То know what-e'er is pleasing And wel-come in Thy sight. Α -6 men. 1 HOW shall I receive Thee, How meet Thee on Thy way, Now by Thine own pure light, Perpetual thanks and praises Forth from my heart shall spring; 3 Ye, who with guilty 'terror Are trembling, fear no more: The heirs of life and grace. Paul Gerhardt, 1653; tr. Arthur T. Russell, 1851 CRUX CRUDELIS L. M. Albert L. Peace, 1885 A voice up on the mid-night air, Where Ke-dron's moon-lit Weeps forth in agony of pray'r, "O Fa- ther take this cup away!" A-men. 1 1 A VOICE upon the midnight air, Where Kedron's moonlit waters stray, Weeps forth in agony of prayer, "O Father, take this cup away!" 2 Ah! Thou who sorrowest unto death, 3 O Lord of sorrow, meekly die; Thou'lt heal or hallow all our woe; None else can lead the martyr-band, 50 King of earth, the cross ascend; O'er climes and ages 'tis Thy throne; The desert blooms and is Thine own. 6 Thy parting blessing, Lord, we pray: James Martineau, 1840 |