712.* HEAD and Ruler of thy congregation, T. 185. Whom thou lov'st unspeakably, And to whom thou often a sensation Graciously regard the inward glowing Giv'st of thy complacency, Of our hearts, and tears our cheeks' bedewing; Lord, we blush with humble shame, 2 Jesus, great High Priest of our profession, We in confidence draw near, Condescend in mercy the confession Of our grateful hearts to hear! Thee we gladly own in ev'ry nation Head and Master of thy congregation, Conscious, that in ev'ry place Thou dispensest life and grace. 3 Thy blest people trusting in thy merit On the earth's extended face, From each other far, but one in spirit, Sound with one accord thy praise! May we never cease to make confession, That thy death's the cause of onr salvation; We to thee, our Head and King, way; 713. T. 97. THOU, who so graciously didst lead Israel of old from bondage freed, And by thy own almighty hand Didst guide them to the promis'd land, A cloud thy brightness veiling in the day, / At night thy pillar'd fire did mark their 2Thatmightypow'r thou then didst show We still thy tender, watchful care, are assur❜d attends us now, Tho' undeserving, richly share, If we thy leadings faithfully pursue, Foll'wing thy Spirit's teaching,as'tisdue. 3 May we to thee, our Shepherd, cleave, Thy holy Spirit never grieve, And love each other heartily, Thereby the scorning world will see, That we're the temple of the living God, Achosen people bought by Jesus' blood. WHEN our great Sov'reign from on high, Our Lord and Saviour was aware, That he his chosen family, O'er whom he watch'd with tender Would be constrained soon to leave; Before his suff'rings did commence. 2 Feeling beforehand all the weight Of those dire scenes of pain and woe, Which he well knew did him await, His love towards his own to show, He water in a bason pour'd, And washed his disciples' feet; Ye call me Master, Lord and Head, We're now assembled in his name. 4 Arise then, and with due respect, Rich blessings upon all bestow. Who yield in all things joy to thee: We now have wash'd each other's feet, Thy blest example, gracious Lord, To follow, we find always meet. 7 Sure as thou art the church's Head, Sure as we dust and ashes are, So sure we, by thy blood once shed, Are now, thro' grace, absolv'd and clear: Sure as thy cross's church remains To the blind world a spectacle, (Reception Liturgy. A.) 4 With heart & hand you now we own; 2 But yet she can in truth rejoice, The Lord, to whom your heart is 5 The God of peace you sanctify, Because she hears the Shepherd's voice, 4 Enjoy then with the church, Christ's The privileges of his house; 5 As his redeem'd from this world's With us make sure thy blessed call: That when the Bridegroom comes we may Be found wise virgins in that day. XXXIV. Of HOLY BAPTISM. WHEN we baptize a sinner in 2 Then is the blood andwater his true bath: Polluted sinners, and true grace dis- While we of Jesus' bitter passion boast; 15 Besprinkle him, O Jesus, Son of God, Now with thy precious all-atoning blood; Cleanse both soul and body from all And grant to him the seal of absolu- 720. T. 590. HEAV'N's kingdom none shall enter in But he who is a child: Who shall forbid the water-flood 2 A babe to overstream ? O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Into the Saviour's death; This solemn act in faith. 3 The heav'nly hosts rejoice with us! | 2 Water the body laves ; An infant here they see, 721. T. 590. LORD Jesus, from thy pierced side Baptize them in the name 2 Be present with us, Lord our God; And here present to thee; And, if 'tis done by faith, The sinful soul from death. And on the earth were freely spilt; Water to sanctify and cleanse; Blood to atone for heinous guilt. 3 This wondrous grace to represent Baptismal waters were design'd, In which thou, Lord, wast bury'd too, To thy great Father's will resign'd. 4 Thus penitents who die to sin With thee are bury'd in thy grave, Thus quicken'd to a life divine Their souls a resurrection have. Rejoice, ye contrite hearts, 3 While with repenting tears 4 Ye who in Christ believe, 5 And though their bodies turn to Garments of praise adorn you now, dust, This holy symbol doth assure: The resurrection of the just Shall render them once bright and pure. Who late in ashes mourn'd. 6 Ye with your Lord are ris'n; Aspire to things above, Mansions for you your Lord prepares, In realms of light and love. |