No. 150. DOING HIS WILL. Mrs. C. H. MORRIS. 1. Just to trust in the Lord, just to lean on his word, Just to feel I am 2. When my way darkest seems, when are blighted my dreams, Just to feel that the 3. Then my heart will be light, then my path will be bright, If I've Jesus for Just to walk by his side with his Spir- it to guide, Just to No. 151. THERE IS A GREEN HILL FAR AWAY. CECIL F. ALEXANDER. #6 Moderato. GEO. C. STEBBINS. By per. 2. 1. There is a green hill far a- way, Without a city wall; 3. We may not know, we can- not tell, What pains he had to He died that we might be forgiv'n, He died to make us 4. There was no other good enough To pay the price of bear; good, sin; Where the dear Lord was cru ci-fied, Who died to save us all. But we believe it was for us CHORUS. Oh, dear - ly, dear - ly has he loved, And we must love him, too; rit. And trust in his re- deeming blood, And try his works to do. this is my song, Praising my Sav-iour all the day long; This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Sav-iour all the day long. No. 153. BLESSED HOUR OF PRAYER. "_went into the temple at the hour of prayer."-Acts 3: 1. FANNY J. CROSBY. W. H. DOANE. 1. 'Tis the b bb-4 blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend, And we blessed hour of prayer, when the Saviour draws near, With a blessed hour of prayer, when the tempted and tried To the blessed hour of prayer; trusting him, we be- lieve That the gather to Jesus, our Saviour and friend; If we come to him in ten- der compassion his children to hear; When he tells us we may Saviour who loves them their sorrow con- fide; With a sympathiz - ing blessing we're needing we'll surely receive; In the fullness of this |