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Page 51 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, " Come unto me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon my breast ! " I came to Jesus as I was, Weary and worn and sad ; I found in him a resting-place, And he has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down and drink, and live !
Page 30 - Tis not for man to trifle ! Life is brief, And sin is here. Our age is but the falling of a leaf, A dropping tear. We have no time to sport away the hours, All must be earnest in a world like ours.
Page 26 - I shall bo soon ; Beyond the shining and the shading, Beyond the hoping and the dreading, I shall be soon. Love, rest, and home ! Sweet hope ! Lord, tarry not, but come.
Page 60 - Go, labor on; spend and be spent, Thy joy to do the Father's will: It is the way the Master went; Should not the servant tread it still?
Page 41 - A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more. Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day ; O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away.
Page 20 - THE Church has waited long Her absent Lord to see ; And still in loneliness she waits, A friendless stranger she. Age after age has gone, Sun after sun has set, And still, in weeds of widowhood, She weeps a mourner yet.
Page 58 - YES, for me, for me He careth With a brother's tender care ; Yes, with me, with me He shareth Every burden, every fear.
Page 40 - A FEW more years shall roll, A few more seasons come ; And we shall be with those that rest, Asleep within the tomb.
Page 143 - When the stranger asks a home, All his toils to end ; When the hungry craveth food, And the poor a friend ; When the sailor on the wave Bows the fervent knee ; When the soldier on the field Lifts his heart to Thee : Hear, then, in love, O Lord, the cry, In heaven, Thy dwelling-place on...