12 O let us all press, from this day,
Towards the mark before us placed:
With tears beseech him, that he may
Imprint in us his image blessed;
HOW shall a young man cleanse his To look to him be our employ,
By foll'wing close his word
That soul and body in him joy;
May his death's pow'r us so replenish,
Who once on earth a young man was, That sin and its allurements vanish;
Jesus, our God and Lord:
His word is spirit, and is pow'r;
True life doth flow from him;
Our food his sacred flesh, our drink
His blood, that healing stream.
2 We now no longer need remain
Fast bound in chains of sin;
Whoe'er believes, is free indeed,
And by his word made clean:
Since Jesus on th' accursed cross
The pow'r of sin did quell,
When sin disorders us, we look
To him, and soon grow well.
3 Ye chosen people of the Lord,
Which Jesus' pow'r displays,
If in obedience to his word
You're render'd clean through grace; His dying love be yet impress'd More clearly on each heart! And whether you're at work or rest, To love him be your part! 4 Ye purchas'd souls, Christ's happy flock,
Be to his will resign'd,
And gladly offer up to him
Your body, soul and mind.
O! if the bleeding Lamb of God,
Who dy'd us to redeem,
But calls, who can his call withstand!
Who would not follow him!
In joy and pain we then shall find
In him alone true peace of mind.
822. T. 185.
BRETHREN, 'tis but meet to render
praises
To Immanuel, our Lord;
Who to bless his children never ceases,
Since to favor they're restor❜d;
'Midst a sense of our own imperfection,
We can magnify that free election
Of his grace, by which we stand
'Mongst his flock, his chosen band.
2 Yes, we feel indeed our own demerit
And our imperfections great;
Had we not been led by Jesus' Spirit,
Never could we thus have met: We deserv'd eternal condemnation, But his death procured our salvation; And since we've experienc'd this, We're determin'd to be his.
823.* T. 166.
DEAR brethren, let us take to heart
The teaching of the Spirit;
He'll ev'ry grace to us impart,
Which Jesus Christ did merit:
Who, by all he hath done and said
In his humiliation,
Hath boundless blessings merited,
And sanctify'd our station.
BRETHREN, by Jesus Christ belov'd, THEE God's own Son-with joy we
First with attention be it weighed,
Whether his mind ours always prov'd,
To be our dearest Brother;
And how our conduct this displayed; Heav'n and earth do not afford
Whether we have in thought and word,
Shown forth the praises of our Lord;
If countless gifts from him received
So undeserv'd, have this achieved,
That in the world we know of none
To cheer our hearts, but him alone;
But, Oh! might we-such brethren be, Of whom thou'rt not ashamed; Might, by all we do, thy grace
Loudly be proclaimed.
We'll know nothing, :|: slaughter'd Lamb, but thee;
Thou shalt be our Lord and God,
And redemption in thy blood
The Lord hath highly favor'd me; His handmaid's low estate He hath regarded graciously, The poor he doth elate." Thus all who wait upon the Lord, And seek for peace and rest,
him, according to his word,
Shall be consoi'd and blest.
5 We're poor and needy; but thro grace,
His Spirit teacheth us
Shall our doctriue :||: to all nations be. To look, with all our sinfulness,
In faith to Jesus' cross.
6 When simply we obey his voice, And to our Lord appeal,
In God our Saviour we rejoice,
Since pard'ning grace we feel.
Most gracious Saviour! to confide
In thee, O grant us grace;
Preserve us all from self and pride,
That bane of happiness.
8 Meekness, and true humility
Unto us all impart ;
Yea, by thy merits sanctify
And render pure each heart.
BLESS'D are they whose meditation
Is directed oft by faith
To their Saviour's incarnation,
Human life and painful death.
2 Bless'd are they, who as poor sinners
Gain from Jesus life and
grace;
Tho' they be but young beginners,
And by nature vile and base.
3 Blessed, who are ever ready
Him to follow cheerfully,
Who took, in a virgin's body,
For our sake, humanity.
4 Blessed they, who live to Jesus,
Who to him their hearts devote,
Wishing to show forth his praises;
Truly blessed is their lot!
UNTO thee, most gracious Saviour,
We ourselves anew commend!
Look on us in grace and favor,
To our pray'rs and wants attend;
Grant us all a tender feeling
Of thy love and gracious dealing,
That our hearts may truly be
Fill'd with fervent love to thee.
2 This alone can keep us steady
In the simple path of grace,
And when any thing seems ready
To disturb our happiness,
Lord, in mercy us deliver,
Yea protect and keep us ever
From the world and sin secure,
And in soul and body pure!
832. T. 185. WHEN bemoaning our undone con
Weeping for redeeming grace,
We with heart-felt and sincere con-
trition
Pant for peace and happiness,
Which is only found by faith in Jesus,
Who was slain, from sorrow to release us,
We find then most certainly
Life, and true felicity.
2 Then, renew'd by grace, the heart
desireth
To be Jesus' property;
Yea his dving love our souls inspireth
Him to love most fervently;
We remain his maidens poor and
needy,
Yet to give him joy are ever ready,
Thinking always how we may
Love unfeign'd to him display.
833. T. 56.
O BE mindful :: of us gracious Lord,
'Midst our weakness :: aid to us af-
ford;
Human frailty well thou know'st;
We of nothing else can boast
But the blessings :: which thy death
procur'd.
2 Lord, assist us :||: in the needful hour,
In temptation : grant us help and
pow'r;
We in thee alone confide,
In this world be thou our Guide, .
Keep us humble, :||: and in spirit poor.
3 From each rival :||: O deliver us,
Make us willing:||: to take up our cross;
Our diseases kindly heal,
To our hearts thy love reveal;
All besides thee :||: may we count but
dross.
834. T. 168.
BLESSED are we, if believing
In the Lord our Righteousness,
And in lowliness receiving
From his fulness grace for grace;
When we find in him salvation,
Happiness and consolation,
And obey the Shepherd's voice;
Then we truly can rejoice.
2 Tho' we feel that soul and body
Are corrupt and void of good,
Yet the Lord is ever ready
To apply his cleansing blood;
With our weaknesses he beareth,
All our pray'rs he kindly heareth,
And we daily may increase
In his knowledge and in grace.
4 If we thy rich forgiveness daily prove,
This will unite us, Lord, to thee in love,
O make us all devoted unto thee;
Let us thy chaste and faithful virgins be.
837. T. 16.
HAPPY they, who oft for Jesus
Weep, from need as well as love,
They experience him propitious,
And his favor richly prove.
2 Happy they, who are excited,
Him to follow ev'ry where,
And are with his ways delighted,
He to such is truly dear.
Happy is each virgin's station
Whom he kindly owns as his,
And who counts his great salvation
As her highest good and bliss.
4 Happy she, who finds in Jesus
All her wishes satisfy'd;
Ah, to her how dear and precious
Is that Friend who for her dy'd!
2 Therefore, this be our concern forever,
Since we're with this knowledge blest, 3
To have our eternal Bridegroom's favor,
Then we find true peace and rest;
But indeed it is from each expected,
That the heart be by his grace directed,
Nor have any other aim,
Than to love the slaughter'd Lamb.
3 Happy they who feel the healing power
Of Christ's blood in ev'ry case!
May we follow him, and seek each hour
To preserve ourselves thro' grace;
May the virtue of our Saviour's passion,
Sanctify our walk and conversation;
We ourselves to him commend,
May his aim with us be gain'd.
836,* T. 583.
WE virgins, who enjoy our Saviour's [express: Are happier far than words can e'er Jesus, the Bridegroom of our souls, supplies
Our wants, and soul and body sanctifies. 2 His love produceth love; constrain'd thereby,
Our sole intention is to yield him joy. When in our hearts his love is shed abroad, [God. We then, like Mary, favor find with
3 Lord, may thy love with gratitude inspire
Our souls, and to thy name beour desire! We thee intreat to form us to thy praise, And all that's carnal wholly to erase.
BLEST are they, who human nature
Feel as vile, corrupt and base,
But who know each fallen creature
May be heal'd by Jesus' grace.
2 Mourning souls are truly blessed,
They that seek will surely find;
Jesus comforts the distressed,
To the contrite he is kind.
3 Christthe Bread, that came from hea-
Doth the hungry soul revive, [ven,
Unto those who thirst, is given
Water from the well of life.
4 Blest are they, who, thro' his favor, Are in heart here purify'd;"
They shall once behold our Saviour
Who by faith in him abide.
5 Blest are they, who in his merits
Have a share, tho' here despis'd,
All is theirs; what flesh inherits
They renounce, he's only priz'd. 6 Blest are they, who, fell'wing Jesus, Virgins are in deed and truth; They have cause to give him praises; Both the aged and the youth."
THE source, whence ev'ry sin doth spring,
Is that we turn from Christ our King;
And hence it is, the giddy eye
Imagines bliss in vanity:
2 Pleasure in things producing smart,
And cleanness in an impure heart;
Knowledge in blindest ignorance,
And plenty in deep indigence;
3 We virgins have great cause to praise
Thee, Lord, and grateful songs to raise,
That, from the world's delusion free,
We wish to be made clean by thee;
4 That they, who weep because of sin,
May be absolv'd and washed clean;
Since thou wast in the flesh reveal'd,
That by thy stripes we might be heal'd.
WE thy virgins :||: claim thy special
O preserve us, :|: Lord, from ev'ry snare;
May our hearts and senses be
Fix'd, in true simplicity,
On the suff'rings::thou for us didst bear.
2 Us deliver :||: from the world and sin,
Let thy Spirit :||: rule alone within,
Ev'ry vain desire control,
And in spirit, body, soul,
Sanctify us :: by thy grace divine.
3 In temptation:||: may we firmly stand,
Everwatchful:: as thou dost command:
Without thee we nought can do,
Strengthen and support us too
In all trials, :: by thy mighty hand.
4Fix thy temple::Saviour in each breast,
Undisturbed :: be our peace and rest!
Let us on thy merits feed,
In the path of grace proceed,
Be, in union :||: with thee, ever blest.
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2 Unto us thy name's sweet savor
Is as ointment poured forth;
In thine eyes we have found favor,
Tho' deprav'd and void of worth;
And thy banner :||:
Over us is love divine.
3 Now the conflict is decided,
We count all things else but loss,
What with thee our hearts divided
Now is nailed to thy cross,
Nought can please us :||: But the wounded Lamb of God. 4 We will dwell on Calv'ry's moun tain,
Where the flocks of Zion feed;
Oft resort unto the fountain,
Open'd when the Lord did bleed,
Thence deriving :||:
Grace, and life, and holiness.
5 There with trimmed lamps we'll tarry,
Till the Lord comes from on high, Watch in pray'r and ne'er be weary, But await the midnight cry:
Haste to meet him, :||: Lo! the Bridegroom draweth nigh, 6 On that day of consummation,
May we sinners mercy find,
Saved with complete salvation,
And not one be left behind,
As wise virgins :||:
May we then before thee stand!
THY virgins, Lord, 'fore thee appear,
Conscious of their depravity,
Yet longing to be heal'd by thee;
Each mourning sinner deign to cheer;
2 From all false love cleanse evʼry soul,
And us with sacred love inspire,
And bear the sway without control.
O quench in us each base desire,
3 In mutual love and harmony,
Our virgin-cov❜nant we renew,"
Say thou in grace Amen thereto;
We give our hearts and hands to thee.
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