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Page 208 - Jesus, my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, — My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 4 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought; But, when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought. John Newton.
Page 246 - Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,Grace to pardon 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, Eise to all eternity.
Page 233 - precious blood. 3 O, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee: Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it; Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, oh, take and seal it; Seal it for
Page 193 - Z Forbid it, Lord! that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God; All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice them to His blood. 3 See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Page 183 - none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air: His watchword at the gates of death— He enters heaven with prayer. 6 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice,
Page 209 - 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved to sin no more.
Page 240 - 4 For the love of God is broader Than the measure of man's mind; And the heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind. Б If our love were but more simple, We should take Him at His word; And our lives would be all sunshine In the sweetness of our Lord.
Page 205 - Come, holy Comforter! Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour: Thou, Who, almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power! 4 To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore! His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and
Page 253 - name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning-sacrifice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love, with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His name. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose His chains; The weary find eternal rest„ And all the eons of want are blest.