2 Jesus, who gave Himself for you,
Upon the cross to die,

Opens to you His sacred heart;
Oh, to that heart draw nigh.

3 Ye hear how kindly He invites ;
Ye hear His words so blest,-
"All ye that labour, come to Me,
And I will give you rest."

4 O Jesus, Joy of saints on high,
Thou Hope of sinners here,
Attracted by those loving words,
To Thee I lift my prayer.

5 Wash Thou my wounds in that dear blood
Which forth from Thee doth flow;
New grace, new hope inspire, a new
And better heart bestow.

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LMIGHTY Father, God of grace,
A We all, like sheep astray,

In folly from Thy paths have turned,
Each to his sinful way.

2 Sins of omission and of act

Through all our lives abound:
Alas! in thought and word and deed,
No health in us is found.

3 Oh spare us, Lord, in mercy spare ;

Our contrite souls restore,

Through Him who suffered on the cross,
And man's transgressions bore.

4 And grant, O Father, for His sake,
That we, through all our days,
A just and godly life may lead,
To Thine eternal praise.

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S to Thy cross, dear Lord, we flee,
And plead to be forgiven,

So let Thy life our pattern be,

And form our souls for heaven.

2 Help us, through good report and ill,
Our daily cross to bear,

Like Thee to do our Father's will,
Our brethren's griefs to share.

3 Let grace our selfishness expel,
Our earthliness refine,

And kindness in our bosoms dwell,
As free and true as Thine.

4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly,
And grief's dark day come on,
We, in our turn, would meekly cry,
66 Father, Thy will be done!"

5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife,
Forgiving and forgiven,

Oh may we lead the pilgrim's life,
And follow Thee to heaven!

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AS, when the weary traveller gain

The height of some o'erlooking hill,
His heart revives, if o'er the plains
He eyes his home, though distant still

2 Thus, when the Christian pilgrim views
By faith his mansion in the skies,
The sight his fainting strength renews,
And wings his speed to reach the prize.

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3 The thought of home his spirit cheers; No more he grieves for trouble past, Nor any future trial fears,

So he may safe arrive at last.

4 'Tis there, he says, I am to dwell
With Jesus in the realms of day;
Then I shall bid my cares farewell,
And He shall wipe my tears away.
5 Jesus, on Thee our hope depends,
To lead us on to Thine abode ;
Assured our home will make amends
For all our toil while on the road.

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EHOLD the Lamb of God!
O Thou for sinners slain,

Let it not be in vain

That Thou hast died:

Thee for my Saviour let me take,
My only refuge let me make

Thy pierced side.

Behold the Lamb of God!
Into the sacred flood

Of Thy most precious blood
My soul I cast :

Wash me and make me clean within,
And keep me pure from every sin,
Till life be past.

Behold the Lamb of God!

All hail, Incarnate Word,

Thou everlasting Lord,

Saviour most blest;

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Fill us with love that never faints,
Grant us with all Thy blessèd saints
Eternal rest.

Behold the Lamb of God!
Worthy is He alone,

That sitteth on the throne
Of God above;

One with the Ancient of all days,
One with the Comforter in praise,
All light and love.

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LESSED Lord, who Thee receive,

BL Who in Thee begin to live,

Day and night they cry to Thee,
"As Thou art, so let us be."
2 Fix, oh fix, each wavering mind,
To Thy cross our spirits bind;
Earthly passions far remove,
Perfect all our souls in love.
3 Dust and ashes though we be,
Full of guilt and misery;
Make us Thine, O Son of God,
Wash us in Thy precious blood.
4 Boundless wisdom, power Divine,
Love unspeakable are Thine;
Praise by all to Thee be given,
Sons of earth and hosts of heaven.

BLES

S. M.

LEST are the pure in heart,
For they shall see our God:
The secret of the Lord is theirs,
Their soul is Christ's abode.

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The Lord, who left the heavens
Our life and peace to bring,
To dwell in lowliness with men,
Their Pattern and their King;
He to the lowly soul

Doth still Himself impart;

And for His dwelling and His throne
Chooseth the pure in heart.

4 Lord, we Thy presence seek;
May ours this blessing be;

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Give us a pure and lowly heart,
A temple meet for Thee.
All glory, Lord, to Thee,

Whom heaven and earth adore,
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One God for evermore.

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7.7.7.7.

RETHREN, let us join to bless Christ, the Lord our righteousness; Let our praise to Him be given, High at God's right hand in heaven. 2 Son of God, to Thee we bow: Thou art Lord, and only Thou; Thou the blessed Virgin's Seed, Glory of Thy Church, and Head. 3 Thee the angels ceaseless sing; Thee we praise, our Priest and King; Worthy is Thy name of praise, Full of glory, full of grace. 4 May we follow and adore Thee, our Saviour, evermore ; Guide and bless us with Thy love, Till we join Thy saints above.