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1 Draw near my soul to Calv'ry, Thy Saviour see;

Hear now his plaintive cry,

Breathed there for thee.

On him thy sin was laid;
His blood thy debt has paid;
The cross thy peace hath made;
He died for thee.

2 Fount of all peace and cleansing,
By thee made whole;
Saviour, I yield my heart,—
Reign in my soul.

As thou hast suffered long,
Thy love shall be my song;
While with the blood-bought throng
Blest ages roll.

3 Come thou, O Prince and Saviour, We wait for thee;

No more shall sorrow's crown

Thy garland be.

But crowns of empire own,

Thy universal throne,

All sin and pain unknown

Eternally.

F. L. PIPER.

2 Behold! his arms extended wide,
On the cross, on the cross;
Behold! his bleeding hands and side,
On the cross, on the cross.
The sun withholds its rays of light,
The heav'ns are cloth'd in shades of night,
While Jesus doth with devils fight,

On the cross, on the cross.

3 Where'er I go, I'll tell the story
Of the cross, of the cross;
In nothing else my soul shall glory,
Save the cross, save the cross.
Yes, this my constant theme shall be,
Through time and in eternity,
That Jesus suffered death for me,
On the cross, on the cross.

4 Let every mourner come and cling
To the cross, to the cross;
Let every Christian come and sing
Round the cross, round the cross.
Here let the preacher take his stand,
And with the Bible in his hand,
Proclaim the triumphs of the Lamb
On the cross, on the cross.

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1 Behold, the Saviour comes with clouds; Lo, he comes! lo, he comes! Around him throng angelic crowds;

Lo, he comes! lo, he comes ! Now every eye the King shall see, Who groaned and died on Calvary, While sinners wail in agony,

When he comes, when he comes. 2 He who for us the cross did bearLo, he comes! lo, he comes ! .

His many diadems to wear;

Lo, he comes! lo, he comes ! O while his foes grow pale with fear, May I rejoice to see him near, And rise to meet him in the air,

When he comes, when he comes.