9 2 Have you Still there's more to follow. 3 Have you felt the Spirit's power ?— The Sweet By and By. Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him.". Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 9. -I COR. ii. 9. HERE'S a land that is fairer than day, THER And by faith we can see it afar, For the Father waits over the way, To prepare us a dwelling-place there. We shall meet on that beautiful shore ; We shall meet on that beautiful shore. 2 We shall sing on that beautiful shore 3 To our bountiful Father above We will offer the tribute of praise, And the blessings that hallow our days. 10 11 I Hear Ghy Welcome Voiqe. "Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy-laden, and I will I give you rest.”—MATT. xi. 28. That calls me, Lord, to Thee, I am coming, Lord! Coming now to Thee! Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood That flowed on Calvary. 2 3 4 5 6 Thou dost my strength assure; 'Tis Jesus calls me on To perfect faith and love, To perfect hope, and peace, and trust, 'Tis Jesus who confirms The blessed work within, By adding grace to welcomed grace, Where reigned the power of sin. And He the witness gives To loyal hearts and free, That every promise is fulfilled, If faith but brings the plea. All hail, atoning blood! All hail, redeeming grace! All hail, the gift of Christ our Lord, Our Strength and Righteousness! Onge for All. "Justified freely by His grace, through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus."-ROMANS iii. 24. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. II. FREE from the law! oh, happy condition! 12 Cursed by the law, and bruised by the fall, Once for all, O sinner, receive it, Once for all, O brother, believe it; 2 Now are we free-there's no condemnation ; "Come unto Me,"-oh, hear His sweet call! 3 "Children of God!" oh, glorious calling! Scatter Seeds of Kindness. "God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labour of love."— HEBREWS vi. 10. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 12. LET us gather up the sunbeams Then scatter seeds of kindness, 2 Strange we never prize the music Till the sweet-voiced bird has flown! Shake the white down in the air. 13 3 If we knew the baby fingers, Pressed against the window pane, 4 Ah! those little ice-cold fingers, The Prodigal Child. “I will arise, and go to my father."-LUKE XV. 18. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 13. COME ‘OME home, come home! For the way has been dark, O prodigal child! Come home; oh come home : Come home! come, oh come home! 2 Come home, come home! Come home; oh come home! 14 3 Come home, come home! Come home; oh come home! 4 Come home, come home! Come home; oh come home! Tell Me the Old, Old Story. By special permission of the Author. "The glorious gospel of the blessed God."- -I TIM. i. II. 'ELL me the Old, Old Story TELL Of unseen things above, Of Jesus and His glory, For I am weak and weary, And helpless and defiled. Tell me the Old, Old Story, of Jesus and His love. |