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PENNY HYMN BOOK.

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.

40 I

'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!

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Dr. H. Bonar.

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Taylor.

41 I

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.

J. Montgomery.

42 J

ERUSALEM, my happy home!
Name ever dear to me!

C. M. When shall my labours have an end,
In joy, and peace, and thee?

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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.

43 J

7.6.

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;

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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!

Bernard (Neale, Tr.)

ESUS CHRIST is risen to-day, Hallelujah!

44J Our triumphant holy day; Hallelujah!

7's.

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.

Hallelujah!

3 But the pains which He endured

Our salvation have procured;
Now above the sky He's He's Kin

King,

Where the angels ever sing. Hallelujah!

45 J

7.8.

ESUS lives, no longer now

Prayer Book.

[Alleluia!

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 !

46 J

D. 7's.

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!

Wesley.

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