168 Having loved His own which were in the world, He loved them unto the end.—JOHN xiii. 1. f 1 'VE found a Friend; O such a Friend! | f 3 I've found a Friend; O such a Friend! He loved me ere I knew Him; He drew me with the cords of love, mf2 I've found a Friend; O such a Friend! He bled, He died to save me; And not alone the gift of life, Nought that I have my own I call, I hold it for the Giver; My heart, my strength, my life, my all, All power to Him is given, To guard me on my onward course, And bring me safe to heaven: The eternal glories gleam afar, To nerve my faint endeavour; So now to watch, to work, to war; And then to rest for ever! 4 I've found a Friend; O such a Friend, From Him who loves me now so well What power my soul can sever? Shall life, or death, or earth, or hell? No! I am His for ever. J. G. Small. 172 f1 MIGH May a mortal sing Thy name? Lord of men as well as angels, Thou art every creature's theme! 2 Lord of every land and nation, mf 3 For the grandeur of Thy nature, Works with skill and kindness wrought: |