2. The martyr first, whose eagle eye Like Him, with pardon on His tongue He prayed for them that did the wrong; 3. A glorious band, the chosen few Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, They met the tyrant's brandished steel, They bowed their necks the death to feel; 4. A noble army, men and boys, They climbed the steep ascent of heaven O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train. R. Heber. 368. Not Peace, but a Sword. I. FORTH went the heralds of the Cross, No dangers made them pause; They counted all the world but loss For their great Master's cause. C.M. 369. 2. Through looks of fire and words of scorn, And, to the dreary dungeon borne, 3. Friends dropped the hand they clasped before, And home to them was home no more, : 4. In all his dark and dread array, 5. Like them all danger let us brave, 1. THOU art our Master! Thou of God the Son, Of man the Friend; By Thee alone the victory is won; 2. Thou art our Master! may we love Thy word; Thy Spirit give ; May we obey Thee as our risen Lord, 3. Thou art our Master! with Thy cross, Thy crown, Thou Crucified ! Now from Thy starry throne look gently down, 4. Thou art our Master! through the narrow way Thou once didst tread, Lead Thy disciples upward to the day, 5. Thou art our Master! at Thy feet we cast The yoke of love we take: O bind us fast! S. D. Robbins. 370. 1. The Son of Man. •OSON of Man! Thy name by choice, Our hope, our joy, our life, Make us like Thee, whose gentle voice 2. Holy and harmless, undefiled, On earth Thou wert alone; Come from the depths of heaven, a child, 3. To be a glory in our night, And bring us from above, The way heaven's children live, all bright 4. In all things like Thy brethren made, With meekness, gentleness, arrayed, 371. I. Pressing Onward. C.M. George Macdonald. 75. JESUS, unto whom we pray, Christ the Life, the Truth, the Way, Lord, the path of glory show, 2. All the past we would forget, Even our best achievements be 3. Wherefore aid us to aspire Through the light, or through the dark, 4. Running the appointed race, 5. Be it, Lord, by pain and loss, 6. Liker Thee till effort cease, Life in God be perfect peace ; Walter C. Smith. 372. I. The Spirit of Patience. IOS. 1. BEAR Thou my burden, Thou who bear'st my sin, Both are too heavy, Lord, for me to bear; O take them, call them Thine; yes, Thine though mine; And give me calm repose in hours of care. 2. Let me not fret because of evil men ; Give the brave calmness which from wrath refrains, 4. When love no refuge finds but silent faith, 5. Beneath the load of crosses and of cares ; 373. Horatius Bonar. Led by Christ. 1. FEEBLE, helpless, how shall I Learn to live and learn to die? 2. Blessed Father, gracious One, 3. Through this world, uncertain, dim, From His precepts wisdom draw, 75. |