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Only Jesus Crucified

Author: Wesley Hymnal: JW1878 #121 (1879) First Line: Vain, delusive world, adieu Refrain First Line: Only Jesus will I know Lyrics: 1 Vain, delusive world, adieu, With all of creature good; Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood, All thy pleasures I forego, I trample on thy wealth and pride, Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 2 Here will I set up my rest; My fluctuating heart From the haven of his breast, Shall never more depart, Whither should a sinner go? His wounds for me stand open wide; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 3 Him to know is life and peace, And pleasure without end; This is all my happiness, On Jesus to depend, Daily in his grace to grow, And ever in his faith abide, Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 4 O that I could all invite, This saving truth to prove; Show the length, the breadth, the height, And depth of Jesus' love. Fain I would to sinners show, The blood by faith alone applied, Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. Languages: English Tune Title: [Vain, delusive world, adieu]

And can it Be?

Author: Rev. Chas. Wesley Hymnal: JW1878 #122 (1879) First Line: And can it be that I should gain Lyrics: 1 And can it be that I should gain An int'rest in the Savior's blood? Died he for me, who caus'd his pain? For me, who him to death pursued? Amazing love! how can it be That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me? 2 'Tis myst'ry all, th' Immortal dies! Who can explore his strange design? In vain the first-born seraph tries To sound the depths of love divine; 'Tis mercy all! let earth adore: Let angel minds inquire no more. 3 He left his Father's throne above; (So free, so infinite his grace!) Emptied himself of all but love, And bled for Adam's helpless race; 'Tis mercy all, immense and free, For oh, my God, it found out me! 4 No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, with all in him, is mine; Alive in him, my living head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach th' eternal throne And claim the crown thro' Christ my own. Languages: English Tune Title: [And can it be that I should gain]

"He Saves to the Uttermost"

Author: Chas. I. Butler Hymnal: JW1878 #123 (1879) First Line: I was once far away from the Savior Lyrics: 1 I was once far away from the Savior And as vile as a sinner could be; I wondered if Christ, the Redeemer, Would save a poor sinner like me. I wandered on in the darkness, Not a ray of light could I see; And the tho't fill'd my heart with sadness, There's no hope for a sinner like me. 2 But there in that lonely hour A voice sweetly whispered to me, Saying "Christ, the Redeemer, hath power To save a poor sinner like thee." I listened, and lo! 'twas the Savior That was speaking so kindly to me: I cried, "I'm the chief of sinners, Thou canst save a poor sinner like me." 3 Fully then trust I in Jesus, And oh, what a joy came to me; My heart was filled with praises, For he saved a poor sinner like me. No longer in darkness I'm walking, For the light is shining on me, And now unto others I'm telling How he saved a poor sinner like me. Languages: English Tune Title: [I was once far away from the Savior]

The Joy of Service

Author: Rev. J. B. Atchison Hymnal: JW1878 #124 (1879) First Line: O Christ, thou art my treasure! Refrain First Line: By and by we will rest with thee in heaven Lyrics: 1 O Christ, thou art my treasure! To work with thee is pleasure 'Tis joy beyond all measure To win lost souls to thee. Chorus: By and by we will rest with thee in heaven, When from our earth-toil riven And to thee will eternal praise be given, O Jesus, King of Kings! 2 O may I ne'er grow weary Tho' rough the way and dreary, The end I know is cheery 'Tis joy forevermore. [Chorus] 3 Tho' tempest-tossed and driven, We soon shall reach the haven, And there is rest in heaven Sweet rest forevermore. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [O Christ, thou art my treasure!]

Whiter than Snow

Hymnal: JW1878 #125 (1879) First Line: Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole Refrain First Line: Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow Lyrics: 1 Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole; I want thee forever to live in my soul; Break down every idol, cast out every foe; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Chorus: Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow, Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 2 Dear Jesus, thou seest I patiently wait; Come now, and within me a new heart create; To those who have sought thou never saidst No; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. [Chorus] 3 Dear Jesus, let nothing unholy remain; Apply thine own blood and extract every stain; To have this blest cleansing I all things forego; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. [Chorus] Languages: English

"My Ain Countrie"

Hymnal: JW1878 #126 (1879) First Line: I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles Lyrics: 1 I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles, For the lang'd-for hame-bringing, an' my Father's welcome smiles. I'll ne'er be fu' content, until my een do see The gowden gates of heaven an' my ain countrie. The earth is deck'd with flow'rs, money-tinted, fresh and gay; The birdies warble blithely, for my Father made them sae: But these sichts an' these soun's will as naething be to me, When I hear the angels singing in my ain countrie. 2 I've his gude word of promise that some gladsome day the King To his ain royal palace his banished hame will bring. Wi' een an' wi' heart running owre, we shall see "The King in his beauty," an' our ain countrie. My sins hae been mony, an' my sorrows hae been sair; But there they'll never vex me nor be remembered mair; His bluid hath made me white, an' his hand shall dry my een, When he brings me hame at last to my ain countrie. 3 Like a bairn to its mither, a wee birdie to its nest, I wad fain now be ganging unto my Savior's breast, For he gathers in his bosom even witless lambs like me, An' "carries them himself" to his ain countrie. He's faithfu' that has promised, he'll surely come again, He'll keep his tryst wi' me, at what hour I dinna ken: But he bids me still to wait, an' ready aye to be To gang at ony moment, to my ain countrie. 4 So I'm watching aye, and singing o' my hame as I wait, For the soun'ing o' his footfa' this side the gowden gate, God gie his grace to ilk ane wha listens noo to me, That we a' may gang in gladness to our ain countrie. I'm far frae my hame an' I'm weary aftenwhiles, For the lang'd-for hame-bringing, an' my Father's welcome smiles. I'll ne'er be fu' content, until my een do see The gowden gates of heaven, an' my ain countrie. Languages: English Tune Title: [I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles]

Guide

Hymnal: JW1878 #127 (1879) First Line: Holy Spirit, faithful Guide Lyrics: 1 Holy Spirit, faithful Guide, Ever near the Christian's side, Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land. Weary souls fore'er 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, Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Wond'ring if 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. Languages: English Tune Title: [Holy Spirit, faithful Guide]

America

Author: S. F. Smith Hymnal: JW1878 #128 (1879) First Line: My country, 'tis of thee Lyrics: 1 My country, tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From ev'ry mountain side Let freedom ring. 2 My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3 Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song; Let mortal tongues awake, Let all that breathe partake, Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong. 4 Our father's God, to thee, Author of liberty, To thee we sing: Long may our land be bright, With freedom's holy light; Protect us by thy might, Great God, our king. Languages: English Tune Title: [My country, 'tis of thee]

The Star of Bethlehem

Hymnal: JW1878 #129 (1879) First Line: When marshaled on the nightly plain Lyrics: 1 When marshaled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky; One star alone of all the train Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem: But one alone, the Saviour speaks-- It is the Star of Bethlehem. 2 Once on the raging seas I rode; The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark, Deep horror then my vitals froze; Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem; When suddenly a star arose-- It was the Star of Bethlehem. 3 It was my guide, my life, my all; It bade my dark foreboding cease; And, thro, the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now, safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, Forever, and forever more. The Star! the Star of Bethlehem! Languages: English Tune Title: [When marshaled on the nightly plain]

Bartimeus

Hymnal: JW1878 #130 (1879) First Line: God is love, his mercy brightens Lyrics: 1 God is love, his mercy brightens All the path in which we move; Bliss he grants, and woe he lightens; God is wisdom, God is love. 2 Chance and change are busy ever; Worlds decay and ages move, But his mercy waneth never; God is wisdom, God is love. 3 He our earthly cares entwineth With his comforts from above; Every-where his glory shineth; God is wisdom, God is love. Languages: English Tune Title: [God is love, his mercy brightens]