Saviour, for Thy love we praise Thee, Love that brought Thee down to earth; Like the angels we would praise Thee, Singing welcome at Thy birth; Let Thy star, through all our gloom, Guide us to Thy manger home. Saviour, for Thy life we praise Thee, Life that brings us from the dead; Like the children we would praise Thee: Lay Thine hands upon our head. Call us, as Thou didst of old, Little lambs into Thy fold. Saviour, for Thy death we praise Thee, Death that is our hope of life; Like the ransomed we would praise Thee, Who have passed beyond the strife. Wash us in Thy cleansing blood, Make us kings and priests to God. Saviour, for Thy love we praise Thee, Love that lifts us up to Thee; With the angels let us praise Thee, Joining in their minstrelsy; All our love for ever telling, And the mighty chorus swelling, Praise the Lord! Benjamin Gough (1805-77) was a local preacher and a very minor poet, yet he is not the least of Methodist hymn-writers. He was an echo, not a voice, but won much wider acceptance than most of the later Methodist poets. Dr. Littledale included a number of his hymns in the _People’s Hymnal_, and he is represented in several good hymn-books both in this country and America. His best hymns are ‘Awake, awake, O Zion’ and ‘Uplift the blood-stained banner.’ Though the English Free Churches are poor in hymn-writers, the balance is amply redressed in Scotland. Horatius Bonar (1801-89) is one of the great singers of the century, and some of his hymns, e.g. ‘I heard the voice of Jesus say,’ are surely immortal. He rightly named his poems ‘hymns of faith and hope’; they look for and haste unto the coming of the Day of Christ. His Communion hymn, ‘Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face,’ and ‘A few more years shall roll,’ with some others, are in all great collections. Few modern books have less than ten of his hymns, and many have from twelve to twenty. He was also a successful translator, though his fame rests on his original hymns. If I quote few of his verses, it is only because they are so well known. The Second Advent filled a large place in his thought and teaching. The following lines, to which he prefixed a quotation from St. Augustine, ‘The world has grown old,’ are very characteristic— Come, Lord, and tarry not, Bring the long-looked-for day; Oh, why these years of waiting here, These ages of delay? Come, for Thy saints still wait, Daily ascends their sigh; The Spirit and the Bride say, Come: Dost Thou not hear the cry? Come, for creation groans, Impatient of Thy stay, Worn out with these long years of ill, These ages of delay. Come, for Thy foes are strong; With taunting lip they say, ‘Where is the promised advent now, And where the dreaded day?’