Hark, His gracious lips bestow-
Blessings on His Church below.
Still for us He intercedes;
His prevailing death He pleads;
Near Himself prepares our place,
He the first-fruits of our race.
Lord, though parted from our sight,
High above yon azure height,
Grant our hearts may thither rise,
Following Thee beyond the skies.
By His own blood He entered in once into the holy
115 Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious;
See the "Man of sorrows" now;
From the fight returned victorious,
Every knee to Him shall bow;
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crowns become the Victor's brow.
Crown the Saviour, angels crown Him;
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
On the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the vault of heaven rings;
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crown the Saviour King of kings.
Sinners in derison crowned Him,
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim;
Saints and angels crowd around Him,
Own His title, praise His name:
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Spread abroad the Victor's fame!
Hark! those bursts of acclamation!
Hark! those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
O what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him! Crown Him!
King of kings, and Lord of lords. Amen.
And on His Head were many crowns.”
116 CROWN Him with many crowns,
The Lamb upon His throne;
Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns
All music but its own!
Awake, my soul, and sing
Of Him Who died for thee;
And hail Him as thy matchless King
Through all eternity.
Crown Him the Virgin's Son!
The God Incarnate born,
Whose arm those crimson trophies won
Which now His Brow adorn.
Fruit of the mystic Rose,
True Branch of Jesse's Stern,
The Root whence mercy ever flows,—
The Babe of Bethlehem!
Crown Him the Lord of Love!
Behold His Hands and Side,-
Those Wounds, yet visible above,
In beauty glorified:
No angel in the sky
Can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends his burning eye
At mysteries so bright.
Crown Him the Lord of Peace!
Whose power a sceptre sways
In heaven and earth, that wars may cease,
And all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end;
And round His pierced Feet
Fair flowers of Paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
Crown Him the Lord of heaven!
One with the Father known,—
And the blest Spirit, through Him given
From yonder Triune throne!
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For Thou hast died for me:
Thy praise and glory shall not fail
Throughout eternity. Amen.
"The love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost."
128 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.
See how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys:
Our souls, how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys.
In vain we tune our lifeless songs,
In vain we strive to rise:
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
The Spirit of God moved on the face of the waters.” 129 CREATOR SPIRIT, by Whose aid
The world's foundations first were laid,
Come, visit every humble mind;
Come, pour Thy joys on human kind;
From sin and sorrow set us free,
And make thy temples worthy Thee.
O source of uncreated light,
The Father's promised Paraclete,
Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire,
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire;
Come, and Thy sacred Unction bring
To sanctify us while we sing.
Plenteous of grace, descend from high,
Rich in Thy seven-fold energy;
Make us eternal truth receive,
And practise all that we believe;
Give us Thyself, that we may see
The Father and the Son by Thee.
Immortal honour, endless fame,
Attend th' Almighty Father's Name;
The Saviour Son be glorified,
Who for lost man's redemption died;
And equal adoration be,
Eternal Paraclete, to Thee.
"As many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God."
131 COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With light and comfort from above;
Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide,
O'er every thought and step preside.
The light of truth to us display,
And make us know and choose Thy way;
Plant holy fear in every heart,
That we from Thee may ne'er depart.
Lead us to Christ, the living way,
Nor let us from His precepts stray;
Lead us to holiness, the road
That we must take to dwell with God.
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