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Now just a word for Jesus;
You feel your sins forgiven,
And by His grace are striving
To reach a home in heaven.
3 Now just a word for Jesus;
A cross it cannot be
To say, "I love my Saviour,
Who gave His life for me."
4 Now just a word for Jesus;
Let not the time be lost;
The heart's neglected duty
Brings sorrow, to its cost.
5 Now just a word for Jesus;
And if your faith be dim,
Arise in all your weakness,
And leave the rest to Him.

Look away to Jesus.

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LOOK away to Jesus, Soul by woe oppressed

'Twas for thee He suffered, Come to Him All thy griefs He carried, All thy sins He bore · Look away to Jesus, Trust Him evermore.

2 Look away to Jesus, Soldier in the fight; When the battle thickens Keep thine armour

and rest.

bright:

Though thy foes be many, Though thy strength be small,

Look away to Jesus: He shall conquer all.
3 Look away to Jesus, When the skies are fair:
Calm seas have their dangers; Mariner, beware!
Earthly joys are fleeting, Going as they came;
Look away to Jesus, Evermore the same.

4 Look away to Jesus, 'Mid the toil and heat;
Soon will come the resting At the Master's feet;
For the guests are bidden, And the feast is spread
Look away to Jesus, In His footsteps tread.

5 When, amid the music Of the endless feast,

Saints shall sing His praises, Thine shall not be least;

Then, amid the glories Of the crystal sea,

Look away to Jesus, Through eternity.

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I Bring my Sins to Thee.

"In returning and rest shall ye be saved."— ISA. xxx. 15.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 170.

I

BRING my sins to Thee,

The sins I cannot count,
That all may cleansèd be,

In Thy once opened Fount:
I bring them, Saviour, all to Thee,
The burden is too great for me.

I bring my grief to Thee,
The grief I cannot tell ;
No words shall needed be,
Thou knowest all so well :
I bring the sorrow laid on me,
O suffering Saviour, all to Thee.

3 My joys to Thee I bring,

The joys Thy love hath given,
That each may be a wing

To lift me nearer heaven:

I bring them, Saviour, all to Thee,
For Thou hast purchased all for me.

4 My life I bring to Thee,

I would not be mine own;

O Saviour, let me be

Thine ever, Thine alone.

My heart, my life, my all, I bring
To Thee, my Saviour and my King!

Hold Fast till Come.

"That which ye have, hold fast till I come."-REV. ii. 25.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 171.

SPIRIT, o'erwhelmed by thy failures and fears,

Look up to thy Lord, though with trembling and tears: Weak Faith, to thy call seem the heavens only dumb?

To thee is the message,

"Hold fast till I come."

"Hold fast till I come," "Hold fast till I come,
A bright crown awaits thee; "Hold fast till I come."

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2 Hold fast when the world would allure thee to sin;
Hold fast when the tempter assails from within;
In sunshine or sadness, in gain or in loss,
To falter were madness, Oh, cling to the cross.
3 Thy Saviour is coming in tenderest love,

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To make up His jewels and bear them above:
O child, in thine anguish despairing or dumb,
Remember the message,-" Hold fast till I come."

Close to Chee.

"As ye have received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk ye in Him.”—COL. ii. 6. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 172.

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HOU my everlasting Portion,

THO

More than friend or life to me,

All along my pilgrim journey,

Saviour, let me walk with Thee.

Close to Thee, close to Thee, Close to Thee, close to Thee;
All along my pilgrim journey, Saviour, let me walk with thee.

2 Not for ease or worldly pleasure,

Nor for fame my prayer shall be ;

Gladly will I toil and suffer,

Only let me walk with Thee.

Close to Thee, close to Thee, Close to Thee, close to Thee;
Gladly will I toil and suffer, Only let me walk with Thee.

3 Lead me thro' the vale of shadows,

Bear me o'er life's fitful sea;

Then the gate of life eternal

May I enter, Lord, with Thee.

Close to Thee, close to Thee, Close to Thee, close to Thee,
Then the gate of life eternal May I enter, Lord, with Thee.

Hallelujah, he is Risen!

"He is not here, for He is risen, as He said."-MATT. xxviii. 6.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 173.
ALLELUJAH! He is risen!
Jesus is gone up on high !

Burst the bars of death asunder;

Angels, shout; and men, reply

He is risen, He is risen, Living now no more to die.

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2 Hallelujah! He is risen!
Our exalted Head to be;

Sends the witness of the Spirit

That our Advocate is He:

He is risen, He is risen, Justified in Him are we.
3 Hallelujah! He is risen!

Death for aye hath lost its sting,

Christ, Himself the Resurrection,

From the grave His own will bring:

He is risen, He is risen, Living Lord and coming King.

A Crown of Rejoicing.

"Enter thou into the joy of thy Lord."-MATT. XXV. 21.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 174.

CROWN of rejoicing that's waiting for me,

When finished my course, and when Jesus I see,

And when from my Lord comes the sweet-sounding word:

Receive, faithful servant, the joy of thy Lord."

O crown of rejoicing! O wonderful song! O joy everlasting! O glorified throng! O beautiful home!-my home can it be? O glory reserved for me!

2 O wonderful song that in glory I'll sing,

To Him who redeemed me, to Jesus my King;

All glory and honour to Him shall be given,
And praises unceasing for ever in heaven.

3 O joy everlasting when heaven is won,
For ever in glory to shine as the sun :

No sorrow nor sighing-these all flee away:

No night there, no shadows-'tis one endless day.

4 O wonderful name which the glorified bear,

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The new name which Jesus bestows on us there ;
To "him that o'ercometh" 'twill only be given,
Blest sign of approval, our welcome to heaven.

As thy Days, thy Strength.

"As thy days, so shall thy strength be."-DEUT. xxxiii. 25.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 175.

WHILE foes are strong and danger near,

A voice falls gently on the ear;

My Saviour speaks, He says to me,

That "as my days my strength shall be."

His word a Tower to which I flee, For "as my days my strength shal! be,"

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2 With such a promise need I fear
For all that now I hold most dear?
No: I will never anxious be,

For "as my days my strength shall be.”
3 And when at last I'm called to die,
Still on Thy promise I'll rely;

Yes, Lord, I then will trust in Thee
That as my days my strength shall be.”

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Go the Work!

"Go work to-day in my vineyard."-MATT. xxi. 28.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 176.

To the work! to the work! we are servants of God,

Let us follow the path that our Master has trod ;
With the balm of His counsel our strength to renew,
Let us do with our might what our hands find to do.

Toiling on, Toiling on, Toiling on, Toiling on, Let us hope, and trust,
Let us watch and pray, And labour till the Master comes.

2 To the work! to the work! let the hungry be fed,
To the Fountain of Life let the weary be led:
In the cross and its banner our glory shall be,
While we herald the tidings, "Salvation is free."
3 To the work! to the work! there is labour for all,
For the kingdom of darkness and error shall fall;
And the name of Jehovah exalted shall be

In the loud swelling chorus, "Salvation is free."

4 To the work! to the work! in the strength of the Lord;
And a robe and a crown shall our labour reward,

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When the home of the faithful our dwelling shall be,
And we shout with the ransomed, "Salvation is free.”

Wholly Shine.

"The very God of peace sanctify you wholly."

-1 THESS. v. 23.

Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 177.

HINE, most gracious Lord,

THI

Oh, make me wholly Thine-
Thine in thought, in word, and deed,

For Thou, O Christ, art mine.

Wholly Thine! wholly Thine! Thou hast bought me, I am Thine,
Blessed Saviour, Thou art mine; Make me wholly Thine.