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2. O come, Thou living Saviour,
Methinks I hear, etc.
Methinks I hear, etc. 4. O angels and archangels, Come help me chant Jehovah's praises.
Methinks I hear, etc. 5. O all
Methinks I hear, etc. 6. Burst wide, ye heavenly portals, Room for the host of blood-bought conquerors.
Methinks I hear, etc.
lls & 10s. 1. When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean,
And billows wild contend with angry roar, 'Tis said, far down, beneath the wild commotion,
That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore. 2. Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests dieth,
And silver waves chime ever peacefully,
Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea. 3. So to the heart that knows Thy love, O Purest!
There is a temple, sacred evermore, And all the babble of life's
voices Dies in hushed stillness at its peaceful door. 4. Far, far away, the roar of passion dieth,
And loving thoughts rise calm and peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce so e'er it flieth,
Disturbs the soul that dwells, O Lord, in Thee. 5. O Rest of rests! O Peace, serene, eternal !
Thou ever livest, and Thou changest never;
Fullness of joy, forever and forever.
Ils & 10s. 1. Still, still with Thee—when purple morning
breaketh, When the bird waketh, and the shadows flee; Fairer than morning, lovelier than the daylight,
Dawns the sweet consciousness, I am with Thee ! 2. Alone with Thee-amid the mystic shadows,
The solemn hush of nature newly born;
In the calm dew and freshness of the morn. 3. As in the dawning, o'er the waveless ocean,
The image of the morning står doth rest,
Thine image in the waters of my breast. 4. Still, still with Thee! as to each new-born morning
A fresh and solemn splendor still is given,
Heaven. 5. When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber,
Its closing eye looks up to Thee in prayer, Sweet the repose bencath Thy wings o'ershading,
But sweeter still, to wake and find Thee there. 6. So shall it be at last, in that bright morning,
When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee; Oh! in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning,
Shall rise the glorious thought-I am with Thee.
Abide in me.” 1. That mystic word of Thine, O Sovereign Lord !
Is all too pure, too high, too deep for me;
I breathe it back again in prayer to Thee. 2. Abide in me-o’ershadowed by Thy love
Each half-formed purpose and dark thought of sin. Quench, ere it rise, each selfish, low desire,
And keep my soul as Thine ---calm and divine.
3. As some rare perfume in a vase of clay
Pervades it with a fragrance not its own-
Grows out of tune, and needs that Hand divine; Dwell Thou within it, tune and touch the chords,
Till every note and string shall answer Thine. 5. Abide in me: there have been moments pure,
When I have seen Thy face and felt Thy power ; Then evil lost its grasp, and passion, hushed,
Owned the divine enchantment of the hour. 6 These were but seasons beautiful and rare;
Abide in me --and they shall ever be ;
The darkness deepens-Lord, with me abide !
Help of the helpless, O abide with me!
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me! 3. I need Thy presence every passing hour:
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power ?
10s. 1. My feet are worn and weary with the march
Over the rough road and up the steep hill-side; O city of our God! I fain would see
Thy pastures green, where peaceful waters glide.
2. My hands are weary, toiling on,
Day after day, for perishable meat;
I sigh to gain Thy glorious mercy-seat. 3. My garments, travel-worn and stained with dust, Oft rent by briars and thorns that crowd my
way, Would fain be made, O Lord my righteousness!
Spotless and white in heaven's unclouded ray. 4. My eyes are weary looking at the sin,
Impiety, and scorn upon the earth;
All-all are clothed again with Thy new birth. 5. My heart is weary of its own deep sin
Sinning, repenting, sinning still again ;
And find, dear Saviour, it is free from stain? 6. Patience, poor soul! the Saviour's feet were worn;
The Saviour's heart and hands were weary too ; His garments stained, and travel-worn, and old;
His vision blinded with a pitying dew.
Toil on, and wait in patience for thy rest ;
1. How blest the sacred tie that binds,
In union sweet, according minds !
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one. 2. To each, the soul of each how dear!
What watchful love, what holy fear!
3. Their streaming eyes together flow
For human guilt and mortal woe;
Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4. Together oft they seek the place
Where God reveals His awful face;
There's none but kindred souls can tell. 5. Nor shall the glowing flame expire
Midst nature's drooping, sick’ning fire:
In Jesus' name we bid thee come;
Henceforth a brother-Welcome home. 2. Those joys which earth can not afford,
We'll seek in fellowship to prove,
Together bound by mutual love. 3. And while we pass this vale of tears
We'll our joys and sorrows known; We'll share each other's hopes and fears,
And count a brother's cares our own. 4. Once more our welcome we repeat;
Receive assurance of our love;
Around the throne of God above!
When life declines, recalls again
And reaps delight from toil and pain.