The Sunday School Hymnal

181

MRS. FANNY JANE (CROSBY) VAN ALSTYNE, (1823

COME, OH, COME, WITH THY BROKEN HEART.

"Tiryus."

[merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small]

FINE.

周

Waiting to give thee rest;
List to the earnest call,
Come and be saved by grace;

26

Copyright, 1896, by Theo. E. Perkins.

Note.-In the first edition this hymn is No. 184.

D. C. for Refrain.

香味

Why wilt thou walk where shadows fall? Come to His loving breast. Leave at the cross thy bur- den now, Jesus will bear it all. Come, for He loves to clasp thee now, Close in His dear embrace.

[merged small][ocr errors][subsumed][merged small][subsumed][subsumed]

N

thee; Thou hast wandered far a-way, But He's call-ing now for thee.

Used by per. of The John Church Co., owners of the Copyright.

Note.-In the first edition this hymn is No. 181.

3. Is there di
4. If I

1. Art thou wear y, art
2. Hath He marks to lead
a - dem

find Him, if

183

ART THOU WEARY, ART THOU LANGUID?

"Stephanos." 8. 5. 8. 3.

ST. STEPHEN, THE SABAITE, (725-794)
Rev. Sir Henry Williams Baker, (1821-1877) 1860.
TR. BY REV. JOHN MASON NEALE, (1818-1866) 1862. Ar. by William Henry Monk, (1823-1889) 1861.

Philip P. Bliss, (1838-1876)

[merged small][merged small][ocr errors]

[ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small]

1. Come to Je-sus! come a - way; For - sake thy sins, oh, why de - lay? 2. Come to Je-sus! sin no more, But on thy bend-ed knees im - plore, 3. Come to Je-sus! cling to Him, Hark! how He calls“ Come un-to Me!

4 4

His arms are 0 - pen night and day, He waits to welcome thee.
And knock in faith at mer - cy's door, He's sure to welcome thee.

I cast out none, I'll par - don thee.” Oh, thou shalt welcome be. A-men.

[ocr errors][merged small][merged small]

185

ASSURANCE AND TRUST.

MY LORD AND I.

1.

I have a Friend so precious, So ver y dear to me; He loves me with such 2. He knows how much I love Him, He knows I love Him well. But with what love He

Rev. Antonius Darms, (1869

I could not live a

·

part from Him, I It is an ever-last-ing love, In

) 1897.

ten- der love, He loves so faithful-ly.
lov-eth me My tongue can never tell.

love to feel Him nigh,
ever rich supply;

3 Sometimes I'm faint and weary,
He knows that I am weak,
And so He bids me lean on Him,
His help I gladly seek.
He leads me in the paths of light,
Beneath a sunny sky,
And so we walk together-
My Lord and I.

And so
we dwell togeth-er- My Lord and
And so we love each other- My Lord and

5 He knows how I am longing
Some weary soul to win,
And so He bids me go and speak
A loving word for Him;
He bids me tell His wondrous love,

71-1

I.
I.

4 I tell Him all my sorrows,
I tell Him all my joys;

I tell Him all that pleases me,
I tell Him what annoys.
He tells me what I ought to do,
He tells me what to try,
And so we talk together-
My Lord and I.

And why He came to die;

And so we work together-
My Lord and I.