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2 The few that truly call Thee LORD,
And wait Thy isanetifying Word,
3 In them let all mankind behold
How Christians liv'd' in days of old;
4 O might my lot be cast with these,
The least of JESU's witnesses !
5 LORD, if I now Thy drawings feel,
And ask according to Thy will,
AND are we yet alive,
And see each other's face? Glory and praise to JESUS give,
For His redeeming grace!
What troubles have we seen!
What conflicts have we past ! Fightings without, and fears within, Since we assembled last.
3 But oụt of all the LORD
Hath brought us by His love:
And hides our life above.
Of His redeeming pow'r,
That we may. sin no more: 5 Let us take up the cross,
Till we the crown obtain;
So we may Jesus gain.
Church meeting 1
JESU, we look to Thee,
Thy promis'd presence claim; Thou in the midst of us shalt be,
Assembled in Thy Name. 2 Thy Name salvation is,
Which here we come to prove; Thy Name is life, and health, and peace,
And everlasting love.
Or selfishness we meet;
And worldly thoughts forget.
Which Thou hast freely giv'n;
That we may meet in heav'n.
5 Present we know Thou art;
But, O, Thyself reveal!
The mighty comfort feel! 6 O may Thy quick'ning voice
The death of sin remove!
In hope of perfect love!
The promis'd blessing give!
Expecting to receive. 2 Thee we expect, our faithful LORD,
Who in Thy Name are join'd:
Thee in the midst to find.
3 With us Thou art assembled here;
But, 0, Thyself reveal!
Let us Thy presence feel. 4 Whom now we seek, O may we meet!
JESUS, the crucified !
Thou who for us hast died.
Speak, and the tokens show, “O be not faithless, but believe
In Me, who died for you!
SAVIOUR of sinful men,
Thy goodness we proclaim,
And triumph in Thy Name: 2 Thy mighty Name hath been
Our safeguard and our tow'r; Hath sav'd us from the world and sin,
And all th' accuser's pow'r. 3 But what a mighty change
Shall JESU's suff'rers know!
Incapable of woe !
Shall there our spirits wound:
No sin in heay'n is found. 5 No slightest touch of pain,
Nor sorrow's least alloy,
Our purity of joy. 6 In that eternal day
No clouds nor tempests rise : There gushing tears are wip'd away
For ever from our eyes.
Your faces Sion-ward,
And praise our common LORD;
Till all appear before His throne,
We to our country come;
The weary pilgrim's home;
The seat of everlasting love."
All earthly things we scom ;
songs of praise return:
With crowns of joy upon our head.
Each moment may we feel !
From earth, and death, and hell,
To meet our elder BROTHER there.
Our all in all is He;
We soon His face shall see;