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The Master Comes! He Calls for Thee

Author: Emily M. Crawford Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1. The Master comes! He calls for thee— Go forth at His almighty word, Obedient to His last command, And tell to those who never heard, Who sit in deepest shades of night, That Christ has come to give them light. 2. The Master calls! Arise and go; How blest His messenger to be! He, who hath given thee liberty, Now bids thee set the captives free; Proclaim His mighty power to save, Who for the world His lifeblood gave. 3. The Master calls! Shall not thy heart In warm responsive love reply, Lord, here am I; send me, send me, Thy willing slave, to live or die— An instrument unfit indeed, Yet Thou wilt give me what I need? 4. And if thou canst not go, yet bring An offering of a willing heart; Then, though thou tarriest at home, Thy God shall give thee too thy part; The messengers of peace upbear In ceaseless and prevailing prayer. 5. Short is the time for service true, For soon shall dawn that glorious day When, all the harvest gathered in, Each faithful heart shall hear Him say, My child, well done! your toil is o’er— Enter My joy forevermore. Used With Tune: HULL NEW
The Master Comes! He Calls for Thee
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Dying Creator, Slaughtered Lamb

Author: Augustus M. Toplady Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Dying Creator, slaughtered Lamb, Thou hast poured out Thy blood for me; O may I, kindled by Thy flame, As freely give myself to Thee! My heart to Thee I now resign, For, Lord, it cost the blood of Thine! 2 To save my falling soul from death Th’immaculate Redeemer died; Lord, my offenses drove the nails, The soldier, I, that pierced Thy side: For this my restless eye runs o’er Because I can lament no more. 3 How gladly should my head have worn The crown of thorns to hinder Thine! Have suffered in my Master’s stead, And made Thy dying sorrows mine! Have stretched my arms upon the tree, And died myself to rescue Thee! 4 But O! no other sacrifice The Father’s justice could appease; Ten thousand worlds had died in vain, Thy blood alone could buy our peace: The God offended must be slain To expiate th’offense of man! 5 And shall I not His cross take up Who died upon a cross for me? Jesus, through good and ill report, I, in Thy strength, will follow Thee: My Master lived despised, abhorred, And I am not above my Lord. 6 The world combined, with one consent, To trample on the Great Supreme; The very God of very God, A man of sorrows here became, And all who seek in Heav’n to reign, Must enter through the gate of pain. Used With Tune: HULL NEW Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems (London: Daniel Sedgwick and Hamilton & Adams, 1775)
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