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chid him, But he called the louder still; Till the gracious Saviour bid him Come, and ask Me what you will.

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3. He freely redeemed, with His blood,
My soul from the confines of hell,
To live on the smiles of my God,
And in His sweet presence to dwell.

4. To shine with the angels in light,

With saints and with seraphs to sing, To view, with eternal delight,

My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. 5. Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns,

Your pride with disdain I survey; Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, And pass in a moment away.

6. The crown that my Saviour bestows, Yon permanent sun shall outshine; My joy everlastingly flows

My God, my Redeemer is mine.

653. Ss.

FRANCIS.

1. INSPIRER and hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of Thine, My all to Thy covenant care

I sleeping or waking resign.

2. If Thou art my shield and my sun, The night is no darkness to me; And, fast as my moments roll on,

They bring me but nearer to Thee. 3. Thy ministering spirits descend

To watch while Thy saints are asleep;
By day and by night they attend,
The heirs of salvation to keep.

4. Bright seraphs, dispatched from the throne,
Repair to their stations assigned;
And angels elect are sent down
To guard the elect of mankind.

5. Their worship no interval knows;
Their fervor is still on the wing;
And, while they protect my repose,
They chant to the praise of my King.

6. I, too, at the season ordained,

Their chorus for ever shall join,
And love and adore, without end,
Their faithful Creator and mine.

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1. THE winter is over and gone,

TOPLADY.

The thrush whistles sweet on the spray, The turtle breathes forth her soft moan, The lark mounts and warbles away.

2. Shall every creature around

Their voices in concert unite,
And I, the most favored, be found
In praising to take less delight?

3. Awake, then, my harp, and my lute!
Sweet organs your notes softly swell!
No longer my lips shall be mute,
The Saviour's high praises to tell.

4. His love in my heart shed abroad,
My graces shall bloom as the spring;
This temple, His spirit's abode;
My joy as my duty to sing.

HAWES

WILLIS. 78.

R. STORRS WILLIS.

1. Now begin the heavenly theme, Sing a-loud in Jesus' name! Ye, who His sal

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As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean,Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see, So, deep in my heart, the still pray'r of devotion, Unheard by the world, rises,

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1. Fairest Lord Jesus! Ruler of all nature! O Thou of God and man the Son! 2. Fair are the meadows, Fairer still the woodlands, Rob'd in the blooming garb of spring; 3. Fair is the sunshine, Fairer still the moonlight, And the twinkling star

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WELCOME. 8s, 7s & 4s.

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JOHN ZUNDEL.

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1. Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer, Wel-come to this heart of mine;

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