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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 need Thee every hour;
Teach me Thy will;
And Thy rich promises
In me fulfill.-REF.

I need Thee every hour,
Most Holy One;

O, make me Thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son!-REF.
ANNIE S. HAWKS, 1872.

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.
REFRAIN.

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

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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.

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. KATHERINE HANKEY, 1870.

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.

REFRAIN.

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! -REF

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.

ELIZABETH CODNER, 1860.

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118. Tune-"Adeste Fideles"-No. 81. How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,

Is laid for your faith in His excellent word!

What more can He say than to you He hath said,

To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled ?

"Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,

For I am thy God, I will still give thee aid;

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,

Upheld by my gracious, omnipotent hand.

"When through the deep waters I call thee to go,

The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow; For I will be with thee thy trials to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

"When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,

My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;

The flame shall not hurt thee: I only design

Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

"E'en down to old age all My people

362
"Battle Hymn of the Republic."
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the
coming of the Lord;

He is trampling out the vintage where
the grapes of wrath were stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of
His terrible, swift sword;
His truth is marching on.

REFRAIN.

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! Our God is marching on!

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;

He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat;

O be swift, my soul, to answer Him? be jubilant, my feet;

Our God is marching on.-REF.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,

With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me ;

As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,

While God is marching on.—REF.

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.

EDWARD A. COLLIER, 1893.

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.

370 Tune-"Salzburg"-No 23. 88. 78. & 48. 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 :||

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,
:We shall surely:||

Reign with Christ in endless day.
JOHN FAWCETT, 1774.