8 Come then, Lamb for sinners slain,
Come and ease me of my pain;
Evermore I cry to Thee:
Jesus, Jesus, come to me!

9 Patiently I wait Thy day;
For this gift yet, Lord, I pray,
That, when death shall come to me,
My sweet Jesus Thou wilt be.

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JESUS, Lover of my soul,

Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the waters nearer roll,
While the tempest still is high!
Hide me, O my Savior, hide,
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide;

O receive my soul at last!

2 Other refuge have I none;

Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, ah, leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me!
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring:
Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of Thy wing.

3 Wilt Thou not regard my call? Wilt Thou not accept my prayer? Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall;

Lo! on Thee I cast my care. Reach me out Thy gracious hand! While I of Thy strength receive,

Hoping against hope I stand,

Dying, and behold, I live!

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4 Thou, O Christ, art all I want;
More than all in Thee I find:
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy name;

I am all unrighteousness:
False and full of sin I am;

Thou art full of truth and grace.

5 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;

Let the healing streams abound;
Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the Fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee:
Spring Thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.

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O FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise,
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace!

2 My gracious Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,

C. M.

To spread through all the earth abroad The honors of Thy name.

3 Jesus! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease;

"Tis music in the sinner's ears,
"Tis life, and health, and peace.

4 He breaks the power of canceled sin,
He sets the prisoner free;

His blood can make the foulest clean; His blood avails for me.

5 Look unto Him, ye nations; own Your God, ye fallen race;

Look, and be saved through faith alone Be justified by grace.

6 See all your sins on Jesus laid;
The Lamb of God was slain:

His soul was once an offering made
For every soul of man.

7 Glory to God, and praise, and love,
Be ever, ever given

By saints below and saints above,
The Church in earth and heaven.

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O FRIEND of souls, how blest am I
Whene'er Thy love my spirit calms!
From sorrow's dungeon forth I fly,

And hide me in Thy shelt'ring arms.
The night of weeping flies away
Before the heart-reviving ray

Of love, that beams from out Thy
breast;

Here is my heaven on earth begun;
Who is not joyful, that has won

In Thee, O Lord, his joy and rest?

2 The world may call herself my foe,
So be it; for I trust her not,
E'en though a friendly face she show,
And heap with her good things my lot.
In Thee alone will I rejoice,

Thou art the Friend, Lord, of my choice,
For Thou art true when friendships

fail;

'Mid storms of woe Thy truth is still

My anchor; hate me as she will,

The world shall o'er me ne'er prevail.

3 The Law may threaten endless death From awful Sinai's burning hill, Straightway from its consuming breath My soul through faith mounts higher still;

She throws herself at Jesus' feet

And finds with Him a safe retreat

Where curse and death can never come. Though all things threaten condemnation, Yet Jesus, Thou art my Salvation,

For in Thy love I find my home.

4 Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest,

I follow leaning on Thy hand; From out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest,

And giv'st him water from the sand.
I know Thy wondrous ways will end
In love and blessing, Thou true Friend;
Enough, if Thou art ever near.

I know whom Thou wilt glorify,
And raise o'er sun and stars on high,
Thou lead'st through depths and dark-
ness here.

5 To others death seems dark and grim,
But not, Thou Life of life, to me,
I know Thou ne'er forsakest him

Whose heart and spirit rest in Thee.
Oh! who would fear his journey's close,
If from dark woods and lurking foes

He then find safety and release?

Nay, rather, with a joyful heart

From this dark region I depart

To Thy eternal light and peace.

60 Friend of souls, then blest indeed
Am I when on Thy love I lean!
The world, nor pain, nor death I heed,
Since Thou, my God, my Joy hast been.
O let this peace that Thou hast given,
Be but a foretaste of Thy heaven,

For goodness infinite is Thine.
Hence, world with all Thy flattering
toys!

In God alone lie all my joys;

O rich delight, my Friend is mine!

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GOD'S WORD

L. M.

LORD Jesus Christ, with us abide,
For round us falls the even-tide;
Let not Thy Word, that heavenly light,
For us be ever veiled in night.

2 In these last days of sore distress
Grant us, dear Lord, true steadfastness,
That pure we keep, till life is spent,
Thy holy Word and Sacrament.

3 Lord Jesus, help, Thy Church uphold,
For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold;
Indue Thy Word with power and grace,
And spread its truth in every place.

4 O keep us in Thy Word, we pray;
The guile and rage of Satan stay;
Unto Thy Church grant, Lord, Thy grace,
Peace, concord, patience, fearlessness.