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263 BEAUTIFUL Savior! King of creation !

Son of God and Son of man! Truly I'd love Thee, Truly I'd serve Thee,

Light of my soul, my Joy, my Crown.

2 Fair are the meadows, fair are the woodlands,

Robed in flowers of blooming spring; Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer;

He makes our sorrowing spirit sing.

3 Fair is the sunshine, fair is the moonlight,

Bright the sparkling stars on high;
Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer,

Than all the angels in the sky.

4 Beautiful Savior! Lord of the nations !

Son of God and Son of man!
Glory and honor, praise, adoration,
Now and forevermore be Thine!

Crusaders' Hymn.
J. A. Seiss, Tr.

264

Joy of the sad; Hope of the dreary,

Light of the glad; Home of the stranger,

Strength to the end; Refuge from danger,

Savior and Friend.

2 Pillow, where, lying,

Love rests its head; Peace of the dying,

Life of the dead. Path of the lowly,

Prize at the end; Breath of the holy,

Savior and Friend.

3 When my feet stumble,

I'll to Thee cry; Crown of the humble,

Cross of the high: When my steps wander,

Over me bend, Truer and fonder

Savior and Friend.

4 Ever confessing

Thee, will I raise Unto Thee blessing,

Glory and praise : All my endeavor,

World without end, Thine to be ever,

Savior and Friend.

R. Palmer.

265
WITH all my heart I love Thee, Lord;

Forsake me not, but still afford
Thy ready help and favor ;
The world, its joys delight me not,

Nor earth nor heav'n could be my lot,

Wert Thou not mine forever. And should my heart with sorrow break, Thyself my portion I will make, My trust, my heart's delight, my all, Whose blood redeemed me from the fall:

Lord Jesus Christ! My God and Lord! Thy gracious name Preserve me from eternal shame.

2 My body, soul, and all I have
Are Thine, O Lord, to keep and save,

In this our life of sadness:
I pray Thee grant me daily grace,
To use each gift to Thy sole praise,

For other's good and gladness:
From doctrine false, from error wild,
From Satan's lies protect Thy child !
My soul with Thy whole strength prepare,
My cross is meekest love to bear:

Lord Jesus Christ!
My God and Lord! Thy gracious name
Preserve me from eternal shame.

3 My soul let Thine own angels dear, To Abram's bosom bear and cheer,

When she her fight is taking:
My body, in its chamber still,
Securely keep from wrong and ill,

Till earth's last great awaking:
Then raise me, Lord, to be with Thee,
That these mine eyes with joy may see,
O Son of God, Thy glorious face,
My Savior, and my fount of grace!

Lord Jesus Christ,
Thy servant hear! hear, I emplore,
That I may praise Thee evermore!

M. Schalling
H. G. de Bunsen, Tr.

266 MY

Y FAITH looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,

Savior divine!
Now hear me while I pray;
Take all my guilt away;
Oh, let me from this day

Be wholly Thine!

2 May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart,

My zeal inspire;
As Thou hast died for me,
Oh, may my love to Thee,
Pure, warm, and changeless be, -

A living fire!

3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread,

Be Thou my guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray

From Thee aside!

4 When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold,' sullen stream

Shall o'er me roll;

Blest Savior, then in love,
Fear and distrust remove;
Oh, bear me safe above,

A ransomed soul!

R. Palmer.

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267 TESUS sinners doth receive."

Word of surest consolation, Word all sorrow to relieve,

Word of pardon, peace, salvation! Naught like this can comfort give:

"Jesus sinners doth receive." 2 On God's grace we have no claim,

Yet to us His pledge is given; He hath sworn by His own name,

Open are the gates of heaven. Take to heart this word and live:

"Jesus sinners doth receive." 3 When a helpless lamb doth stray,

After it, the Shepherd, pressing Through each dark and dangerous way,

Brings it back, His own possessing. Jesus, seeks Thee, O believe:

"Jesus sinners doth receive." 4 Sorrowing, Lord, I yield to Thee,

Weary of sin's heavy burden; Let Thy grace my portion be,

All I crave for is Thy pardon. This, Thy promise, I believe: "Jesus sinners doth receive."

E. Neumeister.
Tr. Composite.

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