I came to Jesus and I drank Of that life-giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in him.
3 I heard the voice of Jesus say,
" I am this dark world's Light; Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright." I looked to Jesus and I found
In Him, my Star, my Sun; And in that light of life I'll walk, Till travelling days are done.
'M but a stranger here, Heaven is my home!
P. M. Earth is a desert drear, Heaven is my home! Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand, Heaven is my father-land, Heaven is my home!
2 What though the tempest rage? Heaven is my home! Short is my pilgrimage, Heaven is my home! Time's wild and wintry blast Soon will be overpast; I shall reach home at last, Heaven is my home!
3 Therefore I murmur not, Heaven is my home! Whate'er my earthly lot, Heaven is my home! And I shall surely stand, There at my Lord's right.hand;
Heaven is my father-land,
Heaven is my home!
N the hour of trial, Jesus pray for me;"
6.5. Lest by base denial,
I depart from Thee : When thou see'st me waver, With a look recall, Nor for fear or favour, Suffer me to fall.
2 With its witching pleasures, Would this vain world charm, Or, its sordid treasures Spread, to work me harm; Bring to my remembrance, Sad Gethsemane, Or, in darker semblance, Cross-crowned Calvary.
3 If with sore affliction, Thou in love chastise, Pour Thy benediction, On the sacrifice; Then upon Thine altar, Freely offered up, Though the flesh may falter Faith shall drink the cup.
4 When in dust and ashes To the grave I sink, While heaven's glory flashes, O'er the shelving brink; On Thy truth relying, Through that mortal strife,
Lord, receive me, dying, To eternal life.
ERUSALEM, my happy home! Name ever dear to me!
C. M. When shall my labours have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee?
2 When shall these eyes thy glorious walls And gates of pearl behold? Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, And streets of purest gold?
3 Oh! when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths have no end?
4 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there, Around my Saviour stand; And soon my friends in Christ below, Will join the glorious band.
5 Jerusalem, my happy home! My soul still pants for thee: Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joys shall see.
ERUSALEM, the golden ! With milk and honey blest; Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice oppressed :
I know not, O I know not, What joys await us there, What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare!
2 They stand, those halls of Sion, All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng: The Prince is ever in them, The daylight is serene; The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen.
3 There is the throne of David; And there, from care released, The song of them that triumph, The shout of them that feast;
And they who, with their Leader Have conquered in the fight, For ever and for ever,
Are clad in robes of white! 4 O sweet and blessed country, Shall I ever see thy face? O sweet and blessed country, Shall I ever win thy grace? Exult, O dust and ashes, The Lord shall be thy part: His only, His for ever,
Thou shalt be, and thou art!
ESUS CHRIST is risen to-day, Hallelujah!
44J Our triumphant holy day; Hallelujah!
Who did once upon the cross Hallelujah! Suffer to redeem our loss. Hallelujah!
2 Hymns of praise then let us sing Unto Christ our heavenly King;
Who endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save.
3 But the pains which He endured
Our salvation have procured; Now above the sky He's He's Kin
Where the angels ever sing. Hallelujah!
ESUS lives, no longer now
Can thy terrors, Death, appal us;
Jesus lives: and this we know,
Thou, O Grave, canst not enthral us.
2 Jesus lives: for us He died :
Then, alone to Jesus living, Pure in heart may we abide, Glory to our Saviour giving. Alleluia!
3 Jesus lives: these hearts of ours From His love no time shall sever: Life, nor death, nor hellish powers Part us from His keeping ever. Alleluia!
4 Jesus lives to Him the throne
High o'er all the world is given : May we go where He is gone,
Rest and reign with Him in heaven. Alleluia !
ESUS, lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high!
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last ! 2 Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee : Leave, ah! leave me not alone; Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed; All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing!
3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind ! Just and holy is Thy name; I am all unrighteousness : False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace!
4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within ! Thou of life the fountain art; Freely let me take of Thee! Spring Thou up within my heart! Rise to all eternity!
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