Fading, still fading, the last beam is shin-ing;

day

is de-clin-ing. Safety and in-nocence fly

with the light, Temp-ta-tion and

danger walk forth with the night. From the fall of the shade till the morning bells

ΕΙ

chime, Shield me from dan-ger, save me from crime. Father, have mer-cy, Fa-ther, have

2 Father in Heaven! O, hear when we call;
Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all.
Feeble and fainting, we trust in Thy might;

In doubting and darkness, Thy love be our light.
Let us sleep on Thy breast when the night taper burns,
Wake in Thy arms when morning returns. Father, etc.

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SHINING SHORE 8, 7, D.

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George F. Root

O3

My days are gliding swift-ly by, And I, a pil-grim stranger, Would not de

tain them as they fly, Those hours of toil and dan ger; For O, we stand on

Jor-dan's strand, Our friends are passing over; And just before, the shining shore

We may almost dis-cov - er. A-MEN.

d.

3 Should coming days be cold and dark,
We need not cease our singing;
That perfect rest nought can molest,
Where golden harps are ringing.
For O, we, etc.

2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,

Our distant home discerning;

Our absent Lord has left us word,

Let every lamp be burning:

For O, we, etc.

Each chord on earth to sever :

Our King says, Come, and there's our home,
Forever, O, forever!

For O, we, etc.

David Nelson

CHRISTIAN VICTOR

Joseph Barnby

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O Thou, who art inspiring My yearn- ing and de sir

ing, And