162 Hushed be my heart, and still; 2 Riven the rock for me, Manna from heaven Never a want severe 3 Saviour! I long to walk Led by Thy guiding hand Constantly near Thy side, 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 2 Though, like the wanderer, 163 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs 5 Or if on joyful wing Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Still all my song shall be- 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. His pardoning voice I hear; 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, ONW Turn not back nor sheath thy sword; Let its blade be sharp for conquest, From the great white throne eternal, All for Him who died for thee; From the battlements of glory, Holy ones are looking down; Thou canst almost hear them shouting: "On! let no one take thy crown." 165 I 3 Onward! till thy course is finished, 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, 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, 166 By the power of grace divine; Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope, 3 Oh, the pure delight of a single hour When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God, 4 There are depths of love that I cannot know Y There are heights of joy that I may not reach My Song shall be of Jesus. "His praise shall continually be in my mouth.”—Ps. xxxiv. I 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'll sing the grace that saves me, And keeps me at His side. 167 Are your Windows open toward 'His windows being open 168 Ο 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? Are your windows open toward Jerusalem, Though as captives here a "little while" we stay? 2 Do not fear to tread the fiery furnace, 3 Children of the living God, take courage, Set 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; Now just a word for Jesus-'Twill help us on our way; |