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3 There at my Saviour's side,
Heaven is my home;
I shall be glorified,
Heaven is my home;
There are the good and best,
Those I loved most and blest,
There, too, I soon shall rest,
Heaven is my home.

"Seek, and ye shall find."

1 KEEP praying at the door,

And knocking while you pray,

Nor tremble, though the tempters voice
Would fright your soul away.

Refrain.

Keep praying at the door,
Still praying at the door;

Though long the answer is delayed,
Keep praying at the door.

2 The Lord will surely come,
His promise cannot fail;

Oh, knock, and pray, and plead, and call,
Thy prayer will yet prevail.-Refrain.

3 The door will open wide,

And thou shalt enter in,

And from the Holy one receive
A pardon for thy sins.-Refrain.

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Fanny Crosby.

6s & 5s.

"The Lord will provide."

1 THOUGH troubles assail, and dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite,

Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide,
The promise assures us, the Lord will proviae.

2 The birds, without barn or storehouse are fed;
From them let us learn to trust for our bread:
His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied,
So long as 'tis written,―The Lord will provide.

3 When Satan appears to stop up our path,
And fills us with fears, we triumph by faith:
He cannot take from us (though oft he has tried)
The heart-cheering promise, the Lord will
provide.

He tells us we're weak,-
-our hope is in vain ;
The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain:
But when such suggestions our graces have

tried,

This answers all questions,-The Lord will provide.

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A pilgrim and stranger.

1 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger,

Newton.

I can tarry, I can tarry but a night;
Do not detain me, for I am going
To where the fountains are ever flowing.
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger,

I can tarry, I can tarry but a night.

2 There the glory is ever shining;

P.M.

I am longing, I am longing for the sight;
Here in this country so dark and dreary,
I have been wand'ring forlorn and weary.
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger;

I can tarry, I can tarry but a night.

3 There's the city to which I journey;

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My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light;
There is no sorrow, nor any sighing,
There is no sin there, nor any dying.
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger;
I can tarry, I can tarry but a night.

1 Он, let not your hearts be troubled,
Neither let them be afraid,

For, behold! the Bridegroom cometh
In His wedding robes arrayed.
Chorus.

There is joy for the ransom'd,
There is joy for you.

2 Let me drink sweet draughts of mercy
From the fountain flowing free,
Let me drink and live for ever
Where my Saviour I may see.
Chorus.-There is joy, &c.

3 Tell me not, ye weary-laden,
There is nought but sorrow here,
For the Lord hath sent His angels,
And His chosen need not fear.

Chorus.-There is joy, &c.

8,7.

4 Keep your lamps well trimmed and burning, And the wedding garments on,

For there's none that know the moment
Of the coming of the Son.

Chorus.--There is joy, &c.

Mrs. M. A. Kidder.

59.

60.

Reunion in heaven.

1 WHEN shall we meet again?—
Meet ne'er to sever?

6s & 53.

When will peace wreathe her chain
Round us for ever?

Our hearts will ne'er repose

Safe from each blast that blows
In this dark vale of woes-

Never-no, never!

2 When shall love freely flow
Pure as life's river?
When shall sweet friendship glow
Changeless for ever?

Where joys celestial thrill,
Where bliss each heart shall fill,
And fears of parting chill,
Never-no, never!

3 Up to that world of light
Take us dear Saviour;

May we all there unite,
Happy for over:

Where kindred spirits dwell,

There may our music swell,
And time our joys dispel,

Never-no, never!

6s.

"For I know if the earthly house of this tabernacle is

dissolved, I have a building of God."

1 ONE sweetly solemn thought
Comes to me o'er and o'er:
I'm nearer home to-day, to-day,
Than I have been before.

Chorus.

Nearer my home, nearer my home,
Nearer my home to-day, to-day,
Than I have been before.

2 Nearer my Father's house,
Where many mansions be,
Nearer the great white throne to-day,
Nearer the crystal sea.- -Chorus.

3 Nearer the bound of life,

Where burdens are laid down,
Nearer to leave the cross to-day,

And nearer to the crown.-Chorus.

4 But lying dark between,

And winding through the night,
The deep and unknown stream to-day,
Crossed ere we reach the light.-Chorus.

5 Jesus confirm my trust;

Strengthen the hand of faith
To feel Thee, when I stand to-day
Upon the shore of death.-Chorus.

6 Be near me when my feet

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Are slipping o'er the brink;
For I am nearer home to-day,

Perhaps, than now I think.-Chorus.

Perfect love dispels all fears.

Phebe Caery.

7s. Double.

1 WHO are these in bright array,
This exulting happy throng,
Round the altar night and day,
Hymning one triumphant song?