Songs for the Ransomed: For Sunday Schools and Gospel Work

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R.E. Hudson, 1887 - Gospel music - 140 pages
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Page 139 - Just as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bidst me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
Page 117 - Wash me, and make me thus Thine own ; Wash me, and mine Thou art ; Wash me, — but not my feet alone, — , My hands, my head, my heart.
Page 129 - A CHARGE to keep I have A God to glorify, A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky...
Page 135 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my Guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside.
Page 117 - The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away.
Page 136 - The Father hears him pray, His dear anointed One : He cannot turn away The presence of his Son : His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I. am born of God. 5- My God is reconciled, His pardoning voice I hear : He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear, With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father, cry.
Page 109 - Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and power. He is able, He is willing, doubt no more.
Page 115 - There's a land that is fairer than day, And by faith we can see it afar; For the Father waits over the way, To prepare us a dwelling place there. In the sweet by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore; In the sweet by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore.
Page 139 - BLOW ye the trumpet, blow ! The gladly solemn sound, Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come : Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.
Page 117 - Saviour died. 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin, Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, And cleanse and keep me clean. 3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own ; Wash me, and mine thou art : Wash me, but not my feet alone, My hands, my head, my heart.

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