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4 "A little while" to keep the oil from failing,

"A little while" faith's flickering lamp to trim ; And then the Bridegroom's coming footsteps hailing, We'll haste to meet Him with the bridal hymn.

More Love to Thee, O Christ.

"Lord, Thou knowest that I love Thee."--JOHN xxi. 15.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 192.

ORE love to thee, O Christ, More love to Thee :

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Hear Thou the prayer I make On bended knee; This is my earnest plea-More love, O Christ, to Thee! More love to thee! More love to Thee!

2 Once earthly joy I craved, Sought peace and rest ;
Now Thee alone I seek, Give what is best :

This all my prayer shall be-More love, O Christ, to Thee!
More love to Thee! More love to Thee!

3 Let sorrow do its work, Send grief and pain;
Sweet are Thy messengers, Sweet their refrain,

When they can sing with me--More love, O Christ, to Thee!
More love to Thee! More love to Thee!

4 Then shall my latest breath Whisper Thy praise,

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This be the parting cry My heart shall raise

This still its prayer shall be-More love, O Christ, to Thee!
More love to Thee! More love to Thee!

Grusting Jesus.

Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him."-JOB xiii. 15.

Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 193.

IMPLY trusting every day,

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Trusting through a stormy way;

Even when my faith is small,

Trusting Jesus, that is all.

Trusting as the moments fly, Trusting as the days go by ;
Trusting Him whate'er befal, Trusting Jesus, that is all.

2 Brightly doth His Spirit shine

Into this poor heart of mine:
While He leads I cannot fall
Trusting Jesus, that is all.

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3 Singing, if my way is clear;
Praying, if the path is drear;
If in danger, for Him call;
Trusting Jesus, that is all.

4 Trusting Him while life shall last,
Trusting Him till earth is past,
Till within the jasper wall;
Trusting Jesus, that is all.

The Half was Never Gold.

"Behold, the half was not told."—1 KINGS X. 7.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 194.

REPEAT the story o'er and o'er
Of grace so full and free;

I love to hear it more and more,
Since grace has rescued me.

The half was never told, The half was never told,

Of grace divine, so wonderful, The half was never told.

Of peace I only knew the name,

Nor found my soul its rest,

Until the sweet-voiced angel came

To soothe my weary breast.

The half was never told, The half was never told,

Of peace divine, so wonderful, The half was never told.

3 My highest place is-lying low

At my Redeemer's feet;

No real joy in life I know

But in His service sweet.

The half was never told, The half was never told,
Of joy divine, so wonderful, The half was never told.

4 And oh, what rapture will it be

With all the host above,

To sing through all eternity

The wonders of His love!

The half was never told, The half was never told;
Of love divine, so wonderful, The half was never told.

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Waiting and Watching for Qe.

"I shall go to him. . . he shall not return to me."— 2 SAM. xii. 23.

Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 195.

WHEN my final farewell to the world I have said,

And gladly lie down to my rest;

When softly the watchers shall say, "He is dead,"
And fold my pale hands o'er my breast;
And when, with my glorified vision, at last
The walls of "That City "* I see,

Will any one then, at the beautiful gate,
Be waiting and watching for me?

Be waiting and watching for me?

2 There are little ones glancing about in my path,
In want of a friend and a guide;

There are dear little eyes looking up into mine,
Whose tears might be easily dried.

But Jesus may beckon the children away,

In the midst of their grief and their glee-
Will any of them, at the beautiful gate,

Be waiting and watching for me?

3 There are old and forsaken, who linger awhile
In homes which their dearest have left;

And a few gentle words or an action of love
May cheer their sad spirits bereft.

But the Reaper is near to the long-standing corn,
will soon be set free-

The weary

Will any of them, at the beautiful gate,

Be waiting and watching for me?

4 Oh, should I be brought there by the bountiful grace, Of Him who delights to forgive,

Though I bless not the weary about in my path,

Pray only for self while I live,

Methinks I should mourn o'er my

If sorrow in heaven can be,

sinful neglect

Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate,

Be waiting and watching for me.

*Rev. xxi. 10.

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Hear the Call.

"Put on the whole armour of God."-EPH. vi. II.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 196.

O! the day of God is breaking;

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See the gleaming from afar !

Sons of earth, from slumber waking,

Hail the Bright and Morning Star!

Hear the call! Oh, gird your armour on, Grasp the Spirit's mighty Sword,
Take the Helmet of Salvation, Pressing on to battle for the Lord!
2 Trust in Him who is your Captain;
Let no heart in terror quail;
Jesus leads the gathering legions,-
In His name we shall prevail.
3 Onward marching, firm and steady,
Faint not, fear not Satan's frown;
For the Lord is with you alway,
Till you wear the Victor's crown.
4 Conquering hosts with banners waving,
Sweeping on o'er hill and plain,
Ne'er shall halt till swells the anthem,
"Christ o'er all the world doth reign!"

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Call Them Jn.

"Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in."

LUKE XIV. 23.

Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 197.

ALL them in "-the poor, the wretched,

"CALL

Sin-stained wanderers from the fold;

Peace and pardon freely offer;

Can you weigh their worth with gold?
"Call them in "-the weak, the weary,
Laden with the doom of sin :

Bid them come and rest in Jesus;
He is waiting: "Call them in."

2 "Call them in "--the Jew, the Gentile ;
Bid the stranger to the feast;

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Call them in "-the rich, the noble.
From the highest to the least:

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Forth the Father runs to meet them,
He hath all their sorrows seen;
Robe, and ring, and royal sandals,
Wait the lost ones: "Call them in."
3 "Call them in "-the little children,
Tarrying far away . . . away;
Wait-oh, wait not for to-morrow,
Christ would have them come to-day.
Follow on the Lamb is leading!
He has conquered-we shall win;
Bring the halt and blind to Jesus;
He will heal them: "Call them in."
"Call them in "-the broken-hearted,
Cowering 'neath the brand of shame;
Speak Love's message, low and tender-
'Twas for sinners Jesus came:
See the shadows lengthen round us,
Soon the day-dawn will begin;
Can you leave them lost and lonely?
Christ is coming: "Call them in."

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The Living Fountain.

'He showed me a pure river of water of life."-REV. xxii. 1. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 198.

FRESH from the throne of glory,

Bright in its crystal gleam,

Bursts out the living fountain,

Swells on the living stream:

Blessed River, Let me ever Feast mine eyes on thee.

2 Stream of true life and gladness,
Spring of all health and peace,

No harps by thee hang silent,

Nor happy voices cease :

Tranquil River, Let me ever Sit and sing by thee!

3 River of God, I greet thee,

Not now afar, but near;

My soul to thy still waters

Hastes in its thirstings here;

Holy River, Let me ever Drink of only thee.

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