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What seems, each time I tell it,

More wonderfully sweet. I love to tell the story ;

For some have never heard The message of salvation

From God's own holy word.-REF.

Tune-"Every Hour."

P. M. I need Thee every hour,

Most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine
Can peace afford.

I need Thee, O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee;
O bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee.
I need Thee every hour;

Stay Thou near by ;
Temptations lose their power

When Thou art nigh.-REF.
I need Thee every hour,

In joy or pain ;
Come quickly and abide,

Or life is vain.-REF.

I love to tell the story ;

For those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting

To hear it like the rest.
And when, in scenes of glory,

I sing the new, new song, 'Twill be the old, old story That I have loved so long.-REF.


360 Tune—“Even Me.88.78. & 38. Lord, I hear of showers of blessing,

Thou art scattering full and free; Showers, the thirsty land refreshing;

Let some droppings fall on me.

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 ;
0, make me Thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son !-REF.



Even me, even me,
Let some droppings fall on me.

Pass me not, O gracious Father,

Sinful though my heart may be ; Thou might'st leave me, but the rather

Let Thy mercy light on me.-REF.

Pass me not, O tender Savior,

Let me live and cling to Thee;
For I'm longing for Thy favor;
Whilst Thou’rt calling, O call me!



78. & 68. D.
Tune-“Bowdler"-No. 257.
I love to tell the story

Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory,

Of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story,

Because I know 'tis true;
It satisfies my longings
As nothing else can do.

I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story

Of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story ;

'Tis pleasant to repeat

Pass me not, O mighty Spirit,

Thou canst make the blind to see ; Witnesser of Jesus' merit,

Speak the word of power to me.-REF.

Love of God, so pure and changeless;

Blood of Christ, so rich and free ; Grace of God, so strong and boundless ; Magnify it all in me.--REF.


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O could we make our doubts remove,

These gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love

With unbeclouded eyes ; Could we but climb where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o’er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold


S. M. Blest be the tie that binds

Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds

Is like to that above.


Should fright us from the shore.


Before our Father's throne

We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,

Our comforts and our cares.

We share our mutual woes,

Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows

The sympathizing tear.


When we asunder part,

It gives us inward pain; But we shall still be joined in heart,

And hope to meet again.

This glorious hope revives

Our courage by the way ; While each in expectation lives,

And longs to see the day.

From sorrow, toil and pain,

And sin, we shall be free; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity.



83. & 78. D. Tune-"Nettleton"-No. 288. Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,

Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise : Teach me some melodious sonnet,

Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount-I'm fixed upon it,

Mount of God's unchanging love.

78. & 68. D. Tune—“Ewing”-No. 221. There is a wondrous river,

Whose living waters flow
As bright and clear as crystal :

Life-giving as they go.
Beneath the throne eternal

Those living waters spring,The throne of God, our Father,

And of the Lamb, our King.

Where'er this river cometh,

It maketh all things live; And to the faint and weary

Doth sweet refreshment give. And every one that thirsteth,

Yea, all ye sons of men, May freely drink, and never,

No, never thirst again. No heat doth ever parch it,

Nor cold its waters lock, It is no desert-vision

Which doth the thirsty mock. Life, healing, cleansing, comfort,

None seeketh here in vain, While God, its fountain fullness,

Doth still His throne maintain.

This wondrous crystal river,

May we, O Lord, behold Within Thy holy city,

Amid its streets of gold !
And see, in beauty blooming,

On that side and on this,
The tree of life that yieldeth
Its twelvefold fruits of bliss.


Here I raise my Ebenezer,

Hither by Thy help I'm come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,

Safely to arrive at home.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,

Wand’ring from the fold of God; He to rescue me from danger,

Interposed His precious blood. Oh! to grace how great a debtor,

Daily I'm constrained to be! Let that grace now, like a fetter,

Bind my wandering heart to Thee ; Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it

Prone to leave the God I loveHere's my heart-o take and seal it ; Seal it from Thy courts above.

ROBERT ROBINSON, 1757. 870 Tune-"Salzburg”-No 23. 88.78. & 18. Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing,

Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, Thy love possessing,

Triumph in redeeming grace ;

1:0 refresh us, :)

Traveling thro’ this wilderness.

Thanks we give and adoration,

For Thy Gospel’s joyful sound; May the fruits of Thy salvation

In our hearts and lives abound; 1: May Thy presence : 1

With us evermore be found.

So, whene'er the signal's given,

Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven,

Glad the summons to obey, 1:We shall surely:

Reign with Christ in endless day.


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