The Lord Jesus Christ

Life and Teaching

094

Shall you, shall I? 263; Ewing, 249;
A light came out of darkness, 244
7.6.7.6. D. Iambic

1.
A light came out of darkness;
No light, no hope had we,
Till Jesus came from Heaven
Our light and hope to be.
Oh, as I read the story
From birth to dying cry,
A longing fills my bosom
To meet him by and by.

Chorus
Shall you, shall I, meet Jesus by and by?
And when we reach the Glory Land,
We'll swell the song of the angel band.
Shall you, shall I, meet Jesus by and by?

2.
How tender his compassion,
How loving was his call,
How earnest his entreaty
To sinners, one and all.
He wooed and won them to him
By love, and that is why
I long to be like Jesus,
And meet him by and by.

3.
Yet deeper do I ponder,
His cross and sorrow see,
And ever gaze and wonder
Why Jesus died for me.
And shall I fear to own him?
Can I my Lord deny?
No, let me love him, serve him,
And meet him by and by.

William A. Hawley (1870-1929)

095

Bethany, 429
8.7.8.7. D. Troch.

1.
Blessed are the poor in spirit,
They the Kingdom shall possess;
Blessed are the broken-hearted,
They shall not be comfortless;
Blessed are the meek and lowly,
Theirs the earth by right shall be;
Blessed they who thirst for goodness,
They shall drink abundantly.

2.
Blessed are the men of mercy,
They shall fear no threatening rod;
Blessed are the pure in motive,
They shall see the face of God;
Blessed are the peace designers,
They his children shall be called;
Blessed are the patient martyrs,
They in Heaven are now installed.

3.
Blessed are ye, O my people!
Saith our God's inspiring voice;
When the sons of earth revile you,
Be exceeding glad--rejoice!
Great is your reward in Heaven,
For the prophets' marks you bear;
They who suffer persecution
Shall the prophets' blessings share.

Arch R. Wiggins (1893-1976),
From Matthew 5:3-11

096

Gospel Bells, 253
8.7.8.7. D. Troch.

1.
Have you ever heard the story
Of the Babe of Bethlehem,
Who was worshiped by the angels
And the wise and holy men
How he taught the learned doctors
In the temple far away?
O I'm glad, so glad to tell you,
He is just the same today!

Chorus
Just the same, just the same,
He is just the same today.
Just the same, just the same,
He is just the same today.

2.
Have you ever heard the story
How he walked upon the sea,
To his dear disciples tossing
On the waves of Galilee?
How the waves in angry motion
Quickly did his will obey?
O I'm glad, so glad to tell you,
He is just the same today!

3.
Have you ever heard of Jesus
Praying in Gethsemane,
And the ever-thrilling story,
How he died upon the tree,
Cruel thorns his forehead piercing,
As his spirit passed away?
This he did for you, my brother,
And he's just the same today!

4.
Have you ever heard of Jesus
Who was buried in the tomb,
And was mourned by his disciples
In despair, defeat and gloom?
By the power of God eternal,
He arose on Easter day,
And he lives for our salvation:
He is just the same today!

S. Z. Kaufman (verses 1-3),
Gordon Taylor (verse 4)

097

Quem Pastores laudavere, 773

1.
Jesus, good above all other,
Gentle child of gentle mother,
In a stable born our brother,
Give us grace to persevere.

2.
Jesus, cradled in a manger,
For us facing every danger,
Living as a homeless stranger,
Make we thee our King most dear.

3.
Jesus, for thy people dying,
Risen Master, death defying,
Lord in Heaven, thy grace supplying,
Keep us to thy presence near.

4.
Jesus, who our sorrows bearest,
All our thoughts and hopes thou sharest;
Thou to man the truth declarest;
Help us all thy truth to hear.

5.
Lord, in all our doings guide us;
Pride and hate shall ne'er divide us;
We'll go on with thee beside us,
And with joy we'll persevere.

Percy Dearmer (1867-1936),
after John Mason Neale (1818- 1866)

098

Tell me the old, old story, 265;
Hosanna, 255
7.6.7.6. D. Iambic

1.
Tell me the old, old story
Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and his glory, Of Jesus and his love.
Tell me the story simply,
As to a little child,
For I am weak and wary,
And helpless and defiled.

Chorus
Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story
Of Jesus and his love.

2.
Tell me the story slowly,
That I may take it in,
That wonderful redemption,
God's remedy for sin.
Tell me the story often,
For I forget so soon;
The early dew of morning
Has passed away at noon.

3.
Tell me the story softly,
With earnest tones and grave;
Remember! I'm the sinner
Whom Jesus came to save.
Tell me the story always,
If you would really be
In any time of trouble
A comforter to me.

4.
Tell me the same old story
When you have cause to fear
That this world's empty glory
Is costing me too dear.
Yes, and when that world's glory
Is dawning on my soul,
Tell me the old, old story:
Christ Jesus makes thee whole.

Arabella Catherine Hankey (1834-1911)

099

Tell me the story of Jesus, 458; Jesus is
looking for thee, 457 (verse)
8.7.8.7. D. Dactylic

1.
Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart every word;
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.
Tell how the angels in chorus
Sang, as they welcomed his birth:
Glory to God in the highest,
Peace and good tidings to earth!

Chorus
Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart every word;
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.

2.
Fasting alone in the desert,
Tell of the days that he passed;
How he was tried and was tempted,
Yet was triumphant at last.
Tell of the years of his labors,
Tell of the sorrows he bore;
He was despised and afflicted,
Homeless, rejected and poor.

3.
Tell of the cross where they nailed him,
Mocking his anguish and pain;
Tell of the grave where they laid him;
Tell how he liveth again.
Love in that story so tender,
Clearer than ever I see;
Glory for ever to Jesus,
He paid the ransom for me.

Fanny Crosby (1820-1915)

100

Martydom, 113; Whitshire, 143
C.M.

1.
Thou art the way: to thee alone
From sin and death we flee;
And he who would the Father seek,
Must seek him, Lord, by thee.

2.
Thou art the truth; thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;
Thou only canst inform the mind
And purify the heart.

3.
Thou art the life; the rending tomb
Proclaims thy conquering arm;
And those who put their trust in thee
Nor death nor Hell shall harm.

4.
Thou art the way, the truth, the life;
Grant us that way to know,
That truth to keep, that life to win,
Whose joys eternal flow.

George Washington Doane (1799-1859)

101

Margaret, 112
C.M.

1.
Thou didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown
When thou camest to earth for me;
But in Bethlehem's home was there found no room
For thy holy nativity.

Chorus
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus;
There is room in my heart for thee.

2.
Heaven's arches rang when the angels sang,
Proclaiming thy royal degree;
But of lowly birth cam'st thou, Lord, on earth
And in great humility.

3.
Thou camest, O Lord, with the living word
That should set thy people free;
But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn,
They bore thee to Calvary.

4.
When Heaven's arches ring, and her choirs shall sing,
At thy coming to victory,
Let thy voice call me home, saying: Yet there is room,
There is room at my side for thee!

And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus,
When thou comest and callest for me.

Emily Elizabeth Steele Elliott (1836-97)

102

Armadale, 8; Alstone, 4
L.M.

1.
When Christ drew near to dwell with men
And bear with man his earthly lot,
He brought the knowledge of the Lord
To sinful hearts which knew him not.

2.
When Christ drew near with pardoning love
And free men from remorse and tears,
His triumph over death assured
Their victory over sins and fears.

3.
When Christ draws near his own today,
The fulness of his power to give,
The Holy Spirit makes him known,
And by his life we all may live.

4.
Draw near, O Christ, unveil thy face,
The God of glory and of grace;
My heart reveal, with pardon seal,
And bring me to thy holy place.

Miriam M. Richards

103

Lakeside, 104; Fewster, 86

C.M.

1.
When Jesus looked o'er Galilee,
So blue and calm and fair,
Upon her bosom, could he see
A cross reflected there?

2.
When sunrise dyed the lovely deeps,
And sparkled in his hair,
O did the light rays seem to say:
A crown of thorns he'll wear?

3.
When in the hush of eventide,
Cool waters touched his feet,
Was it a hymn of Calvary's road
He heard the waves repeat?

4.
But when the winds triumphantly
Swept from the open plain,
The Master surely heard the song:
The Lord shall live again!

Catherine Baird (1895-1984)

104

Who is he? 319
7.7.7.7.7.7.

1.
Who is he in yonder stall,
At whose feet the shepherds fall?

Chorus
'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story,
'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory!
At his feet we humbly fall,
Crown him, crown him Lord of all!

2.
Who is he in deep distress,
Fasting in the wilderness?

3.
Who is he to whom they bring
All the sick and sorrowing?

4.
Who is he on yonder tree
Dies in grief and agony?

5.
Who is he who from the grave
Comes to succor, help and save?

6.
Who is he whom from his throne
Rules through all the worlds alone?

Benjamin Russell Hanby (1833-97)

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See also: 304 She only touched the hem of his
garment
428 Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult
558 At even, ere the sun was set
855 A boy was born in Bethlehem