rev. Sir Henry Williams Baker (1821-1877), 1868. Ab.

OAK. 6.4.6.4. 6. 6. 6. 4.

LOWELL MASON (1792-1872), 1854.

101

BETHEL. 6. 4. 6. 4.6. 6. 4.

), 1845. Ab.

A. B. SPRATT (

2 Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot, [spot,
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each
O Lamb of God, I come.

3 Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
With fears within, and foes without,

O Lamb of God, I come.

4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find,

O Lamb of God, I come.

5 Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve: Because Thy promise I believe,

O Lamb of God, I come.

6 Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down:
Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come.

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Miss Charlotte Elliot (1789-1871), 1836.

"Thou hast died."

1 JESUS, the sinner's Friend, to Thee, Lost and undone, for aid I flee; Weary of earth, myself, and sin, Open Thine arms and take me in.

WOODWORTH. L. M.

2 At last I own it cannot be

1 WITH tearful eyes I look around;
Life seems a dark and stormy sea;
Yet 'midst the gloom I hear a sound,
A heavenly whisper, "Come to Me!":
2 It tells me of a place of rest,

It tells me where my soul may flee:
O, to the weary, faint, opprest,

How sweet the bidding, "Come to Me!"
3 "Come, for all else must fail and die;
Earth is no resting-place for thee;
Heavenward direct thy weeping eye;
I am thy portion; Come to Me!"
4 O voice of mercy, voice of love,
In conflict, grief, and agony,
Support me, cheer me from above,
And gently whisper, "Come to Me!"

Miss Charlotte Elliot. 1841.

WILLIAM BATCHELDER BRADBURY (1816-1868), 1849.

ATHENS. C. M. D.

103

2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Behold, I freely give The living water; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live."

SUBJECTION. S. M.

I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;

My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in Him.

3 I heard the voice of Jesus say,

"I am this dark world's Light;
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright."

I looked to Jesus, and I found
In Him my Star, my Sun;
And in that Light of Life I'll walk
Till all my journey's done.

Rev. Horatius Bonar (1808

), 1850. Sl. alt.

GIOVANNI PAISIELLO (1741-1816), 1788.