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His new com-mand-ment Jesus gives, His blessed word of

love. AMEN.

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3 Then, Jesus, be Thy spirit ours,
And swift our feet shall move
To deeds of pure self-sacrifice,
And the sweet tasks of love.
Rev. Samuel Longfellow, 1848

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The veil of

sense hangs dark be-tween Thy bless-ed face and mine. A - MEN.

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4 If He is mine, let friends forsake,
And earthly comforts flee;

544 (ECKHARDTSHEIM) C. M.
1 If Christ is mine, then all is mine,
And more than angels know;
Both present things and things to come, He, the Dispenser of all good,
And grace and glory too.

2 If He is mine, then, though He frown,
He never will forsake;

His chastisements all work for good,
And but His love bespeak.

3 If He is mine, I need not fear
The rage of earth and hell;
He will support my feeble frame,
And all their power repel.

Is more than these to me.

5 If He is mine, I'll fearless pass

Through death's tremendous vale; He'll be my Comfort and my Stay When heart and flesh shall fail.

6 Let Jesus tell me He is mine,
I nothing want beside:

My soul shall at the Fountain live
When all the streams are dried.

Rev. Benjamin Beddome, publ. 1817

545 ST. AGNES C. M.

Rev. John B. Dykes, 1866

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1 Jesus, the ver y thought of Thee With sweet - ness fills

my breast;

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But sweet-er far Thy face to see,

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in Thy presence rest.

A-MEN.

2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, 4 But what to those who find? Ah, this Nor can the memory find,

A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name,
O Saviour of mankind.

3 O Hope of every contrite heart,

O Joy of all the meek,

To those who fall, how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!

ECKHARDTSHEIM C. M.

Nor tongue nor pen can show: The love of Jesus, what it is

None but His loved ones know.

5 Jesus, our only Joy be Thou,
As Thou our Prize wilt be;
Jesus, be Thou our Glory now,
And through eternity.

Anon. (Latin, 11th Century). Trans. by Rev. Edward Caswall, 1849

Heinrich C. Zeuner, 1833

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Both pres-ent things and things to come, And grace and glory too.

A - MEN.

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My

only hope and com - fort, My glory and my plea. A-MEN.

2 I could not do without Thee,
I cannot stand alone,

I have no strength or goodness,
No wisdom of my own;
But Thou, belovèd Saviour,

Art All in all to me,
And weakness will be power,

If leaning hard on Thee.

3 I could not do without Thee;
No other friend can read

The spirit's strange deep longings,
Interpreting its need;

No human heart could enter
Each dim recess of mine,
And soothe, and hush, and calm it,
O blessed Lord, but Thine.

4 I could not do without Thee,
For years are fleeting fast,
And soon in solemn loneliness
The river must be passed;
But Thou wilt never leave me,
And though the waves roll high,
I know Thou wilt be near me,
And whisper, "It is I."

Frances R. Havergal, 1873

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