He comes, the broken heart to bind, And with the treasures of his grace Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, With thy belovéd name. Philip Doddridge. 1755. J ESUS! the very thought is sweet; In that dear name all heart-joys meet; But sweeter than the honey far The glimpses of his presence are. No word is sung more sweet than this; Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn! No tongue of mortal can express, O Jesus, King of wondrous might; I THE COMFORTER. LOOK to Thee in every need, I feel Thy strong and tender love, The thought of Thee is mightier far Discouraged in the work of life, But let me only think of Thee, And then new heart springs up in me. Thy calmness bends serene above, My restleffness to still; Around me flows Thy quickening life, To nerve my faltering will; Embosomed deep in Thy dear love, Hymns of the Spirit. CLI "CLING TO THE MIGHTY ONE." LING to the Mighty One, Cling to the Holy One, Cling to the Living One, Ps. lxxxix. 19. Heb. xii. II. Heb. i. 22. Ps. cxvi. 9. I Thess. v. 24. Heb. vii. 25. Cling to the Living One Through all below; Cling to the Bleeding One, In Him abide ; Cling to the Coming One, Hope fhall arise; Cling to the Reigning One, I John iv. 16. Ps. cxviii. 3. I John i. 7. Ps. xcvii. I. "A refuge from the storm, a shadow from the heat, &c." ESUS! lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, ISAIAH XXV. 4. Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee! Still support and comfort me! With the fhadow of thy wing! Wilt Thou not regard my call ? Lo! on Thee I caft my care ! Hoping against hope I ftand, Thou, O Chrift, art all I want; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, I am all unrighteousness; False and full of fin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, — Grace to cover all my fin; |