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REV. A. B. SIMPSON.

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"TIS SO SWEET TO WALK WITH JESUS.

Stepping in His very foot-prints, Walking with Him all the way. Following closely where He leads us, None can hurt and naught can harm. Heights I have not wings to soar to, Step by step my feet can climb. Step-ping in His very foot-prints, Walking with Thee all the way.

1. 'Tis so sweet to walk with Jesus, Step by step and
2. 'Tis so safe to walk with Jesus, Leaning hard up
3. Step by step I'll walk with Jesus, Just a moment
4. Jesus keep me closer, closer, Step by step and day by day;

Step by step, step by step,

day by day;
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I would walk with Jesus;

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REV. ROBERT F. SEMPLE.

I HEAR A VOICE, "TIS SOFT AND SWEET.
"Vox Salvatoris."

1. I hear a voice, 'tis soft and sweet, It bids my sin-sick soul rejoice;
2. When weary with my load of guilt, I'll not for- get that "Christ is all;
3. My soul is troub-led like the sea, The sur-ging bil-lows roll a-round;

My Savior's voice.
How glad the call!
How blest the sound!

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The same was heard in Sa-lem's street, And in the mountain's cool retreat,
For me His precious blood was spilt; He sweetly says, "Come, if thou wilt;"
But He who calmed far Galilee Doth kind-ly say, "Peace be to thee;"

Beardsley Van De Water.

REFRAIN.

Used by permission of The Century Co.

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Sweeter than chim-ing bells, Softer than evening

The voice that tells of par don-par-don, peace and heaven.

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KIND WORDS CAN NEVER DIE.
"Clifton."

ABIGAIL HUTCHINSON, (1821-1892)

1. Kind words can nev-er die, Cher-ished and blest; God knows how deep they lie, 2. Sweet thoughts can nev-er die, Though, like the flowers, Their brightest hues may fly Our souls can nev-er die, Though in the tomb We may all have to lie,

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Abigail Hutchinson, (1821-1892)

Stored in the breast; Like childhood's simple rhymes, Said o'er a thousand times, In wintry hours. But when the gentle dew Gives them their charms anew, Wrapped in its gloom. What though the flesh decay, Souls pass in peace a way,

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Ay, in all years and climes Distant and near. Kind words can never die, added hue They bloom again. Sweet thoughts can nev-er die, ter-nal day With Christ above. Our souls can nev-er die,

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nev-er die,

Nev-er die, nev-er die, Kind words can
Nev-er die, nev-er die, Sweet thoughts can nev-er die,
Nev-er die, nev-er die, Our souls can

nev-er die,

Note.-In the first edition this hymn is No. 192.

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