S.M. 381. [N weariness and pain, IN By sins and fears opprest, 2 The Lamb that died for me, 3 Jesus, was ever grief, Was ever love like Thine? 4 Oh, may I rise with Thee, NEED Thee, precious Jesus, 7s & 6s. My soul is dark and guilty, 2 I need Thee, blessed Jesus, A stranger and a pilgrim, I need the love of Jesus To cheer me on my way, 8 I need Thee, blessed Jesus, To sing Thy praise, Lord Jesus, 383 (466). HEN I can read my title clear WHEN W To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul C. M 384 (923). I' 'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 2 Jesus, my God! I know His name- C.M. 3 Firm as His throne His promise stands, And He can well secure What I've committed to his hands, 4 Then will He own my worthless name And in the new Jerusalem 385. 8s & 78. GENTU 2 In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear. 386. And when mortal life is ended, L. M. H, deem not they are blest alone, Whose lives a peaceful tenor keep; For God, who pities man, hath shown A blessing for the eyes that weep. 2 The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears; And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years. 3 There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief may bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light. 4 Nor let the good man's trust depart, Though life its common gifts deny; Though with a pierced and broken heart And spurn'd of men he goes to die. 5 For God has mark'd each sorrowing day, And number'd every secret tear, And heaven's long age of bliss shall pay 387 (455). G 8s, 7s & 4. UIDE me, O Thou great Jehovahı! I am weak, but Thou art mighty, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open Thou the crystal fountain Whence the healing streams do flow; Lead me all my journey through: Be Thou still my Strength and Shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Death of death! and hell's Destruction! 388. Songs of praises JEB 6s & 8s. EHOVAH is our strength, 2 The Lord our refuge is, And ever will remain; 3 The Lord our portion is, What can we wish for more? As long as we are His, We never can be poor: In vain do earth and hell oppose, |