John Zundel, 1870 BEECHER 8.7.8.7.D. 4 1 Love Divine, all loves ex - cel- ling, Joy of heaven, to earth 024 f come down; FINE. A-MEN. For I am His, and He is mine, For ever and for ever. 2 I've found a Friend; O such a Friend! He bled, He died to save me; And not alone the gift of life, But His own self He gave me. Naught that I have mine own I'll call, I'll hold it for the Giver; My heart, my strength, my life, my all, Are His, and His for ever. 3 I've found a Friend; O such a Friend! Eternal glory gleams afar, To nerve my faint endeavor: So now to watch, to work, to war; And then to rest for ever. 4 I've found a friend; O such a Friend, From Him who loves me now so well What power my soul shall sever? Shall life or death, shall earth or hell? No: I am His for ever. Rev. James G. Small, 1866 Thou living water, come, 4 Love of the living God, Rev. Horatius Bonar, 1861 All my hopes in Thee a bide, Thou my Hope, and naught be side: Ever let my glo ry be, Only, only, only Thee. A-MEN. Copyright, 1895, by The Trustees of The Presbyterian Board of Publication and Sabbath-School Work 2 Once again beside the cross, 565 (FERGUSON) S. M. 1 Dear Lord and Master mine, Thy happy servant see; My Conqueror, with what joy Divine 2 I love Thy yoke to wear, To feel Thy gracious bands; 3 No bar would I remove, No bond would I unbind; Within the limits of Thy love Full liberty I find. 3 Blessed Saviour, Thine am I, Thine to live, and Thine to die; Height or depth, or creature power, Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more: Ever shall my glory be, Only, only, only Thee. Rev. George Duffield, 1851 4 I would not walk alone, 5 Dear Lord and Master mine, 6 My Conqueror and my King, And with Thee Thy glad captive bring When Thou return'st to reign. Thomas H. Gill, 1868 566 ORTONVILLE C. M. O Thomas Hastings, 1837 1 Ma - jes - tic sweetness sits enthroned Up-on the Saviour's brow; His head with radiant glo-ries crowned, His lips with grace o'er-flow, His lips with grace o'erflow. (See also HORSLEY, No. 222) A-MEN. My Conqueror, with what joy Di- vine Thy captive clings to Thee! A - MEN. |