C9599 There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.
Oh dearly, dearly has he loved, And we must love him too, And trust in his redeeming blood, And try his works to do.
C9602 "Lord, we are able," Our spirits are thine. Remold them, make us, Like thee, divine. Thy guiding radiance Above us shall be A beacon to God To love and loyalty.
H35372 "O Jesus thou art knocking; And lo! that hand is scarred, And thorns thy brow encircle, And tears thy face have marred: O love that passeth knowledge, So patiently to wait! O sin that hath no equal, So fast to bar the door!"
H35373 O Jesus thou art pleading In accents meek and low. "I died for you, my children And will ye treat me so?" O Lord, with shame and sorrow We open now the door; Dear Savior, enter, enter, And leave us never more!
H35374 O Love that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in three; I give thee back the life I owe, That in thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be.
H35367 "Where cross the crowded ways of life, Where sound the cries of race and clan, above the noise of selfish strife, We hear thy voice, O Son of Man!'
H35368 "Immortal Love, forever full, Forever flowing free, Forever shared, forever whole, A never ebbing sea!"
H35369 "Come unto me, ye weary, And I will give you rest. O blessed voice of Jesus Which comes to hearts oppressed!"
H35370 It tells of benediction, Of pardon, grace and peace, Of joy that hath no ending, Of love which cannot cease.
H35371 "O Jesus thou art standing, Outside the fast-closed door. In lowly patience waiting To pass the threshold o'er: We hear the name of Christians, His name and sign we bear, O shame thrice shame upon us, to keep him standing there!"
99156 We owe thee thankfulness and praise Who givest all.
99157 O thou from whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give.
99158 O, may we ever with thee live, who givest all!
99478 Our God, who down the ages longed For fellowship with restless man, And spake through nature, prophet, sage, Since first the course of life began,
We thank thee for they Final Word, Our Christ, Revealer of thy heart; And for apostle pioneers Who loved our kin in tribe and mart.
99480 Thy Christ-born revelation wee, Inheritors through martyr years, Are joyed to give the eager world, Allaying want, and griefs, and fears;
Purge us, O God, from pagan stains That mar our witness of thy grace, From pride, and arrogance, and greed That hide thee from the seeker's face.
99481 Grant us a love like Christ's to share Our Father God with orphan lands, to flame the God-spark of a race, To life a nation to thy hands; Till dawns the Christ-envisioned day When men, forgetting breed and clan, Raise thee a symphony of love And thou dost fellowship with man.