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Hushed be my heart, and still;
Fear I no further ill;
Only to meet Thy will
My will shall be.

2 Riven the rock for me,
Thirst to relieve,

Manna from heaven
I daily receive;

Never a want severe
Causeth mine eye a tear,
But Thou dost whisper near,
"Only believe."

3 Saviour! I long to walk
Closer with Thee;

Led by Thy guiding hand
Ever to be;

Constantly near Thy side,
Quickened and purified,
Living for Him who died
Freely for me.

Nearer to Thee.

"Draw nigh to God, and He will draw nigh to you."-JAMES iv. 8.

Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 160.

NEARER, my God, to Thee!

Nearer to Thee!

E'en though it be a cross
That raiseth me,
Still all my song shall be-
Nearer, my God, to Thee!
Nearer to Thee!

2 Though, like the wanderer,
The sun gone down,
Darkness be over me,
My rest a stone,

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4 Then with my waking thoughts

Bright with Thy praise,

Out of my stony griefs
Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be
Nearer, my God, to Thee!
Nearer to Thee!

5 Or if on joyful wing
Cleaving the sky,

Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upward I fly,

Still all my song shall be-
Nearer, my God, to Thee!

Nearer to Thee!

Arise, my Soul.

"Ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father."

ROM. viii. 15.

Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 163.

ARISE, my soul, arise;

Shake off thy guilty fears;

The bleeding Sacrifice

In my behalf appears.

Before the throne my Surety stands;

My name is written on His hands.

They pour effectual prayers,

They strongly plead for me.
Forgive him, oh forgive," they cry,
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die."
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.

Onward, Upward.

"Hold fast that which thou hast, that no man take thy crown."-REV. iii. II. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 164.

NWARD! upward! Christian soldier,

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Turn not back nor sheath thy sword;

Let its blade be sharp for conquest,
In the battle for the Lord.

From the great white throne eternal,
God Himself is looking down;
He it is who now commands thee-
Take the cross and win the crown.
2 Onward! upward! doing, daring

All for Him who died for thee;
Face the foe, and meet with boldness
Danger whatsoe'er it be.

From the battlements of glory,

Holy ones are looking down;

Thou canst almost hear them shouting:

"On! let no one take thy crown."

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3 Onward! till thy course is finished,
Like the ransomed ones before;
Keep the faith through persecution,
Never give the battle o'er.
Onward! upward! till victorious,
Thou shalt lay thine armour down,
And thy loving Saviour bids thee
At His hand receive thy crown.

Draw Me Nearer.

"Let us draw near with a true heart."-HEB. X. 22.

Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 165.

AM Thine, O Lord: I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love to me;

But I long to rise in the arms of faith,

And be closer drawn to Thee.

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord, To the cross where Thou hast died; Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer, blessed Lord, To Thy precious, bleeding side. 2 Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,

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By the power of grace divine;

Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,
And my will be lost in Thine.

3 Oh, the pure delight of a single hour
That before Thy throne I spend,

When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God,
I commune as friend with friend.

4 There are depths of love that I cannot know
Till I cross the narrow sea;

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There are heights of joy that I may not reach
Till I rest in peace with Thee.

My Song shall be of Jesus.

"His praise shall continually be in my mouth.”—Ps. xxxiv. I
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 166.

My song shall be of Jesus; His mercy crowns my days,

He fills my cup with blessings, And tunes my heart to praise; My song shall be of Jesus, The precious Lamb of God,

Who gave Himself my ransom, And bought me with His blood.

2 My song shall be of Jesus, When, sitting at His feet,
I call to mind His goodness, In meditation sweet ;
My song shall be of Jesus, Whatever ill betide;

I'll sing the grace that saves me, And keeps me at His side.
3 My song shall be of Jesus, While pressing on my way
To reach the blissful region Of pure and perfect day
And when my soul shall enter The gate of Eden fair,
A song of praise to Jesus I'll sing for ever there.

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'His windows being open

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Jerusalem ?

toward Jerusalem, he kneeled upon his knees."— DAN. vi. IO.

Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 167.

Do you see the Hebrew captive kneeling,

At morning, noon, and night, to pray?
In his chamber he remembers Zion,
Though in exile far away.

Are your windows open toward Jerusalem,

Though as captives here a "little while" we stay?
For the coming of the King in His glory,
Are you watching day by day?

2 Do not fear to tread the fiery furnace,
Nor shrink the lions' den to share;
For the God of Daniel will deliver,
He will send His angel there.

3 Children of the living God, take courage,
Your great deliverance sweetly sing;
your faces toward the hill of Zion,
Thence to hail your coming king!

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Just a Word for Jesus.

My mouth shall show forth Thy righteousness and Thy salvation."-PSALM lxxi. 15 Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 168.

Now just a word for Jesus,

Your dearest Friend so true;
Come, cheer our hearts and tell us
What He has done for you.

Now just a word for Jesus-'Twill help us on our way;
One little word for Jesus, Oh speak, or sing, or pray.