1. The King of Love my
2. Where streams of living
3. Per-verse and fool-ish
4. In death's dark vale I fear

noth-ing lack if I am His where the verdant pas-tures grow, on His shoulder gent-ly laid, rod and staff my com-fort still,

too.

THE KING OF LOVE MY SHEPHERD IS.

139

"Dominus Regit Me."

REV. SIR HENRY WILLIAMS BAKER, (1821-1877) 1868. Rev. John Bacchus Dykes, (1823-1876) 1868.

5 Thou spread'st a table in my sight,
Thy unction grace bestoweth ;
And oh, what transport of delight
From Thy pure chalice floweth !

FAHA

3 If Christ is mine, unharmed I pass
Through death's dark dismal vale,
He'll be my comfort and my stay,
When heart and flesh shall fail.

A-men.

Shepherd is, Whose good-ness fail-eth nev - er; I water flow My ransomed soul He lead-eth, And oft I strayed, But yet in love He sought me, And no ill With Thee, dear Lord, be-side me; Thy

140

REV. HENRY HARBAUGH, (1817-1867) 1850.

4

JESUS, I LIVE "Lake Enon." S. M.

Garrett Colley Wellesley,
Lord Mornington, (1735-1781) 1760.

To live in Thee is bliss to me,
To die is endless rest.

TO THEE.
(Second Tune.)

4 Living or dying, Lord,

I ask but to be Thine;
My life in Thee, Thy life in me
Makes heaven for ever mine.

Isaac Baker Woodbury, (1819-1858)

14 1-4-1

-6A-men.

141

I WOULD LOVE THEE, GOD AND FATHER.
"Rhone." 8s. & 7s. D.
Rev. Walter Edmund Krebs, (1837-

4

1. I would love Thee, God and Father, My Redeemer and my King: 2. I would love Thee; may Thy brightness Dazzle my re joi-cing eyes;

) 1897.

I would love Thee; for, without Thee, Life is but a bitter thing.
I would love Thee; may Thy goodness Watch from heaven o'er all I prize.

I would love Thee; look up-on me, Ev er guide me with Thine eye:
I would love Thee, I have vowed it; On Thy love my heart is

set;

I would love Thee; if not nourished By Thy love, my soul would die.
While I love Thee, I will never My

Redeem-er's blood for get.

ROCK OF AGES, CLEFT FOR ME.

142

"Rock of Ages.” 7s. 6 lines.

REV. AUGUSTUS MONTAGUE TOPLADY, (1740–1778) 1776. Rev. John Bacchus Dykes, (1823-1876) 1872.

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Be of sin the dou-ble cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
All for sin could not a-tone, Thou must save, and Thou a-lone. A-men.

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3 Nothing in my hand I bring;
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to The for dress;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

4 While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyelids close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment-throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.