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1 Let me go where they are going,
Who will evermore be blest;
Let me go, when Christ, my Saviour,
Comes to give his people rest:
I would see the jasper city,
Where the night comes nevermore,
I would stand amid the glory
On that ever-shining shore.
2 Let me go, for I am weary,

And my spirit longs for rest:
Let me go, for earth is dreary ;
I would be where all are blest.
Let me go when he shall gather
All his people unto him,
Where his glory shines forever,

And where eyes grow never dim.

3 Let me go where youth and beauty
Never fade, nor forms grow old;
Where the smile of love shall ever
Linger, and no look be cold.
Let me go when they are ransomed,
Who for Jesus gave up all;
Let me go and be immortal

When he comes, and them shall call.
4 Let me go through pearly portals,
With the throng that shall be there;
Let me join them in the chorus
They will sing in mansions fair.

I would be among the number
That shall gather near his throne;
I would hear him speak and tell me
He had chosen me his own.

1. I. LESLIE.

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Ventured on his faith-ful word,

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1 Ye who rose to meet the Lord,
Ventured on his faithful word,
Faint not now for your reward
Will be quickly given.
Faint not now, still watch and pray ;
Jesus will not long delay ;
Even now 'tis dawn of day;
Daystar shines from heaven.

2 Would ye evermore endure,
Keep the garment spotless, pure;
Claim the promise, ever sure-
Faithful is the Lord.

Let your lamps be burning bright;
In God's word is radiant light;
Walk by faith and not by sight-
Crowns are the reward.

3 Mid the darts of every foe,
Onward, fearless, onward go;
The good soldier's courage show-
On to victory!

"Let thine eyes be turned on me,"
Jesus says, "I'll rescue thee;
Overcome, and faithful be—

Thou shalt glory see."

4 Tokens now are in the sky, Angel voices, sòunding high, Echo there the mighty cry, "Jesus, claim thy own.' Saints on earth take up the strain, "Quickly come, O come to reign!" Heaven and earth resound, "Amen! Welcome to thy throne!"

E. C. PEARSON.

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1 Lonely and weary, by sorrows opprest,
Onward we hasten, with longings for rest;
Bidding adieu to the world, with its pride,
Longing to dwell by Immanuel's side.
But mid our pilgrimage, lo, on our eyes,
Visions of beauty and glory arise;

Visions of crowns which we hope soon to wear,
Visions of heaven!-O we long to be there!

2 There is the city in splendor sublime,
O how its turers and battlements shine!
Pearls are its portals surpassingly bright,
Jasper its walls, and the Lamb is its light.
Pathways of gold that fair city adorn,
Glittering with glory far brighter than morn;
Angels stand beckoning us onward to share
Glory unfading-we long to be there.

3 Rivers are gliding 'mid unfading trees,
Songs of the blessed are borne on the breeze;
Glory-gilt mountains resplendent are seen,
Valleys and hills clad in Eden-like green:
There shall the glory of God ever be,
Filling the earth as the waves fill the sea;
There shall the ransomed, immortal and fair,
Evermore dwell,-O we long to be there!

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