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Page 66 - I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live." 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.
Page 66 - 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. I heard the voice of JESUS say, ' Behold I freely give The living water, thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live...
Page 104 - I dare not choose my lot: I would not, if I might; Choose Thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright.
Page 64 - Twas He that loved my soul, 'Twas He that washed me in His blood, 'Twas He that made me whole. 'Twas He that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep ; 'Twas He that brought me to the fold, 'Tis He that still doth keep.
Page 103 - THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be ! Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me.
Page 31 - LIFE. fflS 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 30 - Not myself, but the truth that in life I have spoken, Not myself, but the seed that in life I have sown, Shall pass on to ages, — all about me forgotten, Save the truth I have spoken, the things I have done.
Page 21 - 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 166 - He liveth long who liveth well! All else is being flung away; He liveth longest who can tell Of true things truly done each day.