Saviour meek, pur-sue Thy road With palms and scattered garments strowed.
Christ, Thy triumphs now begin O'er cap - tive death and conquered sin.
Father, on His saphire throne, Expects His own anoint- ed Son.
Thy meek head to mor-tal pain, Then take, O God, Thy pow'r, and reign. A-MEN.

1. 'Tis mid-night; and on Olive's brow The star is dimmed that late-ly shone: 2. 'Tis mid-night; and, from all re- moved, Em-man-uel wrestles lone with fears; 3. 'Tis mid-night; and, for others' guilt, The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood; 4. 'Tis mid-night; from the heav'nly plains Is borne the song that an-gels know;

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'Tis mid-night; in the garden now The suf-f'ring Sav-iour prays alone. E'en the disciple that He loved Heeds not His Master's grief and tears. Yet He, who hath in an-guish knelt, Is not for-saken by His God. Un-heard by mor-tals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Sav-iour's woe.

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There is a Green Hill Far Away

(GREEN HILL. C. M. With Refrain)

CECIL F. ALEXANDER, 1848

GEORGE C. STEBBINS, 1878

a green hill far a- way, Without

a cit

y

wall,

1. There is
2. We may not know, we cannot tell What pains He had to bear;
3. He died that we might be for-giv'n, He
4. There was no other good enough To

died to make us good,

pay the price of sin;

to save us all. and suffered there.

That we might go at last to heav'n, Saved by His precious blood. only could unlock the gate Of heav'n, and let

He

us in.

REFRAIN

Oh, dearly, dear - ly has He loved, And we must love Him too,

And trust in His re-deem-ing blood, And try His works to do.

AMEN.

Copyright, 1919, by Geo. C. Stebbins. Renewal. Used by permission

A home with-in the wilder - ness, A

rest up on the way, And from my smit - ten heart with tears Two wonders I confess, Content to let the world go by, To know no gain nor

loss,

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From the burning of the noon-tide heat, And the bur-den of the day.

The

My

won-ders of His glo-rious love And

sinful self my only shame, My

my un-wor-thi-ness.
glory all the cross. A-MEN.

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