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Chapter 6 - Numbers 101 - 120 Hymns and Meditations by Chapman, Robert Cleaver
101. C.M.
"Surely I have behaved and quieted myself as a child that is weaned of its mother; my soul is even as a weaned child."
FATHER, I kiss Thy chast'ning rod,
And worship at Thy throne;
Thou art my portion, gracious God,
Thy name is great alone.
Thy glory now mine eyes have seen,
Thy Spirit brought me nigh;
The blood of Jesus made me clean,
And set me up on high.
Thine own dear Son, the King of kings,
Instructs my soul to climb
Far above perishable things,
And pass the bounds of time.
In season due, He came to bear
The curse upon the tree:
In fitting season He shall wear
His crown prepared by Thee.
Send Him again to chase away
The shadows of the night;
O let Him come and bring the day
Of everlasting light.
I hear Thee bid me cease to weep,
Behold! the Lord appears
The fulness of His joy to reap,
For which He sowed in tears.
102. L.M.
"Be filled with the Spirit."
"Christ Jesus, our Lord, in whom we have boldness and access with confidence, by faith of Him."
"Fight the good fight of faith."
"Let us run with patience the race set before us, looking unto Jesus, the Captain and perfect pattern of faith."
HEAR me, God of my salvation,
Fill my heart with things on high;
Lead me not into temptation,
Father! guide me with Thine eye.
Heav'nly Father! Thou art holy,
I would be Thy duteous child;
As my Lord and Master lowly,
As my Saviour undefil'd.
Christ the Lord, Thy name declaring,
Thron'd at Thy right hand, I see;
Jesus, for Thy children caring,
First-born from the dead is He.
'Midst derision, I confess Him,
I have pleasure in the shame;
With my harp and song I bless Him,
Bless and praise my Saviour's name.
Sons of earth can ne'er unravel
Heav'nly mysteries divine,
By my Saviour's toil and travail,
Wisdom from above is mine.
Jesus heal'd my soul of blindness;
He, the Christ, the first and last,
Gives me words of loving-kindness
Sweet as honey to my taste.
I Thy house of peace have enter'd,
I, redeem'd from death and hell:
My desires in Thee are centred,
In Thy love, my God, I dwell.
Strengthen'd by Thine arm almighty,
I am stronger than my foes;
In Thy love and tender pity
Dangers teach me to repose.
O be Thou each moment near me,
By Thy Spirit ever guide;
By the hope of glory cheer me,
And in Thy pavilion hide.
Thine eternal love has number'd
Every hair upon my head;
Safe, and free, and unencumber'd,
I the paths of mercy tread.
Pleasing Thee is all my pleasure,
Joyfully my race I run;
Thou art my reward and treasure,
All Thy will in me be done.
103. 7.6
Psalm Ixix.: Jonah ii.
"All we like sheep have gone astray, we have turned everyone to his own way, and the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all."
AUTHOR of our salvation
Once offered on the tree;
Our strength in all temptation,
Lord, we remember Thee;
We, by Thy Spirit guided,
To Golgotha repair;
The Lamb that God provide
Was slaughtered for us there.
The sword of God was bidden
His Holy One to smite;
Jehovah's face was hidden
In terrors from Thy sight;
His tokens had declar'd Thee,
His Son that pleas'd Him well;
He pierc'd Thy soul nor spar'd Thee,
When bruis'd by earth and hell.
Justice, our guilt to cover,
Awoke the wrathful storm;
Dismay seiz'd friend and lover,
Thou said'st, "I am a worm."
Thou wast of God forsaken,
As one by God abhorr'd;
The sinner's place was taken
By Thee, our glorious Lord.
Thy God that duly priz'd Thee,
Whose statutes Thou didst keep,
In floods of death baptiz'd Thee,
In sorrow's lowest deep;
Thou wast the Father's treasure,
The Christ that He had sent;
His righteous, sore displeasure
On His own Son was spent.
We on to ruin hurried,
To misery's abyss;
But dead with Thee and buried,
And rais'd to share Thy bliss,
We sing with hearts united,
Thy cross for evermore;
Once, like the world, benighted,
Thy name we now adore.
104. C.M.
"My son, be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus."
"Endure hardness as a good soldier of Jesus Christ."
THE sorrows of rejected love,
Thou crucified, were Thine:
Thy friendship, I, Thy servant, prove,
For kindred gifts are mine.
Jesus, the Father's only Son,
On Thee I fix mine eyes;
Girded by Thee, my race I run,
And things of earth despise.
I fight Thy battles, glorious Lord;
Thy Spirit's still, small voice
Assures my heart of full reward,
And warfare is my choice.
I ponder all Thy toil and pain,
And watch the dawn of day;
Thou, Lord, wilt soon appear again,
And wipe my tears away.
Thy cross is charging me to care
For saints and all mankind.
Grant me to spend myself, nor spare,
With constant heav'nly mind.
105. C.M.
"The blood of sprinkling."
"If any man be in Christ, creation is new; old things are passed away; behold! all things are become new."
"Creation shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the liberty of the glory of the sons of God."
"The Lord hath chosen Zion, He hath desired it for His habitation. This is my rest for ever; here will I dwell, for I have desired it" (Ps. cxxxii.).
"The land is mine" (Lev. xxv.).
"Thy land, 0 Immanuel! (Isa, viii. 8: also Isa. ix. (6,7).
THE blood of sprinkling speaks to Thee,
Thou God of truth and grace;
It is Thy Spirit's voice to me
From heav'n, Thy dwelling-place.
Thy Holy Spirit draws me near
To Thee within the vail;
The voice of Jesus' blood I hear-
My anchor cannot fail.
Thy Son, who sits at Thy right hand,
The Lamb on Calvary slain,
Shall in His city and His land
With Thee for ever reign.
His death which did for sin atone,
His death of curse and shame,
Has made Thy hidden glory known-
The myst'ry of Thy name.
I see creation pass away,
And for Thy Son renew'd ;
Thy foes Thy power and wrath display,
Beneath His feet subdued.
O let me in Thy truth abide,
To worship and be still;
In Thee without reserve confide,
And live to do Thy will.
106. C.M.
"Jehovah is my Shepherd, I shall not want."
MY Shepherd who for sin aton'd,
When crucified and slain,
With God the Father sits enthron'd,
And soon shall come again.
He is to-day as yesterday,
And evermore the same;
He is the new and living way-
How excellent His name.
I see the Lord who is unseen,
His blood from death redeems;
I lay me down in pastures green,
I drink of quiet streams.
His Spirit guides me into rest,
His mercies I review;
With all His blessings I am blest,
My song is ever new.
I mark His hands, and feet, and side,
My heart to Him I give;
With Jesus I was crucified,
With Jesus now I live.
When I was lost He sought His sheep,
He sought until He found;
His paths of holiness I keep,
With angels compass'd round.
Faithful is Jesus to restore
My soul, whene'er it strays;
Then I, more lowly than before,
More joyful sing His praise.
Homeward in peace I journey through
This world by sin beguil'd;
This valley all with pain and woe,
With death and darkness fill'd.
Thou in the dreadful thick'ning gloom,
With rod and staff to cheer,
Art with me--Thou hast spoil'd the tomb,
No foes, no ills I fear.
Thy friendship, 0 my glorious Lord,
A table spreads for me;
By Thy anointing at Thy board,
Saviour, I feast with Thee.
Exalted, first-born from the dead,
Through Thy mysterious woes,
Thy oil of joy anoints my head,
My cup with bliss o'erflows.
Satan beholds his former slave,
In chains of love divine,
Rejoicing in Thy power to save,
Made glad with heav'nly wine.
Thy word is sure from age to age,
Thy kindness knows no end;
Thou wilt, throughout my pilgrimage,
Be my unfailing Friend.
Thou hast for Thine prepar'd a place
Thou doest all things well;
There shall I see Thee face to face,
And in Thy bosom dwell.
107. 8s.
"The Lord our righteousness."
THINE holy eyes, 0 God, survey
The glorious robe Thy children wear;
Its beauty ne'er can fade away,
Nor can a spot on us appear:
We all to Jesus bow the knee,
And by Thy Spirit worship Thee.
In heav'n the blood of Jesus pleads
For us upon the mercy-seat;
Thy justice hears the voice, and treads
Our enemies beneath our feet:
Thy royal priesthood we are made,
In Jesus' glorious robe array'd.
Let Sinai's mighty thunders roar,
And all the mount let darkness shroud,
On eagles' wings we rise and soar
Above the tempest, fire, and cloud,
To sit with Christ the Lord on high,
Who died, but lives no more to die.
Our God and Father, Judge of all,
Who shall accuse us, who condemn?
'Twas Christ who drank the cup of gall,
The vile and guilty to redeem:
The Lord is ris'n-He spoil'd the grave,
Christ is Omnipotent to save!
In Thy great day this universe
Shall melt, and be dissolv'd in flames;
He that for sinners bore the curse,
And on His hands engraved our names-
The Lamb that died and rose again,
Shall be our rock and fortress then.
Made like the King of Righteousness,
Our Bridegroom and Thy well-belov'd,
We shall, with Thy dear Son, possess
A world that never can be mov'd ;
In Jesus' robe of beauty shine,
And sing with Him of blood divine.
Angels their songs shall join with ours,
To magnify the Lamb of God;
Hell's principalities and powers
Shall be confounded by His blood;
Man's pride and glory trodden down,
And Thy great name extoll'd alone.
108. L.M.
"The cup which my Father hath given Me, shall I not drink it?"
"Blotting out the handwriting of ordinances that was against and took it out of the way, nailing it to His cross; having spoiled principalities and powers, He made a show of them, triumphing over them openly in it."
"I will sing unto Jehovah, for He hath triumphed gloriously, the horse and his rider hath He cast into the sea."
"Jehovah is a man of war, Jehovah is His name."
OUR Heavenly Father, God of Grace,
Thy Son who came the lost to save
Ascended to Thy dwelling-place,
Rais'd by Thy glory from the grave.
The Word made flesh, Immanuel,
Meekly receiv'd the cup from Thee;
By death He conquer'd death and hell,
In death triumphant on the tree.
Jesus, th' Omnipotent I AM,
Thy only Son, the Nazarene:
The Prince of Life, the spotless Lamb,
By His own blood has made us clean.
Once heirs of vengeance and despair,
We now adore Thee at Thy throne;
For by the blood of sprinkling there
Thy holy, secret name is known.
109. L.M.
"God is our refuge and strength."
"Let him that glorieth glory in the Lord."
"I have set my King upon my holy hill of Zion."
"In the midst of the Church will I sing praise unto Thee."
FROM wrath to come, our God, we fled,
To Jesus and His pierced side!
To Thy own Son, our risen Head,
Calvary once crucified.
Thy Spirit brought us to Thy throne,
Thy banish'd ones, to see Thy face;
To glory in the cross alone,
To prove the riches of Thy grace.
Christ and the saints, a heavenly choir,
Shall praise Thy name with perfect skill;
For Thou wilt grant Him His desire,
And set Thy King on Zion's hill.
110. L.M.
Psalms xxii., xl., lxxxviii.
"He was numbered with the transgressors, and He bare the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors."
THOU holy, just, and gracious God,
Whose Son on Calvary was slain,
We there would stand, with feet unshod,
To ponder all His grief and pain.
Thou didst with sword of justice smite
Thy only Son upon the tree;
Thy will and law were His delight,
Thine anger who could bear but He?
By Thee forsaken while sustain'd,
"I am a worm," the Saviour said;
By earth and hell and Thy strong hand,
In deeps, in darkness He was laid.
Between two malefactors died
The Maker of the Universe;
The Prince of Life was crucified,
The Lord of Glory made a curse.
Send Him again that we may know
The weakness of His dying hour;
When Jesus' love in floods of woe
Declar'd its conquering strength and power.
111. C. M.
"John seeth Jesus coming unto him, and saith unto Him, Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world."
"Again the next day after, John stood and two of his disciples; and looking upon Jesus as He walked, he said, Behold the Lamb of God. And the two disciples heard Him speak, and they followed Jesus."
THY footprints, glorious Lord, I see;
How pleasant is the way
In which by faith I follow Thee;
O let me never stray.
Thy trust was in the Father's name,
His will was Thy delight;
He was the Shepherd of the Lamb,
All blameless in His sight.
Well knewest Thou His pastures green,
His quiet streams of love;
The rest and joy of things unseen
Thy guileless soul did prove.
He dwelt in Thee, His Holy One,
No evil didst Thou fear;
Beholding Him to Thee, his Son,
The Shepherd ever near.
In Him confiding, from His hand
Thou didst the cup receive;
His justice pierc'd Thee, but sustaind,
Slew Thee, but ne'er did leave.
Each moment from Thy mother's womb,
To Calvary led on,
Thou sawest, by Thy cross and tomb,
The pathway to Thy throne.
The banquet which Thy cross prepares
Confounds Thy angry foes;
Th' anointing oil Thy name declares,
Thy cup with bliss o'erflows.
Thy people in Thy truth abide,
Great Shepherd of the sheep,
Because that Spirit is our Guide,
Who rul'd Thy step.
Embrac'd alike by love divine
The members with the head
Shall quickly all in glory shine,
Thou first-born from the dead.
All rais'd to see the Father's face,
At home with Him to dwell,
And sing His covenant of grace,
In all things order'd well.
112. C.M.
"Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness leaning upon her beloved?"
LO! Shelomith, far from terror,
Journeys leaning on her friend;
He in her, as in a mirror,
Sees His beauties meet and blend.
He her willing surety smarted,
He was smitten by the sword;
Slain for her who had departed
After idols from her Lord.
She, adorn'd with truth and meekness,
Knows that she is pleasing well
Him whose love, so strong in weakness,
Ransom'd her from death and hell.
O how apt the prince's daughter
All His name and grace to learn;
He, by His anointing, taught her
Light from darkness to discern.
For her Lord, in Him confiding,
She delights to live and move;
He, her homeward footsteps guiding,
Banquets on her perfect love.
Holy angels watch around her,
She is their Creator's bride;
He with cords eternal bound her
To Himself, the crucified.
From the wilderness retreating,
She can mark and read His eye;
How the Bridegroom's heart is beating,
She can feel-to Him so nigh.
Ever she, her Lord admiring,
Meek and lowly journeys on!
And to know His love desiring,
Hopes to share His glorious throne.
113. S.M.
"The joy of the Lord is your strength."
"Thou art my portion, 0 Lord; I have said that I would keep Thy words."
FATHER, I praise Thy name,
My God, I joy in Thee,
Who didst provide the spotless Lamb,
Thine only Son, for me.
Thy Son is Thy delight,
Thy first-born from the dead;
I walk by faith, and not by sight,
With hidden manna fed.
By Thy free Spirit seal'd,
I wait th' appointed day,
When Christ, in majesty reveal'd,
Shall wipe all tears away.
His pilgrim-track be mine,
With His obedient ear;
Let Jesus' cross my soul refine,
Thy holy name to fear.
O keep me undefil'd,
Skilful to sing Thy praise,
My God and Father's pleasant child
In all my thoughts and ways.
114. 8.7.4.
BY Thy counsel, Father, guide me;
By Thy word and Spirit lead,
Show me Jesus crown'd with glory,
Christ the first-born from the dead,
Him that suffer'd
Death, my wages, in my stead.
More than conqueror, I am warring
'Gainst the foes He overcame;
Hold me up, my God and Father,
Keep me by Thy holy name.
He declared it,
He, Thy Son, the spotless Lamb.
Thou art love, and therefore lovest ;
Let my heart and mind be love:
Let the Bridegroom by His Spirit
All I am possess and move,
Dwelling in me,
By that holy, heav'nly Dove.
Let me keep the path and footprints
Of my Shepherd, Christ the Lord;
Thy own Son came from Thy bosom,
Son of Man, He kept Thy word,
He fulfill'd it,
Slain by Thine avenging sword.
Cross enduring, shame despising,
Jesus leads me in the way;
As He trusted, I would trust Thee,
Pleasing Thee from day to day,
And Thy riches
By my love and joy display.
115. C.M.
JEHOVAH, God Omnipotent,
Thine Israel, led by Thee,
From Pharaoh and his host was sav'd
By burial in the sea.
Beneath the cloud Thy people pass'd,
A wall on either side;
The roaring waves Thou didst for them
By Thy right hand divide.
Into the depths did they descend,
And from that tomb arose;
Then to her strength the sea return'd,
O'erwhelming all their foes.
Our God, we all were crucified
And buried with the Lord;
And rais'd with Him, Thy own dear Son,
The Christ, the Living Word.
Father, we sing His victory,
By death, o'er death and hell;
Complete in Him Thy children all
Must in Thy bosom dwell.
116. C.M.
OUR God, Thy waves and billows all
Went over Thy dear Son;
He died, was buried, rose again,
And we with Him are one.
Thy children now on holy ground
Of rest and warfare stand;
Jordan before the ark has fled-
We shall possess the land.
With principalities and powers
Of darkess we contend;
Armour of light Thy Spirit gives,
And we Thy cause defend.
Our strength the faithful, gracious Lord
From day to day renews;
Our perfect weakness by His name
The host of hell subdues.
He is Thine everlasting rest,
Thy love-how great a deep!
With 'stablish'd hearts we would, like Thee,
Perpetual Sabbath keep.
117. C.M.
MY Lord and Master, Son of God,
Make me, Thy servant, wise;
Give me to know Thy cross, Thy name,
Lord, open Thou mine eyes!
With the new song and soul serene,
Saviour, may I, like Thee,
Look back on all Thy floods of grief
And sufferings on the tree.
For only as becomes Thy friend
Would I rejoice or mourn;
Thy friend who by Thy Spirit serves,
Watching for Thy return.
118. C.M.
LORD, by Thy Spirit may we keep
Thy words unto the end;
Each one Thy faithful servant be,
And so Thy bosom friend.
119. C.M.
FATHER of Glory! we rejoice
Because the Second Man
Now sits at Thy right hand, and waits
Till He appear again.
Thy wisdom He-the Living Word,
The first-born from the dead,
Both Lord and Christ; His members we
Anointed with our head.
Thy holy Spirit's seal we bear,
In us Thy house He dwells;
Of Thy great love and Jesus' cross
Thy Spirit ever tells.
Father of Glory! gracious God,
Holy and only wise,
Let Jesus come, let us on Him
For ever fix our eyes.
On Him that once endur'd the cross,
Despising all the shame;
On Jesus, Thy beloved Son,
The mirror of Thy name.
120. C.M.
FATHER, we know the Lord shall bruise
Our foes beneath our feet;
We shall be like Him, and behold
His face with joy complete.
All earthly kingdoms He must smite
And break with iron rod;
The kingdom of Thy Son is sure,
'Stablish'd by His own blood.
He made the worlds, and all things
He Shall to Himself subdue;
He shall dissolve the heav'ns and earth,
And fashion them anew.
We by Thy Spirit sing His cross,
He waits His full reward;
Soon every knee to Him shall bow,
All voices own Him Lord.