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894 John 17. 4.
1 HOLY Saviour! Friend unseen!
Since on Thine arm Thou bidst me lean, Help me throughout life's varying scene,
By faith to cling to Thee. 2 Blest with this fellowship divine,
Take what Thou wilt, I'll ne'er repine:
My soul would cling to Thee.
Here has she found her place of rest,
While she can cling to Thee, 4 Without a murmur, I dismiss
My former dreams of earthly bliss,
Each hour to cling to Thee.
And earthly friends and joys remove,
Still would I cling to Thee. 6 Oft when I seem to tread alone
Some barren waste, with thorns o'ergrown
Whispers, “ Still cling to Me." 7 Though faith and hope may long be tried,
I ask not, need not aught beside;
The soul that clings to Thee! 8 They fear not Satan, nor the grave;
They feel Thee near, and strong to save :
9 Blest is my lot--whate'er befall;
What can disturb me-who appal ? While as my Strength, my Rock, my All,
Saviour! I cling to Thee. 895 1 Thess. iv. 17.
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dust; Soon and for ever our union shall be, Made perfect and glorious, Redeemer, with
Thee, When the sins and the sorrows of time
shall be o'er; Its pangs and its partings remembered no
more; Where life cannot fail, and where death
cannot sever, Christians with Christ shall be soon and
for ever. 2 Soon and for ever the breaking of day, Shall drive all the night clouds of sorrow
away: Soon and for ever we'll see as we're seen, And learn the deep meaning of things
that have been. When fightings without us, and fears from
within, Shall weary no more in the warfare of sin ; Where tears, and where fears, and where
death shall be-never, Christians with Christ shall be soon and
for ever. 3 Soon and for ever the work shall be done,
The warfare accomplished, the victory won, Soon and for ever the soldier lay down His sword for a harp, and his cross for a Then droop not in sorrow, despair not in
fear, A glorious to-morrow is brightening, is
near; When-blessed reward of each faithful
endeavour ! Christians with Christ shall be soon and
Rev. vii. 13, 14. P. M. 1 EAR no more the clanking chain;
For stripes, and weariness, and pain,
The eternal rest is given. 2 Fear no more the torturer's hand,
Nor the dungeon dark that bound thee; The loving angels round thee stand,
And lightning wings surround thee. 3 Fear no more the winter's cold;
That home it entereth never.
And walk in white for ever.
In the mortal strife betray thee.
2 Tim. iv. 6. L. M. LOGAN. 1 WE hour of my departure's come,
I hear the voice that calls me home; At last, O Lord, let trouble cease,
And let Thy servant die in peace. 2 The race appointed I have run ;
The combat's o'er, the prize is won:
3 Not in mine innocence I trust;
I bow before Thee in the dust;
I look for mercy at Thy throne.
I give my spirit to Thy hand :
898 John v. 28, 29. 8.8.6. C. WESLEY.
To Thee, against myself, to Thee,
A worm of earth, I cry;
A sinner born to die !
2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land,
Or shuts me up in hell.
Eternal things impress :
And wake to righteousness. 4 Before me place, in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous
day; When Thou with clouds shalt come, To judge the nations at Thy bar; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there,
To meet a joyful doom?
5 Be this my one great business here,
Eternal bliss to ensure :
And to the end endure.
And reign with Thee above;
And everlasting love.
Rev. iv. 8. P. M. HEBER
! Gratefully adoring, our songs shall
rise to Thee.
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity. 2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around
the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before
Thee, Who wast, and art, and evermore shalt be. 3 Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness
hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory
may not see; Only Thou art holy : there is none beside
Thee Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! Al Thy works shall praise Thy name, in
earth, and sky, and sea : Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and Mighty ! God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity!