96. WHITHER ARE YOU GOING, PILGRIMS OF A DAY P 2 You will soon be weary, pilgrims of a day, (way. Trials are before you, dangers in your Still by faith we'll journey on, though our path be drear; [to fear? If the Saviour lead us, what have we 3 Pilgrims, are you going where the angels' song (along ? O'er the fields of glory gently floats Yes, we seek the better land, lovely, pure, and fair, [meet us there? Where no grief can enter; will you 4 May we journey with you, pilgrims of a day? [heavenly way? Will you help us onward in the Come, we gladly bid you come, day is waning fast, [is past. We must reach the haven ere the day He is God from ev er last - ing, And to er last - ing God. ev 1 Who is this so weak and helpless, Child of lowly Hebrew maid, Rudely in a stable sheltered, Coldly in a manger laid ? 'Tis the Lord of all creation, [trod; Who this wondrous path hath He is God from everlasting, And to everlasting God. 2 Who is this a man of sorrows, Walking sadly life's hard way, Homeless, weary, sighing, weeping, Over sin and Satan's sway? Who above the starry sky Where no tear can dim the eye. 3 Who is this—behold Him shedding Drops of blood upon the ground ? Who is this-despised, rejected, Mocked, insulted, beaten, bound ? 'Tis our God, who gifts and graces, On His Church now poureth down, Who shall smite in holy vengeance All His foes beneath His throne. 4 Who is this that hangeth dying, With the thieves on either side; Nails His hands and feet are tearing, And the spear hath pierced His side ? 'Tis the God who ever liveth, 'Mid the shining ones on high, In the glorious golden city Reigning everlastingly. 98. WHO IS THIS THAT COMES FROM EDOM P 1 Who is this that comes from E- dom, All His rai - ment stain'd with blood; To the slave pro - claim - ing free-dom; Bringing and be - stow-ing good : Glo-rious in the garb He wears, Ġlo-rious in the spoil He bears ? 1 Who is this that comes from Edom, 2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, All His raiment stained with blood ; Travelling onward in His might, To the slave proclaiming freedom; 'Tis the Saviour, oh how glorious Bringing and bestowing good: To His people is the sight! Glorious in the garb He wears, Jesus now is strong to save, Glorious in the spoil He bears ? Mighty to redeem the slave. 'Tis the blood of many slain; None the contest to maintain. 4 This the Saviour has effected By His mighty arm alone; 'Tis an everlasting throne ! 5 Mighty Victor, reign for ever! Wear the crown, so dearly won; Cease to sing what Thou hast done. And their tes ti bear For us or mo - ny 1 WORDS åre things of little cost, Quickly spoken, quickly lost; For us or against us there. Idle words and words of sin; Leaving bitter thoughts behind! 3 Grant us, Lord, from day to day, Strength to watch and grace to pray |