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1 Он, could I speak the matchless worth,
Oh, could I sound the glories forth,
Which in my Saviour shine!
I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings,
And vie with Gabriel while he sings

In notes almost divine.

2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt,
My ransom from the dreadful guilt,
Of sin and wrath divine!
I'd sing his glorious righteousness,
In which all perfect, glorious dress
My soul shall ever shine.

3 I'd sing the characters he bears,
And all the forms of love he wears,
Exalted on his throne:

In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
I would to everlasting days

Make all his glories known.

4 Well-the delightful day will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face:

Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend,

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Triumphant in his grace.

Luke 10: 42.

1 Оn, that I could forever sit,
With Mary at the Master's feet!
Be this my happy choice,-
My only care, delight, and bliss,
My joy, my heaven on earth be this,
To hear the Bridegroom's voice!

2 Oh that I could, with favored John, Recline my weary head upon

The dear Redeemer's breast:
From care, and sin, and sorrow free,
Give me, O Lord! to find in thee
My everlasting rest!

3 God only knows the love of God;
Oh, that it now were shed abroad
In this poor stony heart!
For this I sigh; for thee I pine;
This only portion, Lord, be mine,
Be mine the better part!

1 JESUS, I love thee! thou dost know
How true my love, how deep my woe;
Almost too deep to bear!
But thou wilt guide me by thy hand,
Strong in thy strength I yet may stand,
Still resting in thy care.

2 Thou wilt not leave the weakest one;
Though every outward hope be gone,
I know that thou art nigh;
Man knows not what my sufferings are,
He cannot know; he would not care;
But thou art sympathy.

3 Thou wilt not let my footsteps fail,
Nor let me, journeying through this vale,
Bring on thy gospel shame;

Though naught is mine but sin and woe,
Yet in thy righteousness I go,
And triumph in thy name.

4 And when the bitter cup is past,
And when I sink in death at last,
It is to be with thee;

To come with thee in clouds of heaven, Ransomed, pure, holy, thine, forgiven, Ever to reign with thee.

1 COME join, ye saints, with heart and voice, Alone in Jesus to rejoice,

And worship at his feet;
Come, take his praises on your tongues,
And raise to him your thankful songs,
"In him ye are complete!"

2 In him, who all our praise excels,
The fullness of the Godhead dwells,
And all perfections meet:
The head of all celestial powers,
Divinely theirs, divinely ours;
"In him ye are complete!"

3 Still onward urge your heavenly way,
Dependent on him day by day,

His presence still entreat;
His precious name forever bless,
Your glory, strength and righteousness,
"In him ye are complete!"

4 Nor fear to pass the vale of death;
In his dear arms resign your breath,
He'll make the passage sweet;

1 FEAR not, O little flock, the foe
Who madly seeks your overthrow;
Dread not his rage and power;
What tho' your courage sometimes faints,
His seeming triumph o'er God's saints
Lasts but a little hour.

2 Be of good cheer; your cause belongs
To him who can avenge your wrongs;
Leave it to him, our Lord!
Though hidden yet from all our eyes,
He sees the Gideon that shall rise
To save us, and his word.

3 As true as God's own word is true, Not earth nor hell with all their crew Against us shall prevail;

A jest and by-word are they grown;
God is with us, we are his own,

Our victory cannot fail!

4 Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer!
Great Captain, now thine arm make bare,
Fight for us once again!
So shall thy saints and martyrs raise
A mighty chorus to thy praise,
World without end: Amen!

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1 AWAKE, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing the great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me: His loving-kindness, oh, how free! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall,

Yet loved me, notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate : His loving kindness, oh, how great! 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along: His loving-kindness, oh, how strong!

CRUSADER'S HYMN.

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1. Fair-est Lord Je-sus! 2. Fair are the meadows, 3. Fair is the sunshine,

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Where the noontide will find them reposing;

The tempest now rages, my soul is distressed,

And the pathway of peace I am losing. And why should I stray with the flocks of thy foes,

In the desert where now they are roving;

Where hunger and thirst, where contentions and woes.

And fierce conflicts their ruin are proving?

Ah, when shall my woes and my wandering cease,

And the follies that fill me with weeping!

O Shepherd of Israel, restore me that

peace,

1 Love divine, all love excelling,Joy of heaven, to earth come down! Fix in us thy humble dwelling,

All thy faithful mercies crown: Jesus! thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love thou art, Visit us with thy salvation,

Enter every trembling heart.

2 Breathe, oh, breathe thy loving Spirit
Into every troubled breast!
Let us all in thee inherit,

Let us find thy promised rest:
Come, almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy life receive!
Speedily return, and never,

Never more thy temples leave!
3 Finish then thy new creation,
Pure, unspotted may we be:
Let us see our whole salvation
Perfectly secured by thee!
Changed from glory into glory,

Till in heaven we take our place;
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.

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John 15: 4.

1 ALL is dying; hearts are breaking
Which to ours were closely bound;
And the lips have ceased from speaking
Which once uttered such sweet sound;
And the arms are powerless lying,

Which were our support and stay;
And the eyes are dim and dying,

Which once watched us night and day.
2 Everything we love and cherish
Hastens onward to the grave;
Earthly joys and pleasures perish,
And whate'er the world e'er gave.
All is fading, all is fleeing;

Earthly flames must cease to glow,
Earthly beings cease from being,
Earthly blossoms cease to blow.
3 Yet unchanged while all decayeth,
Jesus stands upon the dust;
Lean on me alone, he sayeth;
Hope and love, and firmly trust!
Oh, abide, abide with Jesus,

Who himself forever lives,
Who from death eternal frees us,
Yea, who life eternal gives!