178 Wholly Thine, my Lord, To go when Thou dost call; In every passing hour; 4 Wholly Thine, O Lord, To fashion as Thou wilt: For ever one with Thee- Immanuel's Land. "There shall be no night there."-REV. xxii. 5. HE sands of time are sinking, TH The dawn of heaven breaks, The fair, sweet morn awakes. In Immanuel's land. 2 I've wrestled on t'ward heaven, 'Gainst storm, and wind, and tide ; Now, like a weary traveller That leaneth on his guide, Amid the shades of evening, From Immanuel's land. 3 Deep waters crossed life's pathway, 9 179 180 Oh to join the Hallelujah 4 With mercy and with judgment I'll bless the heart that planned, The Mistakes of my Life. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 179. THE HE mistakes of my life have been many, And I scarce can see for weeping, But I'll knock at the open door. I know I am weak and sinful, It comes to me more and more; But when the dear Saviour shall bid me come in, I'll enter the open door. I am weakest of those who pray ; And He will not say me nay. And the feet that shrink and falter And I scarce can see for weeping, But the Saviour will let me in. Arise and Shine. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 180. LIFT up, lift up thy voice with singing, Dear land, with strength lift up thy voice! The kingdoms of the earth are bringing Their treasures to thy gates-Rejoice! Arise and shine in youth immortal, Thy light is come, thy King appears! 181 2 And shall His flock with strife be riven ? Shall envious lines His Church divide, His name THE CHRIST, the King of kings. The LIFE of life, the WORD OF GOD! The Wandering Sheep. "All we like sheep have gone astray."-ISA. liii. 6. I I did not love the fold; I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I was a wayward child, I did not love my home, I did not love my Father's voice, 2 The Shepherd sought His sheep, 3 Jesus my Shepherd is, 'Twas He that loved my soul; "Twas He that washed me in His blood, 'Twas He that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep; 'Twas He that brought me to the fold, 4 I was a wandering sheep, I would not be controlled; But now I love my Saviour's voice, I was a wayward child, I once preferred to roam ; 182 We shall Sleep, but not For Eveq. "Sown in corruption. raised in incorruption."-I COR. xv. 42. ... Tune -Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 182. WE shall sleep, but not for ever, There will be a glorious dawn! We shall meet to part--no, never, Countless throngs shall rise again. We shall sleep, but not for ever, There will be a glorious dawn 2 When we see a precious blossom That we tended with such care, 3 We shall sleep, but not for ever, Death can never, never come ! From our rest to Home, sweet Home. 183 184 The Land of Beulah. "Carried by the angels into Abraham's bosom."-LUKE xvi. 22. MY latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run ; My strongest trials now are past, Oh come, angel band, come and around me stand; Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings To my immortal home. 2 I'm nearing now the holy ranks Of friends and kindred dear, For I brush the dews on Jordan's banks; The crossing must be near. 3 I've almost gained my heavenly home, The holy ones, behold, they come ! 4 Oh, bear my longing heart to Him Whose blood now cleanses from all sin, Eternity! "Remember how short my time is.' —Ps. lxxxix. 47. OH, the clanging bells of Time ! Night and day they never cease; And we strain our eyes to see, 2 Oh, the clanging bells of Time! Sounding clearly through them all, |