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1 My God, is any hour so sweet, from blush of | morn till evening star, As that which calls me to thy feet, the | hour of prayer-the hour of prayer. 2 Then is my strength by thee renewed, then are my | sins by thee forgiven; Then thou dost cheer my solitude with | hopes of heaven with hopes of heaven. 3 (No words can tell what sweet relief, there for my | every want I find;
What strength for warfare, balm for grief, what | peace of mind what peace of
4 Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear; my spirit | seems in heaven to stay; And ev'n the penitential tear is | wiped away-is wiped away.
5 Lord! till I reach that blissful shore, no privi- | lege so dear shall be,
1 WHEN winds are raging o'er the upper ocean,
2 Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests dieth,
3 So to the heart that knows thy love, O Purest !
4 Far, far away, the roar of passion dieth,
And loving thoughts rise | calm and peacefully,
5 O rest of rests! O
I Need Thee Every Hour.
I NEED thee every hour,
I need thee, oh! I need thee; Every hour I need thee;
O bless me now, my I come to thee.
I need thee every hour;
I need thee every hour,
I need thee every hour; Teach me thy will, And thy rich promises In me fulfill.—Ref.
I need thee every hour, Most Holy One;
Oh, make me thine indeed.
The Precious Name.
1 TAKE the name of Jesus with you,
Precious name, O how sweet!
2 Take the name of Jesus ever,
As a shield from every snare ;
3 Oh! the precious name of Jesus;
4 At the name of Jesus bowing,
When our journey is complete.
Welcome to Glory.
1 O, WHEN I shall sweep thro' the gates!
Welcome home! welcome home!
2 When from Calvary's mount I rise,
And pass through the portals above, Will shouts, Welcome home to the skies! Resound through the regions of love? Cho.
3 Yes! loved ones who knew me below,
In chorus will hail me, I know,
4 The beautiful gates will unfold,
The home of the blood-washed I'll
The city of saints I'll behold!
5 A sinner made whiter than snow,
2 Be thou near us, blessed Saviour,
Kindle in us heaven's own flame.
Let that song thine impress bear.
The Lost Sheep.
1 THERE were ninety and nine that safely lay
In the shelter of the fold:
But one was out on the hills away,
Far off from the gates of goldAway on the mountains wide and bare, Away from the tender Shepherd's care. 2 "Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine;
Wideness of God's Mercy.
1 THERE's a wideness in God's mercy,
He is calling, "Come to me;"
Are they not enough for Thee ?"
But the Shepherd made answer, "This 3 For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man's mind; And the heart of the Eternal
Has wandered away from me ; And although the road be rough and steep,
Is most wonderfully kind.-Refr.
I go to the desert to find my sheep."
There's no place where earthly sorrows
3 But none of the ransomed ever knew
'Ere he found his sheep that was lost; Out in the desert he heard it's cry, Sick, and helpless, and ready to die. 4 "Lord, whence are those blood drops all the way
That mark out the mountain's track?"
They were shed for one who had gone astray,
4 But we make his love too narrow
With a zeal he will not own.-Refr.
Come, but come not doubting thus, Come with faith that trusts more freely His great tenderness for us.-Refr.
6 If our love were but more simple
We should take him at his word;
"Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent and torn ?"
"They are pierced to-night by many a thorn."
'Ere the Shepherd could bring him 1 0 THINK of a home over there,
By the side of the river of light, Where the saints all immortal and fair, Are robed in their garments of white. Over there, over there,
O think of the home over there.