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Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 151 – 200
(S S &S) Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns. This is S S & S, otherwise known as Sacred Songs and Solos. It is a collection of spiritual worship hymns and songs for churches. Students use it in their assembly in many Christian schools. This feature features the Sacred Songs and Solo Hymns 151 – 200.
Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 151 – 200
151 Behold the Saviour of mankind
Behold the Saviour of mankind
Nailed to the shameful tree;
How vast the love that Him inclined
To bleed and die for thee !
2 Hark, how He groans, while nature shakes,
And earth’s strong pillars bend;
The temple’s vail in sunder breaks,
The solid marbles rend.
3 ‘Tis done ! the precious ransom’s paid;
“Receive My soul !” He cries;
See where He bows His sacred head—
He bows His head and dies.
4 But soon He’ll break death’s envious chain,
And in full glory shine :
O Lamb of God, was ever pain,
Was ever love, like Thine ?
152 Low in the grave He lay
Low in the grave He lay—
Jesus, my Saviour !
Waiting the coming day—
Jesus, my Lord !
Up from the grave He arose, . . .
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes ; . ..
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives for ever with His saints to reign:
He arose ! . . . He arose ! . ..
Hallelujah ! Christ arose !
2 Vainly they watch His bed—
Jesus, my Saviour !
Vainly they seal the dead—
Jesus, my Lord !
3 Death cannot keep his prey—
Jesus, my Saviour !
He tore the bars away—
Jesus, my Lord !
153 Hallelujah ! hallelujah !
Hallelujah ! hallelujah !
Hearts to heaven and voices raise ; . ..
Sing to God a hymn of gladness,
Sing to God a hymn of praise ; . ..
He who on the cross a victim
For the world’s salvation bled,
Jesus Christ, the King of glory,
Now is risen from the dead.
2 Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits
Of the holy harvest-field ; . . .
Which will all its full abundance
At His glorious advent yield; . . .
Then the golden ears of harvest
Will their heads before Him wave,
Ripened by His glorious sunshine
From the furrows of the grave.
3 Hallelujah ! hallelujah !
Glory be to God on high ! . . .
Hallelujah to the Saviour,
Who has gained the victory; . . .
Hallelujah to the Spirit;
Let our high ascriptions be,
Hallelujah, now and ever,
To the blessed Trinity !
154 Arise, my soul, arise
Arise, my soul, arise !
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears.
Before the throne my Surety stands;
My name is written on His hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede,
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
3 Five bleeding wounds He bears,
Received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly plead for me:
“Forgive him, oh, forgive !” they cry,
“Nor let that ransomed sinner die.”
4 My God is reconciled;
His pardoning voice I hear:
He owns me for His child;
I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And “Father, Abba Father !”cry.
155 Rejoice, the Lord is King
Rejoice, the Lord is King !
Your God and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore:
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice:
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice !
2 Rejoice ! the Saviour reigns—
The God of truth and love;
When He had purged our stains,
He took His seat above:
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice:
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice!
3 He all His foes shall quell,
Shall all our sins destroy;
And every bosom swell
With pure, seraphic joy;
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice:
Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice !
4 Rejoice in glorious hope !
Jesus, the Judge, shall come,
And take His servants up
To their eternal home:
We soon shall hear th’ archangel’s voice:
The trump of God shall sound:
Rejoice !
(S S &S) Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 151 – 200
156 Christ hath risen ! Hallelujah
Christ hath risen ! Hallelujah !
Blessed morn of life and light!
Lo. the grave is rent asunder,
Death is conquered through His might.
Christ is risen ! Hallelujah !
Gladness fills the world to-day;
From the tomb that could not hold Him,
See, the stone is rolled away !
2 Christ hath risen ! Hallelujah !
Friends of Jesus, dry your tears;
Through the vail of gloom and darkness.
Lo, the Son of God appears !
3 Christ hath risen ! Hallelujah !
He hath risen, as He said;
He is now the King of glory,
And our great exalted Head.
157 Hallelujah, “He is risen
Hallelujah, “He is risen !”
Jesus is gone up on high !
Burst the bars of death asunder;
Angels, shout ; and men, reply:
He is risen, He is risen,
Living now, no more to die.
2 Hallelujah, He is risen !
Our exalted Head to be;
Sends the witness of the Spirit
That our Advocate is He:
He is risen, He is risen,
Justified in Him are we.
3 Hallelujah, He is risen !
Death for aye has lost his sting;
Christ, Himself the Resurrection,
From the grave His own will bring:
He is risen, He is risen,
Living Lord and coming King
158 “Christ the Lord is risen to-day
“Christ the Lord is risen to-day !”
Hallelujah !
Sons of men and angels say;
Hallelujah !
Raise your joy and triumph high,
Hallelujah !
Sing, ye heavens ! and earth, reply:
Hallelujah !
2 Love’s redeeming work is done:
Fought the fight, the battle won:
Lo ! our Sun’s eclipse is o’er;
Lo ! He sets in blood no more:
3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Christ hath burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids His rise,
Christ hath opened Paradise:
4 Lives again our glorious King;
Where, O death, is now thy sting ?
Once He died our souls to save;
Where’s thy victory, boasting grave ?
5 King of glory ! Soul of bliss !
Everlasting life is this:
Thee to know, Thy power to prove,
Thus to sing, and thus to love:
159 On that bright and golden morning
On that bright and golden morning
when the Son of Man shall come,
And the radiance of His glory we shall see;
When from every clime and nation
He shall call His people home—
What a gath’ring of the ransomed that will be !
What a gath’ ring ! what a gath’ ring I
What a gath’ring of the ransomed in the summer land of love !
What a gath’ ring ! what a gath’ring
Of the ransomed in that happy home above !
2 When the blest who sleep in Jesus at
His bidding shall arise
From the silence of the grave, and
from the sea;
And with bodies all celestial they
shall meet Him in the skies—
What a gath’ring and rejoicing
there will be !
3 When our eyes behold the City, with
Its “many mansions” bright,
And its river, calm and restful,
flowing free—
When the friends that death has
parted shall in bliss again unite—
What a gath’ring and a greeting
there will be !
4 Oh, the King is surely coming, and
the time is drawing nigh,
When the blessed day of promise
we shall see;
Then the changing” in a moment,”
“in the twinkling of an eye,”
And for ever in His presence we
shall be.
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160 They come and go, the seasons fair
They come and go, the seasons fair,
And bring their spoil to vale and hills;
But oh, there is waiting in the air,
And a passionate hope the spirit fills.
Why doth He tarry, the absent Lord ?
When shall the Kingdom be restored.
And earth and heaven with one ac-cord,
Ring out the cry that the King comes ?
What will it be when the King comes !
What will it be when the King comes !
What will it be when He comes ! . .
What will it be when the King comes!
2 The floods have lifted up their voice;
The King hath come to His own—
His own !
The little hills and vales rejoice,
His right it is to take the crown.
Sleepers, awake, and meet Him first !
Now let the marriage hymn outburst !
And powers of darkness flee, disperst—
What will it be when the King comes!
3 A ransomed earth breaks forth in song,
Her sin-stained ages over-past;
Her yearning, “Lord, how long, how long ?
Exchanged for joy at last—at last !
Angels, carry the royal commands;
Peace beams forth throughout all the lands:
The trees of the field shall clap their hands—
What will it be when the King comes !
4 Now Zion’s hill, with glory crowned,
Uplifts her head with joy once more;
And Zion’s King, once scorned, disowned,
Extends her rule from shore to shore.
Sing, for the land her Lord regains !
Sing, for the Son of David reigns !
And living streams o’erflow her plains—
What will it be when the King comes !
5 O brothers, stand as men that wait,
The dawn is purpling in the east,
And banners wave from heaven’s high gate;
The conflict now—but soon the feast.
Mercy and truth shall meet again;
Worthy the Lamb that once was slain;
We can suffer now—He will know us then—
What will it be when the King
comes !
161 Lo, He comes with clouds descending
Lo, He comes with clouds descending,
Once for favoured sinners slain;
Thousand thousand saints attending,
Swell the triumph of His train;
Hallelujah !
Jesus comes, and comes to reign !
2 Every eye shall now behold Him,
Robed in dreadful majesty; [Him,
Those who set at naught and sold
Pierced and nailed Him to the tree.
Deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3 When the solemn trump has sounded,
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
All who hate Him must, confounded,
Hear the summons of that day—
Come to Judgment !
Come to Judgment, come away !
4 Now redemption, long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear !
All His saints, by men rejected,
Now shall meet Him in the air:
Hallelujah !
See the day of God appear !
5 Yea, Amen ! let all adore Thee,
High on Thine eternal throne;
Saviour, take the power and glory,
Claim the kingdom for Thine own !
Oh, come quickly !
Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come !
162 Christ is coming ! let creation
Christ is coming ! let creation
From her groans and travail cease;
Let the glorious proclamation
Hope restore and faith increase:
Christ is coming I Christ is coming !
Come, Thou blessed Prince of Peace !
Christ is coming ! Christ is coming !
Come, Thou blessed Prince of Peace !
2 Earth can now but tell the story
Of Thy bitter cross and pain;
She shall yet behold Thy glory
When Thou comest back to reign.
3 Though once cradled in a manger,
Oft no pillow but the sod;
Here an alien and a stranger,
Mocked of men, disowned of God:
4 Long Thy exiles have been pining,
Far from rest, and home, and Thee;
But, in heavenly vesture shining,
Soon they shall Thy glory see.
5 With that “blessed hope” before us,
Let no harp remain unstrung;
Let the mighty ransomed chorus
Onward roll from tongue to tongue.
163 It may be at morn, when the day is awaking
It may be at morn, when the day is awaking,
When sunlight through darkness and
shadow is breaking,
That Jesus will come in the fulness of glory,
To receive from the world “His own.”
O Lord Jesus, how long f
How long ere we shout the glad song ?—
Christ returneth ! Hallelujah I
Hallelujah ! Amen !
Hallelujah ! Amen !
2 It may be at midday, it may be at twilight,
It may be, perchance, that the blackness of midnight
Will burst into light in the blaze of His glory,
When Jesus receives “His own.”
3 While hosts cry Hosanna, from heaven descending.
With glorified saints and the angels attending, [of glory,
With grace on His brow, like a halo
Will Jesus receive “His own.”
4 Oh, joy ! oh, delight ! should we go without dying;
No sickness, no sadness, no dread, and no crying;
Caught up through the clouds with our Lord into glory,
When Jesus receives “His own.”
164 Rejoice ! Rejoice ! our King is coming
Rejoice ! Rejoice ! our King is coming!
And the time will not be long,
Until we hail the radiant dawning,
And lift up the glad new song.
Oh, wondrous day ! oh, glorious morning,
When the Son of Man shall come !
May we with lamps all trimmed and burning
Gladly welcome His return !
Rejoice ! Rejoice ! our King is coming !
And the time will not be long,
Until we hail the radiant dawning,
And lift up the glad new song.
2 With joy we wait our King’s returning
From His heavenly mansions fair;
And with ten thousand saints appearing
We shall meet Him in the air.
3 Oh, may we never weary, watching,
Never lay our armour down,
Until He come, and with rejoicing
Give to each the promised crown.
165 Our lamps are trimmed and burning
Our lamps are trimmed and burning,
Our robes are white and clean,
We’ve tarried for the Bridegroom,
Oh, may we enter in ?
We know we’ve nothing worthy
That we can call our own:
The light, the oil, the robes we wear,
All come from Him alone.
Behold, the Bridegroom cometh
And all may enter in,
Whose lamps are trimmed and burning;,!
Whose robes are white and clean.
2 Go forth, go forth to meet Him !
The way is open now,
All lighted with the glory
That’s streaming from His brow
Accept the invitation,
Beyond deserving kind;
Make no delay, but take your lamps,
And joy eternal find.
3vWe see the marriage splendour
Within the open door;
We know that those who enter
Are blest for evermore.
We see He is more lovely
Than all the sons of men,
But still we know the door, once shut,
Will never ope again.
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166 When Jesus shall gather the nations
When Jesus shall gather the nations
Before Him at last to appear,
Oh, how shall we stand in the Judgment,
When summoned our sentence to hear ?
He will gather the wheat in His garner,
But the chaff will He scatter away;
Then how shall we stand in the Judgment—
Oh, how shall we stand in that day ?
2 Shall we hear from the lips of the Saviour
The words, “Faithful servant, well done !”
Or, trembling with fear and with anguish,
Be banished away from is throne ?
3 Then let us be watching and waiting—
Our lamps burning steady and bright—
That when we are called by the Bridegroom,
We’ll answer the call with delight.
4 Thus living with hearts fixed on Jesus,
In patience we wait for the time
When the days of our pilgrimage
ended,
We’ll rest in His presence divine.
167 Do you see the Hebrew captive kneeling
Do you see the Hebrew captive kneeling,
At morning, noon, and night, to pray ?
In his chamber he remembers Zion,
Though in exile far away.
Are your windows open toward Jerusalem,
Though as captives here a “little while” we stay ?
For the coming of the King in His glory,
Are you watching day by day ?
2 Do not fear to tread the fiery furnace,
Nor shrink the lions’ den to share;
For the God of Daniel will deliver,
He will send His angel there.
3 Children of the living God, take courage,
Your great deliverance sweetly sing;
Set your faces toward the hill of Zion.
Thence to hail your coming King !
168 There’s a glorious Kingdom waiting
There’s a glorious Kingdom waiting
in the land beyond the sky,
Where the saints have been gathering year by year;
And the days are swiftly passing that
will bring the Kingdom nigh:
For the coming of the Kingdom
draweth near !
Oh, the coming of the Kingdom draweth near ! . . .
Oh, the coming of the Kingdom draweth near ! . . .
Be thou ready, O my soul, for the trumpet soon may roll,
And the King in His glory shall appear
2 ‘Tis the hope of yonder Kingdom, and
the glory there prepared,
And the looking for the Saviour to appear,
That delivers us from bondage to the
world that once ensnared:
For the coming of the Kingdom
draweth near !
3 With the coming of the Kingdom we
shall see our blessed Lord,
For the King ere the Kingdom
must appear,
Hallelujah to His name, who
redeemed us by His blood !
Oh, the coming of the Kingdom
draweth near !
4 Oh, the world is growing weary, it
has waited now so long,
And the hearts of men are failing
them for fear;
Let us tell them of the Kingdom, let
us cheer them with the song,
That the coming of the Kingdom
draweth near !
169 A better day is coming
A better day is coming,
A morning promised long,
When girded Right, with holy Might,
Will overthrow the Wrong;
When God the Lord will listen
To every plaintive sigh,
And stretch His hand o’er every land,
With justice by and by.
Coming by and by, coming by and by !
The better day is coming, the morning draweth nigh
Coming by and by, coming by and by I
The welcome dawn will hasten on, ’tis coming
by and by.
2 The boast of haughty Error
No more will fill the air,
But Age and Youth will love the Truth,
And spread it everywhere;
No more from Want and Sorrow
Will come the hopeless cry;
For strife will cease, and perfect Peace
Will flourish by and by.
3 Oh, for that holy dawning
We watch, and wait, and pray,
Till o’er the height the morning light
Shall drive the gloom away;
And when the heavenly glory
Shall flood the earth and sky,
We’ll bless the Lord for all His word,
And praise Him by and by.
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170 We are waiting, blessed Saviour
We are waiting, blessed Saviour,
We are watching for the hour
When in majesty descending,
Thou shalt come in mighty power;
Then the shadows will be lifted,
And the darkness rolled away,
And our eyes behold the splendour
Of the glorious crowning-day.
2 We are waiting, blessed Saviour,
We are watching not in vain
For the cloud that bore Thee upward,
And will bring Thee back again;
Then, among Thy ransomed people,
We shall tread the shining way,
And our eyes behold the splendour
Of the glorious crowning-day.
3 We are waiting, blessed Saviour,
For a union, heart to heart.
With our dear ones o’er the river,
Where we nevermore shall part;
Then our sorrows, in a moment,
Like a dream will pass away
When our eyes behold the splendour
Of the glorious crowning-day.
171 He dies ! He dies ! the lowly Man of Sorrows
He dies ! He dies ! the lowly Man of Sorrows,
On whom were laid our many griefs and woes;
Our sins He bore, beneath God’s
awful billows, [our foes.
And He hath triumphed over all
“I am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead;
I am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead;
And behold, . . I am alive . . for evermore, ..
Behold, . . I am alive . . for evermore. . .
I am He that liveth, that liveth, and was dead ;
And behold, . . I am alive . . for evermore. ..
2 He lives ! He lives ! what glorious
consolation ! [hand;
Exalted at His Father’s own right
He pleads for us, and by His inter-cession,
Enables all His saints by grace to stand.
3 He comes ! He comes ! Oh, blest
anticipation ! [faithful word;
In keeping with His true and
To call us to our heavenly consummation—
Caught up, to be “for ever with the Lord.
172 He is coming, the “Man of Sorrows
He is coming, the “Man of Sorrows,”
Now exalted on high;
He is coming with loud hosannas,
In the clouds of the sky.
Hallelujah ! Hallelujah !
He is coming again;
And with joy we will gather round Him,
At His coming to reign !
2 He is coming, our loving Saviour,
Blessed Lamb that was slain !
In the glory of God the Father,
On the earth He shall reign.
3 He is coming, our Lord and Master,
Our Redeemer and King;
We shall see Him in all His beauty,
And His praise we shall sing.
4 He shall gather His chosen people,
Who are called by His name;
And the ransomed of every nation,
For His own He shall claim.
173 There’s a light that is shining in darkness
There’s a light that is shining in darkness,
While we wait for the dawning of day;
And it cheers us along on our journey,
Till the shadows shall vanish away !
So we’ll wait and watch for the dawning,
The day of eternity blest;
Then take the wings of the morning,
And fly away to our rest.
2 From the sure word the prophets
have spoken, [the gloom;
There is light flashing forth through
For the Scripture can never be broken,
And the King in His glory will come.
3 Now we sing ‘mid the darkness and shadows, ;
And we pray and we watch for the dawn
Till the Day-star, in glory arising,
Shall betoken the coming of morn.
His Second Coming
4 We are not of the night nor of darkness,
Let us walk, then, as children of day;
Our weeping shall be for a moment,
And our joy shall ne’er vanish away !
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174 Oh, the weary night is waning
Oh, the weary night is waning,
And the clouds are rolling by;
See, the long-expected morning
Now is dawning in the sky;
When from Zion’s lofty mountain
We shall hear the watchmen cry,
And rejoicing we shall gather
When the King shall come.
O Zion ! O Zion ! Great will be thy triumph
When the King shall come;
O Zion ! O Zion ! Thou shalt be exalted
When the King shall come.
2 When the ransomed of Jehovah,
From the East and from the West,
Shall return with joy and gladness,
To receive the promised rest—
Then shall every tribe and nation
Out of every land be blessed,
And rejoicing they shall gather
When the King shall come.
3 May He find us, when He cometh,
Faithful watchers, day and night,
At our royal post of duty,
With our armour shining bright;
May our lamps be trimmed and burning
With a clear and steady light,
That rejoicing we may gather
When the King shall come.
175 Behold, the Bridegroom cometh in
Behold, the Bridegroom cometh in
the middle of the night,
And blest is he whose loins are girt,
whose lamp is burning bright;
But woe to that dull servant whom
the Master shall surprise
With lamp untrimmed, unburning,
and with slumber in his eyes.
2 Do thou, my soul, keep watch, beware
lest thou in sleep sink down,
Lest thou be given o’er to death, and
lose the golden crown;
But see that thou art sober, with a
watchful eye, and thus
Cry, “Holy, Holy, Holy God, have
mercy upon us.”
3 That day, the day of fear, shall come;
my soul, slack not thy toil,
But light thy lamp, and feed it well,
and make it bright with oil;
Thou knowest not how soon may
sound the cry at eventide:”
Behold the Bridegroom comes !
Arise, go forth to meet the
Bride !”
4 Beware, my soul ! take thou good
heed lest thou in slumber lie,
And, like the five, remain without,
and knock, and vainly cry;
But watch, and bear thy lamp un-
dimmed, and Christ shall gird thee on
His own bright wedding-robe of
light—the glory of the Son.
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176 Our Lord is now rejected
Our Lord is now rejected,
And by the world disowned;
By the many still neglected,
And by the few enthroned;
But soon He’ll come in glory !
The hour is drawing nigh,
For the crowning day is coming
By and by.
Oh, the crowning day is coming !
Is coming by and by !
When our Lord shall come in “power”
And “glory” from on high !
Oh, the glorious sight will gladden
Each waiting, watchful eye,
In the crowning day that’s coming
By and by.
2 The heavens shall glow with splendour;
But brighter far than they,
The saints shall shine in glory,
As Christ shall them array:
The beauty of the Saviour
Shall dazzle every eye,
In the crowning day that’s coming
By and by.
3 Our pain shall then be over:
We’ll sin and sigh no more;
Behind us all of sorrow,
And nought but joy before—
A joy in our Redeemer,
As we to Him are nigh,
In the crowning day that’s coming
By and by.
4 Let all that look for, hasten
The coming joyful day,
By earnest consecration,
To walk the narrow way;
By gathering in the lost ones.
For whom our Lord did die,
For the crowning day that’s coming
By and by.
177 Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness
Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
‘Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
With joy shall I lift up my head.
2 When, from the dust of death, I rise
To take my mansion in the skies;
E’en then shall this be all my plea—
Jesus hath lived and died for me.
3 Bold shall I stand in that great day,
For who aught to my charge shall lay,
While, through Thy blood, absolved
I am
From sin’s tremendous curse and
shame ?
4 This spotless robe the same appears
When ruined nature sinks in years:
No age can change its glorious hue;
The robe of Christ is ever new.
5 Oh, let the dead now hear Thy voice !
Bid, Lord, Thy banished ones rejoice:
Their beauty this their glorious dress,
Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness.
178 Jesus is coming ! sing the glad word
Jesus is coming ! sing the glad word !
Coming for those He redeemed by
His blood.
Coming to reign as the glorified Lord !
Jesus is coming again !
Jesus is coming, is coming again I
Jesus is coming again ! . . .
Shout the glad tidings o’er mountain and plain I
Jesus is coming again !
2 Jesus is coming ! the dead shall arise,
Loved ones shall meet in a joyful
surprise,
Caught up together to Him in the skies.
Jesus is coming again !
3 Jesus is coming ! His saints to release;
Coming to give to the warring earth
peace:
Sinning, and sighing, and sorrow shall
cease.
Jesus is coming again !
4 Jesus is coming ! the promise is true
Who are the chosen^ the faithful, the few,
Waiting and watching, prepared for review ?
Jesus is coming again !
179 In the crimson blush of morning
In the crimson blush of morning
In the glitter of the noon,
In the midnight’s gloomy darkness,
Or the gleaming of the moon.
In the stillness of the twilight,
As it shimmers in the sky,
We are watching, we are waiting,
For the end that draweth nigh.
2 We shall see our Lord in splendour,
And amid a countless throng,
On the clouds to earth descending,
With a movement swift and strong ;
And the angels round about Him,
In their dazzling white array,
While before Him sounds the summons
For the final Judgment-day.
3 He will welcome all His people,
He will diadem His own ;
He will show to them His glory,
And will share with them His throne ;
And for ever in His presence
They shall see Him face to face,
While they chant His matchless
wisdom,
And extol His wondrous grace.
4 He is coming, surely coming,
For His promise cannot fail ;
And the scoffers shall behold Him ?
And before Him they shall quail !
He is coming, quickly coming !
But His coming we shall greet ;
We have waited for His advent,
And have listened for His feet.
180 In the crimson blush of morning
In the crimson blush of morning;
Come, Thou Redeemer and King,
Hail to the day that is dawning,
Hail to the joy it will bring.
Oh, come on the wings of the morning !
Oh, come to our hearts as we sing ! . . .
Come as we sing in the day that is
dawn . . . ing;
Oh, come, Thou Redeemer and King !
2 Come on the wings of the morning ;
Come with Thy glory and grace,
All of Thy promise performing,
Showing the light of Thy face.
3 Come on the wings of the morning ;
Come with a joyful surprise,
Lifting the sad and the mourning,
Wiping the tears from their eyes,
4 Come on the wings of the morning ;
Come as the King to Thy throne;
Have we not sounded Thy warning ?
Now let Thy glory be known.
(S S &S) Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 151 – 200
181 Watch, earnestly watch, the Lord’s approach is nearing
Watch, earnestly watch, the Lord’s approach is nearing ;
Pray, fervently pray, no man can know the hour ;
Like as a thief at night is His appearing ;
He cometh to judge the world in truth and power.
Watch ye, pray ye, soldiers of the Lord ;
Work ye, wait ye, trusting in His word ;
Keep His commandments ? and His law obey,
And He will reward you in the last great day.
2 Work, joyfully work, all ye who know
His chastening;
Wait, patiently wait, for your reward is nigh;
Lift up your heads, the day of rest is hastening ;
Rest, glorious rest, with Jesus by and by.
3 Trust, loyally trust, and as to Him
thou’rt clinging,
Keep, faithfully keep the Saviour’s
blest commands ;
Then in thy heart the blest assurance
ringing,
Know surely thy name is written in His hands.
182 The Lord is coming by-and-by
The Lord is coming by-and-by :
Be ready when He comes !
He comes from His fair home on high :
Be ready when He comes !
He h the Lord our Righteousness,
And comes His chosen ones to bless,
And at His Father’s throne confess :
Be ready when He comes !
Will you be ready when the Bridegroom comes ? . . .
Will you be ready when the Bridegroom comes ? . , .
Will your lamps be trimmed and bright,
Be it morning, noon, or night ?
Will you be ready when the Bridegroom comes ?
2 He soon will come to earth again :
Be ready when He comes !
Begin His universal reign :
Be ready when He comes !
With hallelujahs heaven will ring,
When Jesus doth redemption bring;
Oh, trim your lamps to meet your King !
Be ready when He comes !
3 Behold ! He comes to one and all :
Be ready when He comes !
And soon we’ll hear the trumpet call :
Be ready when He comes !
To Judgment called at His command,
From every clime, from every land,
Before His throne we all must stand :
Be ready when He comes !
183 Impatient heart, be still
Impatient heart, be still !
What though He tarries long ?
What though the triumph song
Is still delayed ?
Thou hast His promise sure,
And that is all secure :
Be not afraid !
Be still ! be still !
Impatient heart, be still !
2 My eager heart, be still !
Thy Lord will surely come,
And take thee to His home,
With Him to dwell :
It may not be to-day ;
And yet, my soul, it may —-
I cannot tell !
Be still ! be still !
My eager heart, be still !
3 My anxious heart, be still !
Watch, work, and pray ; and then
It will not matter when
Thy Lord shall come,
At midnight or at noon ;
He cannot come too soon
To take thee home.
Be still ! be still !
My anxious heart, be still !
184 A lamp in the night, a song in time of sorrow
A lamp in the night, a song in time of sorrow,
A great glad hope which faith can ever borrow
To gild the passing day with the glory of the morrow,
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.
Blessed hope, . . . blessed hope, . . .
Blessed hope of the coming of the Lord ;
How the aching heart it cheers ;
How it glistens through our tears,
Blessed hope of the coming of the Lord.
2 A star in the sky, a beacon bright to guide us ;
An anchor sure to hold when storms betide us ;
A refuge for the soul, where in quiet
we may hide us——
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.
3 A call of command, like trumpet clearly sounding,
To make us bold when evil is surrounding;
To stir the sluggish heart, and to
keep in good abounding—–
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.
4 A word from the One to all our hearts the dearest,
A parting word to make Him aye the nearest ;
Of all His precious words, the sweetest, brightest, clearest,
Is the hope of the coming of the Lord.
(S S &S) Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 151 – 200
185 Well our lamps be filled and ready
Well our lamps be filled and ready,
When the Bridegroom comes ?
And our lights be clear and steady,
When the Bridegroom comes ?
In the night, . . . that solemn night, . . .
Will our lamps be burning bright,
When the Bridegroom comes ?
Oh, be ready ! Oh, be ready !
Oh, be ready when the Bridegroom comes !
2 Shall we hear a welcome sounding,
When the Bridegroom comes ?
And a shout of joy resounding,
When the Bridegroom comes ?
In the night, that solemn night,
Will our lamps be burning bright,
When the Bridegroom comes !
3 Don’t delay our preparation
Till the Bridegroom comes ;
Lest there be a separation,
When the Bridegroom comes.
In the night, that solemn night,
Will our lamps be burning bright,
When the Bridegroom comes ?
4 It may be a time of sorrow,
When the Bridegroom comes ;
If our oil we hope to borrow,
When the Bridegroom comes.
In the night, that solemn night,
Will our lamps be burning bright,
When the Bridegroom comes ?
5 Oh, there’ll be a glorious meeting
When the Bridegroom comes !
And a hallelujah greeting,
When the Bridegroom comes !
In the night, that joyful night,
With our lamps all burning bright,
When the Bridegroom comes.
186 O watchman on the mountain height
O watchman on the mountain height,
Proclaim the coming day ;
Behold the spires of golden fires
Point upward far away.
Coming, yes, He’s coming, the Day-spring from on high ;
Coming, yes, He’s coming ; the promised hour is nigh ;
Coming, yes, He’s coming ; let all the ransomed sing ;
The hills are bright with shining light ; all hail the coming King !
2 O watchman, bid the sleeping Church
Awake, arise, and pray ;
The heavenly Bridegroom soon will come,
And now is on His way.
3 All hail to Zion’s glorious King,
By prophets long foretold ;
Praise Him in song, ye angel throng,
Strike all your harps of gold.
187 Jesus, Thine all-victorious love
Jesus, Thine all-victorious love
Shed in my soul abroad ;
Then shall my heart no longer rove,
Rooted and fixed in God.
2 Oh that in me the sacred fire
Might now begin to glow !
Burn up the dross of base desire,
And make the mountains flow.
3 Thou, who at Pentecost didst fall,
Do Thou my sins consume ;
Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call;
Spirit of Burning, come !
4 Refining Fire, go through my heart,
Illuminate my soul ;
Scatter Thy life through every part,
And sanctify the whole.
5 My steadfast soul, from falling free,
Shall then no longer move,
While Christ is all the world to me,
And all my heart is love.
188 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove
Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove !
With all Thy quickening powers,
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
2 O Lord, and shall we ever live
At this poor dying rate ?—
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee,
And Thine to us so great.
3 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove !
With all Thy quickening powers,
Come, shed abroad a Saviour’s love,
And that shall kindle ours.
(S S &S) Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 151 – 200
189 Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire
Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire ;
Let us Thine influence prove,
Source of the old prophetic fire,
Fountain of light and love.
2 Come, Holy Ghost, for, moved by Thee,
The prophets wrote and spoke ;
Unlock the truth, Thyself the Key,
Unseal the sacred book.
3 Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove,
Brood o’er our nature’s night ;
On our disordered spirits move,
And let there now be light.
4 God, through Himself, we then shall know,
If Thou within us shine ;
And sound, with all Thy saints below,
The depths of love divine.
190 Come, Holy Spirit, come
Come, Holy Spirit, come ;
Let Thy bright beams arise,
Dispel the darkness from our minds,
And open all our eyes.
2 Revive our drooping faith,
Our doubts and fears remove,
And kindle in our breasts the flame
Of never-dying love.
3 Convince us of our sin,
Then lead to Jesus’ blood,
And to our wondering mView reveal
The secret love of God.
4 ‘Tis Thine to cleanse the heart,
To sanctify the soul,
To pour fresh life in every part,
And new-create the whole.
5 Dwell therefore in our hearts,
Our minds from bondage free ;
Then we shall know, and praise, and love
The Father, Son, and Thee !
191 Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed
Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed
His tender, last farewell,
A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed
With us to dwell.
2 He came in semblance of a dove,
With sheltering wings outspread,
The holy balm of peace and love
On earth to shed.
3 He came in tongues of living flame,
To teach, convince, subdue ;
All-powerful as the wind He came——-
As viewless too.
4 He comes sweet influence to impart,
A gracious, willing Guest,
While He can find one humble heart
Wherein to rest.
5 And His that gentle voice we hear,
Soft as the breath of even,
That checks each fault, that calms each fear,
And speaks of heaven.
6 And every virtue we possess,
And every victory won,
And every thought of holiness,
Are His alone.
7 Spirit of purity and grace,
Our weakness pitying see ;
O make our hearts Thy dwelling- place,
And worthier Thee.
192 Holy Spirit, lead us now
Holy Spirit, lead us now
Boldly to the throne of grace ;
While our heads in prayer we bow,
Let Thy presence fill this place :
Holy Spirit, Heavenly Guide,
Lead us to the Crucified !
2 This is now our time of need,
This is now the day of grace ;
Now our souls with manna feed
Ere we leave this sacred place :
Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
Lead us to the feast of love !
3 At the blessed mercy-seat
Peace and joy are freely given ;
While we wait at Jesus’ feet,
Make this place the gate of heaven :
Holy Spirit, Heavenly Friend,
Now upon our hearts descend !
4 Weak and sinful though we be,
Jesus’ blood can cleanse from sin ;
At the fountain full and free
Wash and make us pure within :
Holy Spirit, Cleansing fire,
Burn up every base desire !
(S S &S) Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 151 – 200
193 Spirit Divine, Spirit Divine
Spirit Divine, Spirit Divine——
Be Thou the Day-star on my darkness
to shine !
2 Spirit of Truth, Spirit of Truth-
Be Thou the Teacher and the Guide
of my youth !
3 Spirit of Love, Spirit of Love—-”
Be Thou the Leader to my mansion
above !
4 Spirit of Power, Spirit of Power—”
Be Thou the praises of my song
evermore ! Amen.
194 Holy Spirit, faithful Guide
Holy Spirit, faithful Guide !
Ever near the Christian’s side,
Gently lead us by the hand,
Pilgrims in a desert land ;
Weary souls for aye rejoice,
While they hear that sweetest voice,
Whisp’ring softly, ” Wanderer, come !
Follow me, I’ll guide thee home ! ”
2 Ever present, truest Friend,
Ever near, Thine aid to lend,
Leave us not to doubt and fear,
Groping on in darkness drear :
When the storms are raging sore,
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o’er,
Whisper softly, ” Wanderer, come !
Follow Me, I’ll guide thee home ! ”
3 When our days of toil shall cease,
Waiting still for sweet release.
Noshing left but heaven and prayer,
Trusting that our names are there,
Wading deep the dismal flood,
Pleading naught but Jesus’ blood;
Whisper softly, ” Wanderer, come !
Follow Me, I’ll guide thee home ! ”
195 COME, Holy Spirit, like a dove descending
COME, Holy Spirit, like a dove descending,
Rest Thou upon us while we meet to pray ;
Show us the Saviour, His great love revealing ;
Lead us to Him, the Life, the Truth, the Way.
2 Come, Holy Spirit, every cloud dispelling ;
Fill us with gladness, through the Master’s name :
String to our memory words that He hath spoken,
Then shall our tongues His wondrous grace proclaim.
3 Come, Holy Spirit, sent from God the Father—–
Thou Friend and Teacher, Comforter and Guide—–
Oar thoughts directing, keep us close to Jesus,
And in our hearts for evermore abide.
196 Come, Holy Ghost, in love
Come, Holy Ghost, in love,
Shed on us from above
Thine own bright ray :
Divinely good Thou art ;
Thy sacred gifts impart
To gladden each sad heart :
Oh, come to-day !
2 Come, tenderest Friend and best,
Our most delightful Guest,
With soothing power :
Rest, which the weary know ;
Shade, ‘mid the noontide glow;
Peace, when deep griefs o’erflow :
Cheer us this hour.
3 Come, Light serene and still,
Our inmost bosoms fill ;
Dwell in each breast !
We know no dawn but Thine ;
Send forth Thy beams divine.
On our dark souls to shine,
And make us blest.
4 Exalt our low desires,
Extinguish passion’s fires,
Heal every wound ;
Our stubborn spirits bend,
Our icy coldness end,
Our devious steps attend
While heavenward bound.
5 Come, all the faithful bless :
Let all who Christ confess
His praise employ ;
Give virtue’s rich reward ;
Victorious death accord,
And, with our glorious Lord,
Eternal joy.
(S S &S) Sacred Songs and Solos Hymns 151 – 200
197 Hear us, Thou that broodedst o’er the watery deep
Hear us, Thou that broodedst o’er the watery deep,
Waking all creation from its primal sleep :
Holy Spirit, breathing breath of life divine,
Breathe into our spirits, blending them with Thine.
Light and Life Immortal !
Hear us as we raise
Hearts, as well as voices,
Mingling prayer and praise.
2 When the sun ariseth in a cloudless sky,
May we feel Thy presence, Holy Spirit, nigh ;
Shed Thy radiance o’er us, keep it cloudless still,
Through the day before us, perfecting Thy will.
3 When the fight is fiercest in the noon-tide heat,
Bear us, Holy Spirit, to our Saviour’s feet,
There to find a refuge till our work is done,
There to fight the battle till the battle’s won.
4 If the day be falling sadly as it goes,
Slowly in its sadness sinking to its close,
May Thy love in mercy, kindling ere it die,
Cast a ray of glory o’er our evening sky.
5 Morning, noon, and evening, whensoe’er it be,
Grant us, gracious Spirit, quickening life in Thee ;
Life, that gives us, living, life of heavenly love ;
Life, that brings us, dying, life from heaven above.
198 Oh, spread the tidings round, wherever man is found
Oh, spread the tidings round, wherever man is found.
Wherever human hearts and human woes abound;
Let every Christian tongue proclaim the joyful sound:
The Comforter has come!
The Comforter has come, the Comforter has come I
The Holy Ghost from heaven, the Father’s promise given;
Oh, spread the tidings round, wherever man is found:
The Comforter has come!
2 The long, long night is past, the morning breaks at last;
And hushed the dreadful wail and fury of the blast,
As o’er the golden hills the day advances fast:
The Comforter has come!
3 The mighty King of kings, with healing in His wings,
To every captive soul a full deliverance brings ;
And through the vacant cells the song of triumph rings :
The Comforter has come !
4 Oh, boundless love divine ! how shall this tongue of mine
To wondering mortals tell the match- less grace divine —–
That I may with Him dwell, and in His image shine ! —–
The Comforter has come I
5 Oh, let the echoes fly above the vaulted sky,
And all the saints above to all below reply
In strains of endless love, the song that ne’er will die :
The Comforter has come !
ALSO READ: SACRED HYMNS AND SOLOS HYMNS 101 – 150
199 Holy Ghost, with light divine
Holy Ghost, with light divine,
Shine upon this heart of mine ;
Chase the shades of night away,
Turn my darkness into day.
2 Holy Ghost, with power divine,
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ;
Long hath sin, without control,
Held dominion o’er my soul.
3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine,
Cheer this saddened heart of mine
Bid my many woes depart,
Heal my wounded, bleeding heart.
4 Holy Spirit, all divine,
Dwell within this heart of mine ;
Cast down every idol-throne,
Reign supreme—- and reign alone !
200 Descend, O Flame of sacred fire
Descend, O Flame of sacred fire :
Now may we feel Thy quickening power ;
To purest love each heart inspire,
And keep us in each trying hour.
2 Come like a rushing wind, we pray,
And let Thy presence fill this place :
Oh, take our unbelief away,
Baptize us with Thy boundless grace.
3 Come down from heaven, O quenchless Flame,
Through Christ, the Everlasting Son ;
The riches of His love proclaim,
And melt our every heart in one.
