1 Heavy-laden, sore oppressed, At the cross there's room! 3 Thoughtless sinner, come to-day; 4 Blessed thought! for every one Oh that all the world might know The Bright For-Evermore. "The Lord commanded the blessing, even life for evermore."--Ps. cxxxiii. 3. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 91. HERE is a land, a sunny land, THE Whose skies are ever bright, Where evening shadows never fall: The Saviour is its light. If the cross we meekly bear, then the crown we shall wear, 2 There is a clime, a peaceful clime, Beyond life's narrow sea, Where every storm is hushed to rest: There let our treasure be. 92 3 There is a home, a glorious home, And those we love so fondly here 4 We long to leave these fading scenes, Hallelujah! ’Gis Done. "Hallelujah! for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth.”—Rɛv. xix. 6. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 92. 'TIS 'IS the promise of God full salvation to give I am saved by the blood of the Crucified One. 2 Though the pathway be lonely and dangerous too, Surely Jesus is able to carry me through. 3 Many loved ones have I in yon heavenly throng, They are safe now in glory, and this is their song: 4 Little children I see standing close by their King, And He smiles, as their song of salvation they sing : 5 There are prophets and kings in that throng I behold, And they sing as they march through the streets of pure gol 6 There's a part in that chorus for you and for me, And the theme of our praises for ever will be : 93 Loved Ones Gone Before. "Sorrow not, even as others who have no hope."- OH, how sweet when we mingle with kindred spirits here When by faith we can see Him, and feel His presence near, And lift our longing souls above. We shall meet on the banks of the river; happy, happy there for evermore. We shall dwell with the angels, and join with choral song, our loved ones, love ones gone before, 2 We are pilgrims of Zion, though trials we must bear, Which all are blessings in disguise; 3 Though the cross may be heavy, the crown we soon shall wear In heaven, where pleasure never dies. When we walk through the valley and shadow of the tomb, Dear Saviour, Thou wilt be our guide; And Thy smile, like a sunbeam, will light beyond the gloom, And keep Thy people at Thy side. 94 My Prayer. "Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King and my God; for unto Thee will I pray."-PSALM v. 2. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 94. ORE holiness give me, More sweetness within; More patience in suffering, 3 More purity give me, More strength to o'ercome; More longings for home; More fit for the kingdom, More used would I be ; More blessed and holy, More, Saviour, like Thee. 95 He Lendeth Me. "For I the Lord thy God will hold Thy right hand."-ISAIAH xli. 13. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 95. 96 HE leadeth me! O blessed thought! O words with heavenly comfort fraught! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me! He leadeth me! He leadeth me! by His own hand He leadeth me ; 2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me. 3 Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. Good News. "Good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people."-LUKE ii. 10. Tune - Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 96. HEAR ye the glad Good News from heaven, Life to a death-doomed race is given; He that believeth, he that believeth, 2 When we were lost the Son of God 97 3 Why not believe the glad Good News? The Heavenly Land. "A better country, that is, an heavenly."-HEB. xi. 16 I Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 97. LOVE to think of the heavenly land, Where many a friend is gathered safe There'll be no parting, there'll be no parting, 2 I love to think of the heavenly land, 3 Where rapturous songs of triumph rise I love to think of the heavenly land, Where palms, and robes, and crowns ne'er fade, 4 I love to think of the heavenly land, 5 I love to think of the heavenly land, Oh, how my raptured spirit longs |