My Prophet thou, my heavenly Guide, Thy sweet instructions I will hear; The words that from thy lips proceed, O how divinely sweet they are! Thee, my great Prophet, I would love, And imitate the blest above. 2 My great High Priest, whose precious blood Did once atone upon the cross, Who now dost intercede with God, And plead the friendless sinner’s cause: In thee I trust, thee would I love, And imitate the blest above. 3 My King supreme, to thee I bow A willing subject at thy feet; All other lords I disavow, And to thy government submit; My Saviour King, this heart would love, And imitate the blest above. 227 L. M. He is precious. 1 Peter 2:7. Jesus! the very thought is sweet; In that dear name all heart-joys meet; But sweeter than the honey far The glimpses of his presence are. 2 No word is sung more sweet than this; No name is heard more full of bliss; No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, Than Jesus, Son of God, most high. 3 Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn! How good to them for sin that mourn; To them that seek thee, O how kind! But what art thou to them that find? 4 No tongue of mortal can express, No letters write its blessedness; Alone, who hath thee in his heart, Knows, love of Jesus, what thou art. 228 C. M. Christ a merciful High Priest With joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above: His heart is full of tenderness; His bosom glows with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. 3 He in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out his cries and tears; And in his measure feels afresh What every member bears. 4 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power; We shall obtain delivering grace In each distressing hour. 229 C. M. The bright and morning star. Rev. 22:16. Bright was the guiding star that led, With mild, benignant ray, The Gentiles to the lowly shed Where the Redeemer lay. 2 But, lo! a brighter, clearer light Now points to his abode; It shines through sin and sorrow’s night To guide us to our God. 3 O haste to follow where it leads; The gracious call obey, Be rugged wilds or flowery meads The Christian’s destined way. 4 O gladly tread the narrow path While light and grace are given: Who meekly follow Christ on earth, Shall reign with him in heaven. 230 C. M. They shall speak of the glory, etc. Psalm 145:11.