175. Happy Soul. 1 HAPPY Soul, thy days are ended, 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo! the Savior stands above; Shows the purchase of his merit, Reaches out the crown of love. 3 Struggle through thy latest passion, To thy great Redeemer's breast; To his uttermost salvation, To his everlasting rest. 4 For the joy he sets before thee, 175. Hosanna to Christ. 1 HAIL! thou once despised Jesus, Hail, thou everlasting King! Thou didst suffer to redeem us; Thou didst free salvation bring. 2 Hail, thou agonizing Savior, Bearer of our sin and shame; By thy merits we find favor: Life is given through thy name. 3 Paschal Lamb, by God appoint ed, All our sins on thee were laid: By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. 4 All thy people are forgiven 5 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, 6 There for sinners thou art pleading, There thou dost our place pre- Ever for us interceding, 7 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive; Loudest praises without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. 8 Help, ye bright angelic spirits, Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sing our Savior's merits; Help to chant Immanuel's praise. bright, And I pre-sumed 'twould ne'er be night; Fond-ly I said with in my heart, "Pleasure and peace will ne'er de - part." *177. Sickness and Recovery. 1 FIRM was my health, my day was bright, And I presumed 'twould ne'er be night; Fondly I said within my heart, "Pleasure and peace shall ne'er part." 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 I cried aloud to thee, my God, "What canst thou profit by my blood? Deep in the dust, can I declare Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? "Hear me, O God of grace," I said, "And bring me from among the dead :" |