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Verse 1

My dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in thy Word;
But in thy life the law appears,
Drawn out in living characters.

Verse 2

Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such deference to thy Father’s will,
Such love and meekness so divine,
I would transcribe and make them mine.

Verse 3

Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer;
The desert thy temptations knew;
Thy conflict and thy victory too.

Verse 4

Be thou my pattern, make me bear
More of thy gracious image here;
Then God, the Judge, shall own my name
Among the followers of the Lamb.

Verse 1

Behold! the blind their sight receive;
Behold! the dead awake and live;
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame
Leap, like the hart, and bless his name.

Verse 2

Thus doth th’ eternal Spirit own
And seal the mission of the Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,
While he hangs bleeding on the cross.

Verse 3

He dies! the heavens in mourning stood;
He rises, the triumphant God!
Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die.

Verse 4

Hence, and forever, from my heart,
I bid my doubts and fears depart;
And to those hands my soul resign,
Which bear credentials so divine.

Verse 1

Behold where, in the Friend of man,
Appears each grace divine!
The virtues all in Jesus meet,
With mildest radiance shine.

Verse 2

To spread the rays of heavenly light,
To give the mourner joy,
To preach glad tidings to the poor,
Was his divine employ.

Verse 3

In the last hour of deep distress,
Before his Father’s throne,
With soul resigned, he bowed, and said,
“Thy will, not mine, be done!”

Verse 4

Be Christ our pattern and our guide,
His image may we bear;
Oh, may we tread his sacred steps,
And his bright glories share.

Verse 1

O ye immortal throng
Of angels round the throne,
Join with our feeble song,
To make the Saviour known:
On earth ye knew
His wondrous grace;
His glorious face
In heaven ye view.

Verse 2

Ye saw the heaven-born Child
In human flesh arrayed,
Benevolent and mild,
While in the manger laid:
And “Praise to God,
And peace on earth,”
For such a birth,
Proclaimed aloud.

Verse 3

Around the bloody tree
Ye pressed with strong desire
That wondrous sight to see,
The Lord of life expire:
And could your eyes
Have known a tear,
Had dropped it there
In sad surprise.

Verse 4

Around His sacred tomb
A willing watch ye keep
Till the blest moment come
To rouse Him from His sleep:
Then rolled the stone,
And all adored
Your rising Lord
With joy unknown.

Verse 5

When, all arrayed in light,
The shining Conqueror rode,
Ye hailed His rapturous flight
Up to the throne of God,
And waved around
Your golden wings,
And struck your strings
Of sweetest sound.

Verse 6

The warbling notes pursue,
And louder anthems raise,
While mortals sing with you
Their own Redeemer’s praise:
And thou, my heart,
With equal flame,
And joy the same,
Perform thy part.

Verse 1

My dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in Thy word;
But in Thy life the law appears
Drawn out in living characters.

Verse 2

Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal,
Such deference to Thy Father’s will,
Such love, and meekness so Divine,
I would transcribe and make them mine.

Verse 3

Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer;
The desert Thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict and Thy victory too.

Verse 4

Be Thou my Pattern; make me bear
More of Thy gracious image here:
Then God the Judge shall own my name
Amongst the followers of the Lamb.

Verse 1

Did Christ o’er sinners weep,
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.

Verse 2

The Son of God in tears
The wondering angels see:
Be thou astonished, O my soul;
He shed those tears for thee.

Verse 3

He wept that we might weep;
Each sin demands a tear;
In heaven alone no sin is found,
And there’s no weeping there.

Verse 1

On Jordan’s bank the Baptist’s cry
Announces that the Lord is nigh;
Come then and hearken, for he brings
Glad tidings from the King of kings.

Verse 2

E’en now the air, the sea, the land,
Feel that their Maker is at hand;
The very elements rejoice,
And welcome Him with cheerful voice.

Verse 3

Then cleansed be every Christian breast,
And furnished for so great a Guest;
Yea, let us each our hearts prepare
For Christ to come and enter there.

Verse 4

For Thou art our Salvation, Lord,
Our Refuge and our great Reward;
Without Thy grace our souls must fade,
And wither like a flower decayed.

Verse 5

Stretch forth Thy hand to heal our sore,
And make us rise, to fall no more;
Once more upon Thy people shine,
And fill the world with love Divine.

Verse 6

To Him, who left the throne of heaven
To save mankind, all praise be given;
Like praise be to the Father done,
And Holy Spirit,—Three in One.

Verse 1

O love, how deep, how broad, how high,
How passing thought and fantasy,
That God, the Son of God, should take
Our mortal form for mortals’ sake!

Verse 2

He sent no angel to our race,
Of higher or of lower place,
But wore the robe of human frame,
And He Himself to this world came.

Verse 3

For us baptized, for us He bore
His holy fast, and hungered sore,
For us temptations sharp He knew,
For us the tempter overthrew.

Verse 4

For us He preaches and He prays,
Would do all things, would try all ways;
By words, and signs, and actions, thus
Still seeking not Himself, but us.

Verse 5

For us to wicked men betrayed,
Scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed;
For us He bore the cross’s death,
For us at length gave up His breath.

Verse 6

For us He rose from death again,
For us He went on high to reign,
For us He sent His Spirit here
To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer.

Verse 7

All honor, laud, and glory be,
O Jesus, Virgin-born, to Thee;
All glory, as is ever meet,
To Father, and to Paraclete.

Verse 1

Did Christ o’er sinners weep,
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.

Verse 2

The Son of God in tears
The wondering angels see:
Be thou astonished, O my soul;
He shed those tears for thee.

Verse 3

He wept that we might weep;
Each sin demands a tear;
In heaven alone no sin is found,
And there’s no weeping there.

Verse 1

Did Christ o’er sinners weep,
And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.

Verse 2

The Son of God in tears
The wondering angels see:
Be thou astonished, O my soul;
He shed those tears for thee.

Verse 3

He wept that we might weep;
Each sin demands a tear;
In heaven alone no sin is found,
And there’s no weeping there.

Verse 1

Joy to the world the Lord is come:
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing.

Verse 2

Joy to the earth the Savior reigns
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.

Verse 3

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow,
Far as the curse is found.

Verse 4

He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of His love.

Verse 1

Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes--
The Savior promised long;
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.

Verse 2

He comes, the prisoners to release,
In Satan’s bondage held;
The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

Verse 3

He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure;
And, with the treasures of his grace,
T’ enrich the humble poor.

Verse 4

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven’s eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.