And the tempest died away; Like another heaven was seen. 2 Lord! thy gracious word repeat In the world of darkness here. "Greater love hath no man than this." 1 "SEE how he loved!" exclaimed the Jews, As tender tears from Jesus fell; My grateful heart the thought pursues, 2 See how he loved, who travelled on, 4 See how he loved, who never shrank 5 Such love can we unmoved survey? O may our breasts with ardor glow, To tread his steps, his laws obey, And thus our warm affections show! 1 THE winds were howling o'er the deep, Each wave a watery hill: The Saviour wakened from his sleep; He spake, and all was still. 2 The madman in a tomb had made Woe to the traveller who strayed, 3 He met that glance so thrilling sweet, 4 O madder than the raving man! How long the time since Christ began To call in vain to me! 5 Yet could I hear him once again, Methinks he should not call in vain L. M. 266. RUSSELL. "He hath not where to lay his head." 1 O'ER the dark wave of Galilee The gloom of twilight gathers fast, 2 And on the waters drearily The weary bird hath left the air The wandering beast has sought his lair, 3 Still, near the lake, with weary tread, 4 Why seeks he not a home of rest? 5 Such was the lot he freely chose, 1 WERE not the sinful Mary's tears years 2 When, bringing every balmy sweet She o'er her Saviour's hallowed feet 3 Were not those sweets so humbly shed, 4 Thou that hast slept in error's sleep, L. M. 268. MILMAN. Christ's Entrance into Jerusalem. 1 RIDE on, ride on in majesty! Hark! all the tribes "Hosanna" cry! 2 Ride on, ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die! O Christ, thy triumphs now begin, O'er captive death and conquered sin. 3 Ride on, ride on in majesty! 4 Ride on, ride on in majesty! 5 Ride on, ride on in majesty! Then take, O Christ, thy power, and reign. C. M. 269. WESLEYAN MAG. Jesus entering Jerusalem. 1 FROM Olivet's sequestered seats What sounds of transport spread!· What concourse moves through Salem's streets, To Zion's holy head! 2 Behold him there in lowliest guise! The Saviour of mankind! Triumphant shouts before him rise, And shouts reply behind! 3 He came to earth, through life he passed A man of grief and woe; A noble army following fast 4 All decked with palms, and strangely bright, 5 From ages past descends the lay Till far its echoes roll away Into eternity. 1 Christ weeping over Jerusalem. WHY doth my Saviour weep Shows it not fair from yonder steep, Already in his heart, The pain, the shame, the scorn, the loss, - |