*See also AMSTERDAM 47. A journey to the tomb; 2. Time is winging us away To our eternal home: Life is but a winter's day, A journey to the tomb: But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty soon above; Far beyond the world's alloy, Secure in Jesus' love. Tell me not of transient joys Through Christ's atoning blood, The worldling may admire, Tell me not of transient joys That sparkle and expire; Themes celestial fill the soul With delights that never die; Waves of transport soon to roll Above the starry sky. 643. Christ an Example in Suffering. 1. Go to dark Gethsemane, Ye who feel the tempter's power, View the Lord of life arraigned: O, the pangs his soul sustained! God's own sacrifice complete: Where they laid his lifeless clay; Who hath taken him away? And behold, with anguish deep, All the heavens in sackcloth hung, Issue there from every tongue! All the bitterness of sin, What thy portion would have been: Thine the shame, reproach and guilt, 'Twas for thee that blood was spilt! 4. Go to Golgotha and pray That thy sins may be forgiven; Now is Advocate in heaven: Doxology. PRAISE the name of God most high, NUREMBURGH. 7s. 6 lines. Or 4 lines. GERMAN. 9: 1. Once I thought my mountain strong, Firmly fixed, no more to move; was with 1. ONCE I thought my mountain strong, Firmly fixed, no more to move; Then my Saviour was my song, Then my soul was filled with love: Those were happy, golden days, Sweetly spent in prayer and praise. 2. Little, then, myself I knew, Little thought of Satan's power; Now I feel the stormy hour; 3. Saviour! shine, and cheer my soul, Bid my dying hopes revive, Still his countenance shall shine Through the clouds that darken thine. 3. Why, my soul, art thou perplexed? Why with faithless trouble vexed? Hope in God, whose saving name Thou shalt joyfully proclaim, When his countenance divine Sheds the light of heaven on thine. [For the following omit the repeat.] 647. Christ s Ascension. 1. HAIL the day, which sees him rise Glorious to his native skies! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Enters now the gates of heaven. 2. There the glorious triumph waits:Lift your head, eternal gates! Christ hath vanquished death and sin:- 3. See,-high heaven its Lord receives ;- 4. Still for us he intercedes, His prevailing death he pleads, 5. What though parted from our sight, |