3 For everywhere we find our suffering Lord, And where he trod May set our steps; the Cross on Calvary Beams on the Martyr host, a beacon light 4 To the still wrestlings of the lonely heart He doth impart The virtue of his midnight agony, Save God and His good Angel, to assuage 222. P. M. 1 God's word is that true light, 2 It is the golden key To treasures of celestial wealth, 3 The gently proffered aid Of one who knows us, and can best 4 It is the sweetest sound That infant ears delight to hear, 5 There rests the weary head, 223. S. M. 1 How beauteous are their feet Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal! 2 How happy are our ears 3 That hear this joyful sound! Which Kings and Prophets waited for, And sought, but never found. How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly Light! 224. C. M. 1 Father of mercies! in Thy word For ever be Thy name adored 2 Here, springs of consolation rise 3 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice 4 O may these heavenly pages be And still new beauties may I see, 1 .2 3 Raise your triumphant songs Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace hath done. Sing how eternal love Its well-beloved chose, And bade him raise our sinful race Pardon and peace from heaven Jesus proclaims abroad, And brings to erring guilty man 4 Now, sinners, dry your tears, 5 Lord, we obey the call; 1 To the salvation thou hast sent, 226. S. M. Behold the Prince of Peace, 2 No royal pomp adorns This King of Righteousness: Lo! meekness, patience, truth, and love, Compose his princely dress. 3 The spirit of the Lord In rich abundance shed On this great prophet gently lights, 4 Jesus, thou light of men! Thy doctrine life imparts; O may we feel its quickening power 5 Cheered by its beams, our souls The path which Christ hath marked and trod "Behold my servant,-I have put my spirit upon him." 1 Behold my servant! see him rise Him have I chosen, and in him 2 Gentle and still shall be his voice: The smoking flax he shall not quench, 3 The feeble spark to flames he 'll raise, Judgment he shall bring forth to truth, 4 Asunder burst the gates of brass: And gladsome light and liberty 5 Lo! former scenes, predicted once, And future scenes, predicted now, |