3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we at death must part. Not like the world’s, our pain; But one in Christ, and one in heart, We part to meet again. 5 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin, we shall be free; And perfect love and friendship reign Throughout eternity. Amen. 17. (42) 1 My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine! Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; O let me from this day Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart. My zeal inspire; As thou hast died for me, O may my love to thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire. 3 While life’s dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide; Bid darkness turn to day; Wipe sorrow’s tears away; Nor let me ever stray From thee aside! 4 When ends life’s transient dream, When death’s cold, sullen stream Shall o’er me roll; Blest Saviour, then in love, Fear and distrust remove; O bear me safe above, A ransomed soul! Amen. 18. (43) 1 All hail the power of Jesus’ Name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all! 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call: Extol the Stem-of-Jesse’s rod, And crown him Lord of all! 3 Hail him, the Heir of David’s line, Whom David, Lord did call; The God incarnate! Man divine! And crown him Lord of all! 4 Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all! 5 Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all! 6 Let every kindred, every tribe, Before him prostrate fall! To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all! Amen. 19. (45) 1 Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee; Let the water and the blood From thy side, a healing flood, Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath, and make me pure. 2 Should my tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, All for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyelids close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee. Amen. 20. (47) 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high: Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last!