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Thou didst suffer to re-lease us; Thou didst free sal-va-tion bring. D. S. By Thy mer-its we find favor; Life is giv- en thro' Thy name.

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2 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory,
There forever to abide;
All the heavenly hosts adore thee,
Seated at thy Father's side:
There for sinners thou art pleading,
There thou dost our place prepare;
Ever for us interceding,

Till in glory we appear.

3 Worship, honor, power and blessing,
Thou art worthy to receive;
Loudest praises, without ceasing,
Meet it is for us to give.
Help, ye bright angelic spirits,

Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sing our Savior's merits; Help to chant Immanuel's praise!

No. 271. (See music above.)

I Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us

Through this lonely vale of tears, Thro' the changes Thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears; When temptation's darts assail us,

When in devious paths we stray, Let Thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in Thy perfect way.

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No. 272. (See music above.)
I Hark, the voice of Jesus calling,

"Who will go and work to-day? Fields are white, and harvests waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away?" Loud and long the Master calleth,

Rich reward He offers free; Who will answer, gladly saying,

"Here am I, send me, send me?" 2 Let none hear you idly saying,.

"There is nothing I can do," While the souls of men are dying, And the Master calls for you: Take the task He gives you gladly; Let His work your pleasure be; Answer quickly when He calleth, "Here am I, send me, send me."

DANIEL MARCH,

No. 273. Alas! and Did My Savior Bleed?

ISAAC WATTS.

AVON. C. M.

HUGH WILSON.

1. Alas! and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die?

Would He de vote that sacred head For such

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a worm as I?

2 Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! grace unknown! And love beyond degree!

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, [died When Christ, the mighty Maker, For man, the creature's sin.

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While His dear cross appears; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears.

No. 274.. (See music above.)
1 O for a faith that will not shrink,
Though pressed by every foe,
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe!

2 That will not murmur nor complain
Beneath the chastening rod,
But, in the hour of grief or pain,
Will lean upon its God;

3 A faith that shines more bright and
When tempests rage without;[clear
That when in danger knows no fear,
In darkness feels no doubt;

4 That bears, unmoved, the world's dread
Nor heeds its scornful smile: [frown,
That seas of trouble cannot drown,
Nor Satan's arts beguile.

No. 275. (See music above.)
IO for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame;

A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!

2 Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and His word?

3. Return, O holy Dove, return,

Sweet messenger of rest![mourn, I hate the sins that made Thee And drove Thee from my breast. 4 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be,

Help me to tear it from Thy throne,
And worship only Thee.

WM. COWPER.

No. 276. (See music above.)
1 Forever here my rest shall be,
Close to Thy bleeding side;
This all my hope and all my plea,
For me the Savior died.

2 My dying Savior 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
Wash me and mine Thou art; [own;
Wash me, but not my feet alone.-
My hands, my head, my heart.
4 Th' atonement of Thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve;
Till hope in full fruition die,
And all my soul be love.

CHAS. WESLEY.

No. 277. My Jesus, as Thou wilt.

BENJAMINE SCHMOLKE.

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hand of love I would my all re sign. Thro' sor-row or thro' joy, star of hope Grow dim or dis-ap- pear. Since Thou on earth hast wept future scene I glad-ly trust with Thee. Straight to my home above.

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Hear our pray'r,O Father, hear, And bless us, O bless us for Je-sus' sake.

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