3 We’ll bear the consecrated cross, Till from the cross we’re free; And then go home to wear the crown, For there’s a crown for me. Yes, there’s a crown in heaven above, The purchase of my Saviour’s love, For me at his appearing; O that’s the crown for me! 4 The saints shall hear the midnight cry; The Lord will then appear, And virgins rise with burning lamps, To meet him in the air; For there’s a home in heaven prepared, A house by saints and angels shared, Where Christ is interceding; O that’s the home for me! 890 8s, 7s & 4. Hope thou in God. Psalm 42:5 O my soul! what means this sadness? Wherefore art thou thus cast down? Let thy griefs be turned to gladness; Bid thy restless fears begone; Look to Jesus, And rejoice in his dear name. 2 What though Satan’s strong temptations Vex and grieve thee day by day And thy sinful inclinations Often fill thee with dismay; Thou shalt conquer, Through the Lamb’s redeeming blood. 3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee, From without and from within, Jesus saith he’ll ne’er forget thee, But will save from hell and sin. He is faithful To perform his gracious word. 4 Though distresses now attend thee, And thou treadest the thorny road; His right hand shall still defend thee; Soon he’ll bring thee home to God, Therefore praise him, Praise the great Redeemer’s name. 5 O that I could now adore him Like the heavenly host above, Who for ever bow before him, And unceasing sing his love, Happy songsters! When shall I your chorus join? 891 8s, 7s & 4s. Under clouds. Here behold me, as I cast me At thy throne, O glorious King! Tears fast thronging, child-like longing, Son of man to thee I bring. Let me find thee— Me, a poor and worthless thing. 2 Look upon me, Lord, I pray thee; Let thy Spirit dwell in mine: Thou hast sought me, thou hast bought me, Only thee to know I pine: Let me find thee— Take my heart and grant me thine. 3 Nought I ask for, nought I strive for, But thy grace, so rich and free, That thou givest whom thou lovest, And who truly cleave to thee; Let me find thee— He hath all things who hath thee. 4 Earthly treasure, mirth and pleasure, Glorious name or richest hoard Are but weary, void, and dreary, To the heart that longs for God: Let me find thee— I am ready, mighty Lord. 892 7s, 6s & 8s. You are not of the world. John 15:19.