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By sins and fears opprest,
I turn me to my Rest again,
My soul's eternal Rest:

2 The Lamb that died for me,
And still my load doth bear,
To Jesus' streaming wounds I flee,
And find my quiet there.

3 Jesus, was ever grief,

Was ever love like Thine?
Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief,
Thy life hath ransom'd mine.

4 Oh, may I rise with Thee,
And soar to things above,
And spend a blest eternity
In praise of dying Love.

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NEED Thee, precious Jesus,
For I am full of sin;

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My soul is dark and guilty,
My heart is dead within:
I need the cleansing fountain
Where I can always flee,
The blood of Christ most precious,
The sinner's perfect plea.

2 I need Thee, blessed Jesus,
For I am very poor;

A stranger and a pilgrim,
I have no earthly store:

I need the love of Jesus

To cheer me on my way,
To guide my doubting footsteps,
To be my strength and stay.

8 I need Thee, blessed Jesus,
And hope to see Thee soon,
Encircled with the rainbow,
And seated on Thy throne !
There, with Thy blood-bought children,
My joy shall ever be,

To sing Thy praise, Lord Jesus,
To gaze, my Lord, on Thee!

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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,
And hellish darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all.

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest;
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

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'M not ashamed to own my Lord,
Or to defend His cause,
Maintain the honor of His word,
The glory of His cross.

2 Jesus, my God! I know His name-
His name is all my trust;
Nor will He put my soul to shame,
Nor let my hope be lost.

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3 Firm as His throne His promise stands, And He can well secure

What I've committed to his hands,
Till the decisive hour.

4 Then will He own my worthless name
Before His Father's face,

And in the new Jerusalem
Appoint my soul a place.

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YENTLY, Lord, oh, gently lead us
Through this lonely vale of tears;
Through the changes Thou 'st decreed us,
Till our last great change appears:
When temptation's darts assail us,
When in devious paths we stray,
Let Thy goodness never fail us;
Lead us in Thy perfect way.

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.

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And when mortal life is ended,
Bid us on Thy bosom rest;
Till by angel-bands attended
We awake among the blesti

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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
For all His children suffer here.

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UIDE me, O Thou great Jehovahı!

I am weak, but Thou art mighty,
Hold me with Thy powerful hand·
Bread of heaven,

Feed me till I want no more.

2 Open Thou the crystal fountain

Whence the healing streams do flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar

Lead me all my journey through:
Strong Deliv'rer,

Be Thou still my Strength and Shield.

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;

Death of death! and hell's Destruction!
Land me safe on Canaan's side:

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Songs of praises
I will ever give to Thee.

JEB

6s & 8s.

EHOVAH is our strength,
And He shall be our song;
We shall o'ercome at length,
Although our foes be strong;
In vain doth Satan then oppose,
The Lord is stronger than His foes.

2 The Lord our refuge is,

And ever will remain;
Since He hath made us His,
He will our cause maintain :
In vain our enemies oppose,
For God is stronger than His foes.

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,
For God is stronger than His foes.

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