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 3 Dear Name! the Rock on which I build, 
 My Shield and Hiding-place, 
 
 My never-failing Treasury, filled 
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 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Brother, Friend, 
 My Prophet, Priest, and King, 
 
 My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 
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 6 Till then I would Thy love proclaim 
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 And may the music of Thy Name 
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 Rev. John Newton. 
 
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 2 THE OLD HUNDREDTH L. M. Genevan Psalter. 
 
 2 The Lord ye know is God indeed; 
 Without our aid he did us make ; 
 
 We are His folk, He doth us feed ; 
 And for His sheep he doth us take. 
 
 3 O enter then His gates with praise, 
 Approach with joy His courts unto; 
 
 Praise, laud, and bless His Name always, 
 For it is seemly so to do. 
 
 4 For why? the Lord our God is good. 
 His mercy is for ever sure; 
 
 His truth at all times firmly stood, 
 
 And shall from age to age endure. 
 
 Rev. William Kethe. 
 
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 Let the Redeemer’s Name be sung, 
 
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 2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ! 
 
 Eternal truth attends Thy Word : 
 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
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 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
 
 Praise Him, all creatures here below ; 
 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host: 
 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
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 4 In our joys and in our sorrows, 
 
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 5 Jesus calls us : by Thy mercies, 
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 And lambs for whom the Shepherd 
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 4 To comfort and to bless, 
 
 To find a balm for woe, 
 
 To tend the lone and fatherless, 
 
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 Bishop William W. How. 
 
 2 When our foes are near us, 
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 3 When the storms are o’er us, 
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 4 Word of mercy, giving 
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 5 O that we, discerning 
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 3 We are His people, we His care, 
 
 Our souls, and all our mortal frame : 
 
 What lasting honors shall we rear, 
 
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 4 We’ll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, 
 
 High as the heavens our voices raise ; 
 
 And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
 
 Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. 
 
 5 Wide as the world is Thy command, 
 
 Vast as eternity Thy love ; 
 
 Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, 
 
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 O God, to us may grace be given 
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 Rev. Isaac Watts. 
 
 2 See, the streams of living waters, 
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 Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
 And all fear of want remove : 
 
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 3 Round each habitation hovering, 
 See the cloud and fire appear 
 
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 Showing that the Lord is near, 
 
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 Light by night, and shade by day, 
 Safe they feed upon the manna 
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 The setting as the rising sun 
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 By day, by night, in life, in death, 
 
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 Rev. James D. Burns. 
 
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 Our failing strength renew ; 
 
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 Thy peace our spirits fill: 
 
 Bid Thou the blasts of discord cease, 
 The waves of strife be still. 
 
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 Let earth to heaven draw near: 
 
 Lift up our hearts to seek Thee there ; 
 Come down to meet us here. 
 
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 Send forth Thy quickening breath, 
 And wake dead souls to love and praise, 
 O Vanquisher of death ! 
 
 Rev. John Ellerton. 
 
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 Bishop Christopher Wordsworth. 
 
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28 
 
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29 
 
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30 
 
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36 
 
 38 EIN* FESTE BURG 878766667 Martin Luther. 
 
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 His kingdom is for ever. 
 
 Martin Luther. 
 
37 
 
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 Frances R. HavergaL 
 
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 Rev. John E. Bode. 
 
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 His Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice; 
 
 3 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on His Name. 
 
 4 Blessings abound where’er He reigns; 
 The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 5 Let every creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honors to our King, 
 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. 
 
 Rev. Isaac Watts. 
 
 2 Forward, when in childhood 
 Buds the infant mind ; 
 
 All through youth and manhood, 
 Not a thought behind : 
 
 Speed through realms of nature, 
 Climb the steps of grace; 
 
 Faint not, till in glory 
 Gleams our Father’s Face. 
 
 Forward, all the life-time, 
 
 Climb from height to height: 
 
 Till the head be hoary, 
 
 Till the eve be light. 
 
 3 Forward, flock of Jesus, 
 
 Salt of all the earth, 
 
 Till each yearning purpose 
 Spring to glorious birth : 
 
 Sick, they ask for healing, 
 
 Blind, they grope for day; 
 
 Pour upon the nations 
 Wisdom’s loving ray. 
 
 Forward, out of error, 
 
 Leave behind the night; 
 Forward through the darkness. 
 Forward into light! 
 
 4 Glories upon glories 
 Hath our God prepared, 
 
 By the souls that love Him 
 One day to be shared ; 
 
 Eye hath not beheld them, 
 
 Ear hath never heard; 
 
 Nor of these hath uttered 
 Thought or speech a word. 
 Forward, marching eastward 
 Where the heaven is bright, 
 Till the veil be lifted, 
 
 Till our faith be sight. 
 
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 And thousand hearts ascending 
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 While sinners, now confessing, 
 The Gospel call obey, 
 
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 A nation in a day. 
 
 3 Blest river of salvation, 
 
 Pursue thy onward way; 
 
 Flow thou to every nation, 
 
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 Stay not till all the lowly 
 
 Triumphant reach their home; 
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 Proclaim, “ The Lord is come." 
 
 Rev. Samuel F. Smith. 
 
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 1 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
 
 Ye soldiers of the cross ; 
 
 Lift high His royal banner, 
 
 It must not suffer loss : 
 
 From victory unto victory 
 His army He shall lead, 
 
 Till every foe is vanquished, 
 
 And Christ is Lord indeed. 
 
 2 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
 
 The trumpet call obey ; 
 
 Forth to the mighty conflict 
 In this His glorious day : 
 
 Ye that are men now serve Him 
 Against unnumbered foes; 
 
 Let courage rise with danger, 
 
 And strength to strength oppose. 
 
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 1 Hail to the Lord’s Anointed, 
 
 Great David’s greater Son ! 
 
 Hail, in the time appointed, 
 
 His reign on earth begun ! 
 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free, 
 
 To take away transgression, 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 2 He shall come down like showers 
 Upon the fruitful earth ; 
 
 And love, joy, hope, like flowers, 
 Spring in His path to birth ; 
 
 Before Him on the mountains 
 Shall peace, the herald, go. 
 
 And righteousness, in fountains, 
 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 
 3 Kings shall fall down before Him, 
 And gold and incense bring; 
 
 All nations shall adore Him, 
 
 His praise all people sing; 
 
 55 WEBB or AURELIA 7 6 7 6 D. 
 
 1 “ The whole wide world for Jesus,” 
 
 All creatures great and small, 
 
 Come ye, bow down before Him, 
 
 God shall be all in all. 
 
 Go, Christian men united, 
 
 Filled with compassion, sing 
 
 The earth’s awakening chorus, 
 
 Peal forth • “ Make Jesus King.” 
 
 2 “ The Gospel of the Kingdom ” 
 
 Go teach, baptize, to-day 
 
 Let all creation listen \ 
 
 Before it pass away. | 
 
 3 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
 Stand in His strength alone; 
 
 The arm of flesh will fail you, 
 
 Ye dare not trust your own : 
 
 Put on the gospel armor, 
 
 Each piece put on with prayer; 
 
 Where duty calls or danger, 
 
 Be never wanting there. 
 
 4 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
 The strife will not be long ; 
 
 This day the noise of battle, 
 
 The next the victor’s song : 
 
 To him that overcometh 
 A crown of life shall be ; 
 
 He with the King of Glory 
 Shall reign eternally. 
 
 Rev. George Duffield. 
 
 For He shall have dominion 
 O’er river, sea, and shore, 
 
 Far as the eagle’s pinion 
 Or dove’s light wing can soar. 
 
 4 For Him shall prayer unceasing 
 And daily vows ascend ; 
 
 His kingdom still increasing, . 
 
 A kingdom without end : 
 
 The mountain dews shall nourish 
 A seed in weakness sown, 
 
 Whose fruit shall spread and flourish. 
 And shake like Lebanon. 
 
 5 O’er every foe victorious, 
 
 He on His throne shall rest, 
 
 From age to age more glorious, 
 
 All blessing and all-blest: 
 
 The tide of time shall never 
 His covenant remove, 
 
 His Name shall stand for ever,— 
 That Name to us is Love. 
 
 James Montgomery. 
 
 Those millions groping, longing 
 For peace, for pardon free, 
 
 Tell them the words of Jesus, 
 
 Ring out: “ Come unto Me.” 
 
 3 “ This generation calleth,” 
 
 Shall Christians not obey 
 Commands of Jesus age-long? 
 
 His promise stands to-day : 
 
 All power to Me is given, 
 
 My banner rests unfurled, 
 
 Lo, I am with you alway 
 Evangelize the world. 
 
 Douglas M. Thornton. 
 
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56 AURELIA 7 6 7 6 D. 
 
 Samuel S. Wesley. 
 
 2 Elect from every nation, 
 
 Yet one o’er all the earth, 
 
 Her charter of salvation 
 One Lord, one faith, one birth ; 
 
 One holy Name she blesses, 
 Partakes one holy food, 
 
 And to one hope she presses, 
 With every grace endued. 
 
 3 ’Mid toil and tribulation, 
 
 And tumult of her war, 
 
 She waits the consummation 
 Of peace forevermore; 
 
 Till with the vision glorious 
 Her longing eyes are blest, 
 
 And the great Church victorious 
 Shall be the Church at rest. 
 
 4 Yet she on earth hath union 
 With God the Three in One, 
 
 And mystic sweet communion 
 With those whose rest is won: 
 
 O happy ones and holy ! 
 
 Lord, give us grace that we, 
 
 Like them the meek and lowly, 
 
 On high may dwell with Thee. 
 
 Rev. Samuel J. Stone, 
 
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 O hear us when we cry to Thee 
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 Our brethren shield in danger’s 
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 From rock and tempest, fire and foe, 
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 And ever let there rise to Thee 
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 William Whiting. 
 
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 Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight ; 
 
 Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light. Alleluia! 
 
 3 O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, 
 
 Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, 
 
 And win with them the victor’s crown of gold. Alleluia ! 
 
 4 O blest communion, fellowship Divine ! 
 
 We feebly struggle, they in glory shine ; 
 
 Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia ! 
 
 4 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, 
 
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 ’Neath His wings protecting hide you, 
 Daily manna still divide you, 
 
 God be with you till we meet again. 
 
 Till we meet, etc.i 
 
 3 God be with you till we meet again, 
 
 When life’s perils thick confound you, 
 
 Put His arms unfailing round you, 
 
 God be with you till we meet again. 
 
 Till we meet, etc. 
 
 4 God be with you till we meet again, 
 
 Keep love’s banner floating o’er you, 
 
 Smite death’s threatening wave before you, 
 
 God be with you till we meet again. 
 
 Till we meet, etc. 
 
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 63 INNOCENTS 7 7 7 7 
 
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 i Conquering kings their ti - ties take From the foes they 
 
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 2 Yes ; none other name is given 
 Unto mortals under heaven, 
 Which can make the dead arise, 
 And exalt them to the skies. 
 
 3 That which Christ so hardly 
 
 wrought, 
 
 That which He so dearly bought, 
 That salvation, mortals, say, 
 
 Will ye madly cast away ? 
 
 4 Rather gladly for that Name 
 Bear the cross, endure the 
 
 shame ; 
 
 Joyfully for Him to die, 
 
 Is not death, but victory. 
 
 5 Jesus, Who dost condescend 
 To be called the sinner’s Friend, 
 Hear us as to Thee we pray, 
 Glorying in Thy Name to-day. 
 
 Paris Breviary. 
 
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 64 HE LEADETH ME 
 
 1 He leadeth me : oh blessed thought! 
 
 Oh words with heavenly comfort fraught! 
 Whate’er I do, where’er I be, 
 
 Still ’tis God’s hand that leadeth me. 
 
 Refrain : He leadeth me, He leadeth me; 
 
 By His own hand He leadeth me: 
 
 His faithful follower I would be, 
 
 For by His hand He leadeth me. 
 
 2 Sometimes, ’mid scenes of deepest gloom, 
 Sometimes where Eden’s bowers bloom, 
 
 Used by per. of Rev. Joseph H. Gilmore. 
 
 65 I NEED THEE EVERY HOUR 
 
 1 I need Thee every hour, 
 
 Most gracious Lord; 
 
 No tender voice like Thine 
 Can peace afford. 
 
 Refrain : I need Thee, O I need Thee, 
 
 Every hour I need Thee; 
 
 O bless me now my Saviour,— 
 
 I come to Thee. 
 
 2 I need Thee every hour; 
 
 Stay Thou near by; 
 
 Temptations lose their power 
 When Thou art nigh.— Ref. 
 
 Copyright, 1900, by Mary Runyon Lowry, used by per. 
 
 66 WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE 
 
 1 What a friend we have in Jesus, 
 
 All our sins and griefs to bear! 
 
 What a privilege to carry 
 Everything to God in prayer! 
 
 O what peace we often forfeit, 
 
 O what needless pain we bear, 
 
 All because we do not carry 
 Everything to God in prayer. 
 
 2 Have we trials and temptations? 
 
 Is there trouble anywhere ? 
 
 We should never be discouraged: 
 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer ! 
 
 67 ROCK OF AGES 
 
 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in Thee ; 
 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 
 From Thy riven side which flowed, 
 
 Be of sin the double cure, 
 
 Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 
 
 2 Not the labors of my hands 
 Can fulfil Thy law’s demands; 
 
 Could my zeal no respite know, 
 
 Could my tears for ever flow, 
 
 All for sin could not atone; 
 
 Thou must save, and Thou alone. 
 
 68 IN THE CROSS OF CHRIST I 
 
 1 In the cross of Christ I glory, 
 
 Towering o’er the wrecks of time; 
 
 All the light of sacred story 
 Gathers round its head sublime. 
 
 2 When the woes of life o’ertake me, 
 
 Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 
 
 Never shall the cross forsake me : 
 
 Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 
 
 By waters calm, o’er troubled sea,— 
 
 Still ’tis His hand that leadeth me.—R ef. 
 Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, 
 or ever murmur nor repine; 
 
 Content, whatever lot I see, 
 
 Since ’tis my God that leadeth me.—R ef. 
 
 4 And when my task on earth is done, 
 When, by Thy grace, the victory’s won, 
 
 E en death's cold wave I will not flee, 
 
 Since God through Jordan leadeth me.-REF. 
 
 Rev. Joseph H. Gilmore. 
 
 3 I need Thee every hour, 
 
 In joy or pain ; 
 
 Come quickly, and abide. 
 
 Or life is vain.—R ef. 
 
 4 I need Thee every hour; 
 
 Teach me Thy will, 
 
 And Thy rich promises 
 In me fulfil.—R ef. 
 
 5 I need thee every hour, 
 
 Most Holy One; 
 
 O make me Thine indeed, 
 
 Thou blessed Son.—R ef. 
 
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 IN JESUS 
 
 Can we find a friend so faithful, 
 
 Who will all our sorrows share ? 
 
 Jesus knows our every weakness— 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 
 3 Are we weak and heavy laden, 
 Cumbered with a load of care? 
 Precious Saviour, still our refuge,— 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
 
 Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? 
 
 Take it to the Lord in prayer! 
 
 In His arms He’ll take and shield thee, 
 Thou wilt find a solace there. 
 
 Joseph Scriven . 
 
 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, 
 
 Simply to Thy cross I cling ; 
 
 Naked, come to Thee for dress; 
 Helpless, look to Thee for grace; 
 
 Foul, I to the Fountain fly; 
 
 Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 
 
 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When my eyelids close in death, 
 
 When I soar to worlds unknown, 
 
 See Thee on Thy judgment throne, 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in Thee. 
 
 Rev. Augustus M. Toplady. 
 
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 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
 Light and love upon my way, 
 
 From the cross the radiance streaming 
 Adds more lustre to the day. 
 
 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
 By the cross are sanctified ; 
 
 Peace is there that knows no measure, 
 Joys that through all time abide. 
 
 Sir John Bowring . 
 
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 69 JESUS, LOVER OF MY SOUL 
 
 i'Jesus, lover of my soul, 
 
 Let me to Thy bosom fly, 
 
 While the nearer waters roll, 
 
 While the tempest still is high : 
 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life is past; 
 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 Oh receive my soul at last. 
 
 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; 
 
 More than all in Thee I find : 
 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
 
 Just and holy is Thy Name, 
 
 I am all unrighteousness ; 
 
 False and full of sin I am, 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none; 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 
 
 Still support and comfort me. 
 
 All my trust on Thee is stayed ; 
 
 All my help from Thee I bring; 
 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 With the shadow of Thy wing. 
 
 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,— 
 Grace to cover all my sin ; 
 
 Let the healing streams abound, 
 
 Make and keep me pure within; 
 
 Thou of life the Fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of Thee; 
 
 Spring Thou up within my heart. 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 Rev. Charles Wesley. 
 
 70 MORE LOVE TO THEE, O CHRIST 
 
 1 More love to Thee, O Christ, 
 
 More love to Thee ! 
 
 Hear Thou the prayer I make 
 On bended knee; 
 
 This is my earnest plea, 
 
 More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
 
 More love to Thee ! 
 
 2 Once earthly joy I craved, 
 
 Sought peace and rest; 
 
 Now Thee alone I seek, 
 
 Give what is best: 
 
 This all my prayer shall be, 
 
 More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
 
 More love to Thee ! 
 
 71 NEARER, MY GOD, TO THEE 
 
 1 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee! 
 
 E’en though it be a cross 
 That raisetli me; 
 
 Still all my song shall be, 
 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee! 
 
 2 Though like the wanderer, 
 
 The sun gone down, 
 
 Darkness be over me, 
 
 My rest a stone ; 
 
 Yet in my dreams I’d be 
 Nearer, my God. to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee! 
 
 3 There let the way appear, 
 
 Steps unto heaven : 
 
 All that Thou send’st to me, 
 
 In mercy given; 
 
 72 MY JESUS, I LOVE THEE 
 
 1 My Jesus I love Thee, I know Thou art 
 
 mine, 
 
 For Thee all the follies of sin I resign ; 
 
 My gracious Redeemer, my Saviour art Thou, 
 
 If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. 
 
 2 I lov e Thee, because Thou hast first loved 
 
 me. 
 
 And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree ; 
 
 I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy 
 brow ; 
 
 If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. 
 
 Used by per. of Baptist Publication F'viety* 
 
 3 Let sorrow do its work, 
 
 Send grief and pain ; 
 
 Sweet are Thy messengers, 
 
 Sweet their refrain, 
 
 When they can sing with me,— 
 More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
 
 More love to Thee ! 
 
 4 Then shall my latest breath 
 Whisper Thy praise ; 
 
 This be the parting cry 
 My heart shall raise, 
 
 This still its prayer shall be, 
 
 More love, O Christ, to Thee, 
 
 More love to Thee ! 
 
 Elizabeth P. Prentiss . 
 
 Angels to beckon me 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee! 
 
 4 Then with my waking thoughts 
 Bright with Thy praise, 
 
 Out of my stony griefs 
 Bethel I’ll raise; 
 
 So by my woes to be 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee! 
 
 5 Or if on joyful wing 
 Cleaving the sky, 
 
 Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
 Upwards I fly, 
 
 Still all my song shall be, 
 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee. 
 
 Sarah F. Adams. 
 
 3 I will love Thee in life, I will love Thee in 
 
 death, 
 
 And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me 
 breath; 
 
 And say when the death-dew lies cold on my 
 brow, 
 
 If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. 
 
 4 In mansions of glory and endless delight, 
 I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright; 
 
 I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my 
 brow, 
 
 If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. 
 
 A. J. Gordon, 
 
In&ex of first fines 
 
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 A mighty fortress is our God ... 36 
 Abide with me: fast falls the eventide 15 
 All hail the power of Jesus’ Name . 56 
 All hail the power of Jesus’ Name . 57 
 All people that on earth do dwell. . 4 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch ev’ry nerve 6 
 
 Before Jehovah’s awful throne ... 14 
 Blest be the tie that binds .... 22 
 
 Christ for the world we sing ... 44 
 Come, dearest Lord, descend and . 21 
 Come, Thou Almighty King . . . 11 
 
 Conquering kings their titles take . 60 
 
 Eternal Father, strong to save . . 54 
 
 Fight the good fight.33 
 
 Fling out the banner ! let it float .. . 47 
 For all the saints who from their . . 55 
 
 Forward ! be our watchword ... 48 
 From all that dwell below the skies . 4 
 
 From Greenland’s icy mountains . 46 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken . 20 
 God be with you till we meet again . 58 
 
 Hail to the Lord’s Anointed ... 51 
 
 He leadeth me.61 
 
 Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God ... 5 
 
 How firm a foundation, ye saints of . 18 
 How sweet the Name of Jesus ... 3 
 
 I need Thee every hour.61 
 
 In the cross of Christ I glory ... 61 
 
 Jesus calls us o’er the tumult ... 10 
 
 Jesus, Lover of my soul.62 
 
 Jesus shall reign where’er the sun . 49 
 
 Lead, kindly Light 
 Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass 29 
 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing . 25 
 Lord, speak to me, that I may speak 35 
 Lord, Thy word abideth.12 
 
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 Make me a captive, Lord . . . . 28 
 
 More love to Thee, O Christ ... 62 
 
 My country, ’tis of thee.45 
 
 My Jesus, I love Thee.62 
 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee.62 
 
 Now thank we all our God .... 34 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing . . 12 
 
 O Jesus, I have promised .... 38 
 O Lord of heaven and earth and sea 24 
 O Master, let me walk with Thee. . 9 
 
 O thou my soul, bless God the Lord 30 
 O where are kings and empires now 17 
 O Word of God Incarnate .... 53 
 On the mountain’s top appearing . 41 
 Onward, Christian soldiers .... 40 
 Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed 19 
 Our God, our Help in ages past . . 17 
 
 Praise God, from Whom all blessings 4 
 
 Rock of Ages.61 
 
 Saviour, again to Thy dear Name we 26 
 Saviour, sprinkle many nations . . 43 
 
 Spirit of God, descend upon my . . 27 
 
 Stand up, stand up for Jesus ... 51 
 Still with Thee, O my God .... 23 
 
 Take my life, and let it be . . . .37 
 
 Ten thousand times ten thousand . 8 
 
 The Church’s one Foundation ... 52 
 The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not . 31 
 The morning light is breaking . . 50 
 
 The Son of God goes forth to war . 16 
 “ The whole wide world for Jesus ” . 51 
 
 This is the day of light.22 
 
 Thou, Whose almighty word ... 42 
 
 We give Thee but Thine own ... 13 
 ' What a friend we have in Jesus . . 61 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross . 7 
 
 Ye Christian heralds, go proclaim . 39