The hour is near; consign'd to death "Saviour!" with my last parting breath, I'll cry, "Remember me !" Thomas Haweis. 1792. CCXL. Jesu, lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; With the shadow of Thy wing! Wilt thou not regard my call ? Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall! Lo! on Thee I cast my care! Reach me out Thy gracious hand! Thou, O Christ, art all I want; Heal the sick, and lead the blind! Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Charles Wesley. 1740. CCXLI. Now may He, who from the dead May He teach us to fulfil What is pleasing in His sight, Perfect us in all His will, And preserve us day and night! To that dear Redeemer's praise Who the covenant seal'd with blood, Let our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgivings to our God! John Newton. 1779. CCXLII. O most merciful, O most bountiful, By the Redeemer's Sweet intercession, Hear us, help us, when we cry! Bishop Reginald Heber. 1827. VII. FOR THINE IS THE KINGDOM, THE POWER, AND THE GLORY, FOR EVER AND EVER. AMEN." CCXLIII. Now to Him, who loved us, gave us And the glory, evermore! Variation. [1851.] From Samuel Miller Waring. 1827. CCXLIV. Worship, honour, glory, blessing, Be to Him who reigns above! Anon. [1851.] CCXLV. PSALM CXVII. From all that dwell below the skies Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord! Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. Isaac Watts. 1719. END OF PART II. |