Baptism

921 Buried with Him in Baptism.

1 AROUND Thy grave, Lord Jesus, Thine empty grave, we stand, With hearts all full of praises, To keep Thy bless'd command: By faith our souls rejoicing, To trace Thy path of love Through death's dark angry billows, Up to the throne above.

2 Lord Jesus, we remember The travail of Thy soul, When in Thy love's deep pity The waves did o'er Thee roll:

Baptized in death's cold waters, For us Thy blood was shed; For us the Lord of Glory Was number'd with the dead.

3 O Lord, Thou now art risen, Thy travail all is o'er, For sin Thou once hast suffered, Thou livest to die no more;

Sin, death, and hell are vanquish'd By Thee, Thy church's Head: And lo! we share Thy triumphs, Thou First-born from the dead.

4 Into Thy death baptized, We own with Thee we died; With Thee, our life, are risen, And in Thee glorified; From sin, the world, and Satan, We're ransom'd by Thy blood, And now would walk as strangers Alive with Thee to God.

James George Deck, 1845

922 The Place where Jesus lay

1 COME, happy souls, adore the Lamb, Who loved our race ere time began, Who veil'd His Godhead in our clay, And in the humble manger lay.

2 To Jordan's stream the Spirit led, To mark the path His saints should tread, With joy they trace the sacred way, To see the place where Jesus lay.

3 Baptized by John in Jordan's wave, The Saviour left His watery grave;

Heaven own'd the deed, approved the way, And bless'd the place where Jesus lay.

4 Come, all who love His precious name:

Come, tread His steps and learn of Him;

Happy beyond expression they Who find the place where Jesus lay.

Thomas Baldwin, 1843

923 Praise to Jesus buried and risen.

1 COME, ye who bow to sovereign grace, Record Immanuel's love;

Join in a song of noble praise, To Him who reigns above.

2 Once in the gloomy grave He lay, But, by His rising power, He bore the gates of death away:

Hail! mighty Conqueror.

3 Here we declare in emblem plain, Our burial in His grave; And since in Him we rose again, We rise from out the wave.

4 No trust in water do we place, 'Tis but an outward sign; The great reality is grace, The fountain, blood divine.

James Upton, 1814:

Charles H. Spurgeon, 1866.

924

Dead with Jesus

1 O LORD, whilst we confess the worth Of this, the outward seal, Teach us the truths herein get forth, Our very own to feel.

2 Death to the world we here avow, Death to each fleshly lust;

Newness of life our portion now, A risen Lord our trust.

3 And we, O Lord, who now partake Of Thine eternal life, With every sin, for Thy dear sake, Would be at constant strife.

4 Baptized Into the Father's name, We'd walk as sons of God;

Baptized in Thine, with joy we claim, The merits of Thy blood.

5 Baptized into the Holy Ghost, We'd prove His mighty power; And making Thee our only boast, Obey Thee hour by hour.

Mary Bowly, 1845

925 The Example of Jesus

1 BURIED beneath the yielding wave, The dear Redeemer lies;

Faith views Him in the watery grave, And thence beholds Him rise.

2 Thus it becomes His saints to-day, Their ardent zeal to express;

And, in the Lord's appointed way.

Fulfil all righteousness.

3 With joy we in His footsteps tread, And would His cause maintain, Like Him be number'd with the dead, And with Him rise and reign.

4 His presence oft revives our hearts, And drives our fears away; When He commands, and strength imparts, We cheerfully obey.

6 Now we, dear Jesus, would to Thee Our grateful voices raise;

Wash'd in the fountain of Thy blood, Our lives shall all be praise.

Benjamin Beddome, 1818

926 Practical Improvement of Baptism

1 HEARKEN, ye children of your God, Ye heirs of glory, hear; For accents so divine as these Might charm the dullest ear.

2 Baptized into your Saviour's death, Your souls to sin must die; With Christ your Lord ye live anew, With Christ ascend on high.

3 There by His Father's hand He sits, Enthroned divinely fair;

Yet owns Himself your Brother still, And your forerunner there.

4 Rise, from these earthly trifles, rise On wings of faith and love; With Christ your choicest treasure lies, And be your hearts above.

5 But earth and sin will drag us down, When we attempt to fly;

Lord, send Thy strong attractive force To raise and fix us high.

Philip Doddridge, 1755

927 The Believer constrained by the Love of Christ to follow Him

1 DEAR Lord. and will Thy pardoning love Embrace a wretch so vile?

Wilt Thou my load of guilt remove, And bless me with Thy smile?

2 Hast Thou for me the cross endured, And all the shame despised? And shall I be ashamed, O Lord, With Thee to be baptized

3 Didst Thou the great example lead, In Jordan's swelling flood? And shall my pride disdain the deed That's worthy of my God?

4 Dear Lord, the ardour of Thy love Reproves my cold delays; And now my willing footsteps move In Thy delightful ways.

John Fellows, 1773, a.

928 "Hinder me not."

1 IN all my Lord's appointed ways, My journey I'll pursue;

"Hinder me not," ye much-loved saints, For I must go with you.

2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, I'll follow where He goes;

"Hinder me not," shall be my cry, Though earth and hell oppose.

3 Through duty, and through trials too, I'll go at His command;

"Hinder me not," for I am bound To my Immanuel's land.

4 And when my Saviour calls me home, Still this my cry shall be, "Hinder me not," come, welcome death, I'll gladly go with thee.

John Ryland, 1773, a

929 "If ye love Me, keep My Commandments."

1 LORD, in humble, sweet submission, Here we meet to follow Thee;

Trusting in Thy great salvation, Which alone can make us free.

2 Nought have we to claim as merit;

All the duties we can do, Can no crown of life inherit:

All the praise to Thee is due.

3 Yet we come in Christian duty, Down beneath the wave to go;

Oh, the bliss! the heavenly beauty!

Christ, the Lord, was buried go.

4 Come, ye children of the kingdom, Follow Him beneath the wave:

Rise and show His resurrection, And proclaim His power to save.

5 Is there here a weeping Mary, Waiting near the Saviour's tomb;

Heavy-laden, sick, and weary, Crying, "Oh that I could come!"

6 Welcome, all ye friends of Jesus, Welcome to His church below;

Venture wholly on the Saviour, Come, and with His people go.

Robert T. Daniel, 1850

930 Buried with Christ in Baptism

1 JESUS, mighty King in Sion!

Thou alone our guide shalt be;

Thy commission we rely on, We would follow none but Thee.

2 As an emblem of Thy passion And Thy victory o'er the grave, We who know Thy great salvation, Are baptized beneath the wave.

3 Fearless of the world's despising, We the ancient path pursue;

Buried with our Lord, arising To a life divinely new.

John Fellows, 1773, a.

931 Taking up the Cross

1 HAST Thou said, exalted Jesus, Take thy cross and follow Me? Shall the word with terror seize us, Shall we from the burden flee?

Lord, I'll take it, And rejoicing, follow Thee.

2 While this liquid tomb surveying, Emblem of my Saviour's grave; Shall I shun its brink, betraying Feelings worthy of a slave?

No! I'll enter;

Jesus enter'd Jordan's wave.

3 Sweet the sign that thus reminds me, Saviour, of Thy love to me;

Sweeter still the love that binds me In its deathless bond to Thee.

Oh, what pleasure, Buried with my Lord to be!

4 Should it rend some fond connection, Should I suffer shame or loss, Yet the fragrant, blest reflection, I have been where Jesus was, Will revive me When I faint beneath the cross.

5 Fellowship with Him possessing, Let me die to all around, So I rise t' enjoy the blessing Kept for those in Jesus found, When th' archangel Wakes the sleeper under ground.

6 Then baptized in love and glory, Lamb of God, Thy praise I'll sing, Loudly with the immortal story All the harps of heaven shall ring.

Saints and seraphs, Sound it loud from every string.

John Eustace Giles, 1837

932 Following Jesus.

1 SAVIOUR, Thy law we love, Thy pure example bless, And with a firm, unwavering zeal, Would in Thy footsteps press

2 Not to the fiery pains By which the martyrs bled; Not to the scourge, the thorn, the cross, Our favour'd feet are led.

3 But, at this peaceful tide, Assembled in Thy fear, The homage of obedient hearts, We humbly offer here.

Lydia Huntley Sigourney, 1841

933 A Doxology for Baptism

1 FATHER of all, to Thee Let endless praises rise, Who for such rebel worms as we Salvation didst devise.

2 Incarnate Deity, Let all the ransom'd race Render in thanks their lives to Thee, For Thy redeeming grace.

3 Spirit of holiness, Oh let us all adore Thy sacred energy, and bless Thine heart-renewing power.

4 Baptized into Thy name, Almighty One in Three, Thy grace and goodness we'll proclaim, Through all eternity.

Charles Wesley, 1747, a

934 Death, Burial, and Resurrection

1 HERE, O ye faithful, see, Your Lord baptised in woe, Immersed in seas of agony, Which all His soul o'erflow.

2 Here we behold the grave Which held our buried Head;

We claim a burial in the wave Because with Jesus dead.

3 Here, too, we see Him rise, And live no more to die; And one with Him by sacred ties We rise to live on high.

Charles H. Spurgeon, 1866

935 Burial with Christ

1 SAVIOUR, we seek the watery tomb, Illumed by love divine;

Far from the deep tremendous gloom Of that which was once Thine.

2 Down to the hallow'd grave we go, Obedient to Thy word;

'Tis thus the world around shall know We're buried with the Lord.

3 'Tis thus we bid its pomps adieu, And boldly venture in:

Oh may we rise to live anew, And only die to sin!

Maria Grace Saffery, 1828