burdens alone; In my dis-tress he kind-ly will help me; He ev-er passionate Friend; If I but ask him, he will de- liv - er, Make of my burdens to bear; I must tell Je - sus, I must tell Je - sus; He all my tempted to sin! I must tell Jesus, And he will help me Over the Jesus! I must tell Jesus! Je-sus can help me, Je-sus a - lone. Copyright. 1993, by The Hoffman Music Co. By per. Henry Date, owner. No. 45. L. E. J. THERE IS POWER IN THE BLOOD. L. E. JONES. 4 1. Would you be free from your bur- den of sin? There's pow'r in the blood, 2. Would you be free from your passion and pride? There's pow'r in the blood, 3. Would you be whit- er, much whiter than snow? There's pow'r 'n the blood, 4. Would you do service for Jesus your King? There's pow'r in the blood, to ry win? va- ry's tide, giv- ing flow, to sing? pow'r in the blood; Would you o'cr e - vil a vic CHORUS. There's won- der- ful pow'r in the blood. There is pow'r, pow'r, There is pow'r, pow'r, pow'r, wonder-working pow'r In the precious blood of the Lamb. There is pow'r, . No. 46. THE BETTER LAND. "A better country, that is an heavenly."-Heb. 11: 16. GURDON ROBINS, arr. DANIEL B. TOWNER. 3 1. There is a land mine eye hath seen In visions of enraptured thought, 2. A land up on whose blissful shore There rests no shad-ow, falls no stain; 3. Its skies are not like earth-ly skies, With va-rying hues of shade and light; 4. There sweeps no des-o la ting wind A-cross the calm, se-rene a bode. So bright, that all which spreads between Is with its ra-diant glories fraught. And those long parted meet again. No. 47. SINGING ON THE WAY. W. H. B. W. H. BROWN. 1. On the good old road that our fathers trod, Singing on the way, halle2. Tho' temptations come I will trust the Lord, Singing on the way, halle3. I will meet the friends who have gone before, Singing on the way, halle4. It will not be long if my faith be strong, Singing on the way, halle jah! To a cit y whose build-er and mak · er is God, in his word, jah In that bright, summer land where we'll part nevermore, jah! When I'll join in the song of the heav en - ly throng, CHORUS. Singing on the way, hal-le- lu- jah! Praise the Lord, what & joy is mine Hal- le lu- jah, I've a peace di- vine! 'Round my |