132 Fierce Raged the Tempest O'er the Deep St. Aelred 8883 3 JOHN BACCHUS DYKES 1. Fierce raged the tem-pest o'er the deep, Watch did Thine anxious serv-ants keep, But Thou wast wrapt in guile-less sleep, Calm and still. A - men. Be Thou our Great Deliverer still, That whole and sick, and weak and strong, EDWARD HAYES PLUMPTRE 134 We Sing the Praise of Him Who Died Breslau L. M. JOSEPH CLAUDER'S "Psalmodia Nova" 1. We sing the praise of Him Who died, Of Him Who died up +4 The sinner's hope let men de-ride: For this we count the world but loss. A-men. 2 Inscribed upon the cross we see 3 The cross-it takes our guilt away; 4 It makes the coward spirit brave, And nerves the feeble arm to fight; It takes its terror from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. 5 The balm of life, the cure of woe, The measure and the pledge of love, The sinner's refuge here below, The angel's theme in heaven above. Amen. THOMAS KELLY Turn not from His griefs a-way, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. A-men. 2 Follow to the judgment-hall; View the Lord of life arraigned; O the pangs His soul sustained! 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb; Mark that miracle of time, God's own sacrifice complete: "It is finished," hear Him cry;- 4 Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid His breathless clay; Who hath taken Him away? Christ is risen;-He meets our eyes; JAMES MONTGOMERY |