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HAPPINESS. 11s & 9s.
1. Oh! how happy are they, Who the Saviour o-bey, And have laid up their treasure above!
Tongue can never express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its ear
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1. On! how happy are they,
And have laid up their treasures above!
2. It was heaven below
3. O the rapturous height
As if filled with the fullness of God.
4. Then, all the day long,
And their song and their joy be the same.
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1. O THOU, in whose presence
On whom in affliction I call,
STILL WATER. 11s & 10s.
1. The Lord is
my Shep-herd, He makes me
tures in beauty are growing, He leads me
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2. He strengthens my spirit, He shows me the path,
Where the arms of His love shall enfold me,
And when I walk through the dark valley of death,
His rod and His staff will uphold me!
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1. O! TELL me, Thou life and delight of my soul,
Where the flock of Thy pasture are feeding;
2. O tell me the place where Thy flock are
Where the noontide will find them re
The tempest now rages, my soul is distress'd,
world and its woes, Where in peace the still waters are flowing.
3. O! why should I stray with the flocks of Thy foes,
'Mid the desert where now they are roving,
Where hunger and thirst, where affliction and woes,
And temptations their ruin are proving?
4. O! when shall my foes and my wandering
And the follies that fill me with weeping! Thou Shepherd of Israel, restore me that
I seek Thy protection, I need Thy control,
I would go where my Shepherd is leading 5. A voice from the Shepherd now bids thee
Thou dost give to the flock Thou art keeping.
By the way where the footprints are lying:
No longer to wander, no longer to mourn;
RETREAT. L. M.
1. From ev ery storm-y wind that blows, From ev-ery swell-ing tide
a calm, a sure re-treat, Tis found beneath the mer
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1. FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat, 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2. There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, A place of all on earth most sweet; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
3. There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend, Though sundered far, by faith we meet Around one common mercy-seat.
4. There, there, on eagle wings we soar,
5. Oh! let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold, and still, This throbbing heart forget to beat, If I forget the mercy-seat.
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1. ALL mortal vanities, be gone,
Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears;
2. Lo. He receives a sealed book
From Him that sits upon the throne! Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look
On dark decrees and things unknown!
3. All the assembling saints around
Fall worshiping before the Lamb, And in new songs of gospel sound
Address their honors to His name.
4. The joy, the shout, the harmony, Flies o'er the everlasting hills"Worthy art Thou alone," they cry,
"To read the book, to loose the seals."
5. Our voices join the heavenly strain,
And with transporting pleasure sing, "Worthy the Lamb, that once was slain, To be our Teacher and our King!"
735. L. M.
1. THE turf shall be my fragrant shrine; My temple, Lord, that arch of Thine; My censer's breath the mountain airs, And silent thoughts my only prayers. 2. My choir shall be the moon-lit waves, When murmuring homeward to their caves, Or when the stillness of the sea,
E'en more than music, breathes of Thee. 3. I'll seek, by day, some glade unknown, All light and silence, like Thy throne; And the pale stars shall be, at night, The only eyes that watch my rite.
4. Thy heaven, on which 'tis bliss to look, Shall be my pure and shining book, Where I can read, in words of flame, The glories of Thy wondrous name.
5. There's nothing bright, above, below,
6. There's nothing dark, below, above, But in its gloom I trace Thy love, And meekly wait that moment when Thy touch shall turn all bright again.
BOWDOIN. L. M.
1. Light of the soul! O, Sa-viour blest! Soon as
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2. Son of the Father! Lord most high!
3. Jesus is from the proud concealed, But evermore to babes revealed, Through Him, unto the Father be Glory and praise eternally.
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1. Nor seldom, clad in radiant vest, Deceitfully goes forth the morn; Not seldom evening in the west Sinks sweetly, smilingly forsworn.
breast, Darkness and guilt are put to flight, And all is sweetness and de-light.
738. L. M.
1. WHEN groves by moonlight silence keep, And winds the vexed waves release, And fields are hushed, and cities sleep,Lord, is not that the hour of peace? 2. When infancy at evening tries,
By turns to climb each parent's knees,
And hill and dale, its rich increase
Lord, is not that the hour of peace?
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1. FAR from my thoughts, vain world! be
2. My heart grows warm with holy fire,
In Thee Thy Father's glories shine:
QUITO. L. M.
1. Who is this fair one in dis-tress, That travels from the wilderness? And pressed with sorrows
and with sins, On her beloved
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2. This is the spouse of Christ our God,
3. "O let my name engraven stand,
Both on Thy heart, and on Thy hand;
4. "Stronger than death Thy love is known,
5. "But I am jealous of my heart,
Lest it should once from Thee depart;
6. "Come, my Beloved, haste away, Cut short the hours of Thy delay; Fly, like a youthful hart or roe, Over the hills where spices grow."
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1. BE still, my heart! these anxious cares
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2. Brought safely by His hand thus far, Why wilt thou now give place to fear?