4 Be of good cheer, for God's own Son Forgives all sins which thou hast done; Thou'rt justified by Jesus' blood,

Thy baptism grants the highest good.

5 If thou be sick, if death draw near, This truth thy troubled heart can cheer; Christ Jesus saves my soul from death, That is the firmest ground of faith.

6 Glory to God the Father, Son,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One!
To Thee, O blessed Trinity,
Be praise now and eternally!

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GRACE! 'tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to the ear;

Heav'n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;

And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.

3 Grace first inscribed my name In God's eternal book;

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'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb, Who all my sorrows took.

4 Grace led my roving feet

To tread the heavenly road; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God.

5 Grace taught my soul to pray,

And made my eyes o'erflow;

"Twas grace that kept me to this day, And will not let me go.

C Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;

It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

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6,6,6,6,8,8, (H. M.)

THY works, not mine, O Christ,
Speak gladness to this heart;
They tell me all is done;

They bid my fear depart,

To whom, save Thee, who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?

2 Thy cross, not mine, O Christ,
Has borne the awful load
Of sins, that none in heaven

Or earth could bear but God.
To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?

3 Thy death, not mine, O Christ,
Has paid the ransom due;
Ten thousand deaths like mine

Would have been all too few.
To whom, save Thee, who canst alone
For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?

4 Thy righteousness, O Christ,
Alone can cover me;
No righteousness avails

Save that which is of Thee.

To whom, save Thee, who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?

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O MYSTERY of love Divine

C. M.

That thought and thanks o'erpowers! Lord Jesus, was our portion Thine. And is Thy portion ours?

2 Emmanuel, didst Thou take our place To set us in Thine own?

Didst Thou our low estate embrace
To lift us to Thy throne?

3 Didst Thou fulfill each righteous deed, God's perfect will express,

That we, th' unfaithful ones, might plead
Thy perfect faithfulness?

4 On Thy pure soul did dread and gloom In that drear garden rise?

Are ours the brightness and the bloom
Of Thine own Paradise?

5 For Thee the Father's hidden face?
For Thee the bitter cry?

For us the Father's endless grace,
The song of victory?

6 Our load of sin and misery

Didst Thou, the Sinless, bear?
Thy spotless robe of purity
Do we, the sinners, wear?

7 Lord Jesus, is it even so?

Have we been loved thus?

What love can we on Thee bestow
Who hast exchanged with us?

8 Thou, who our very place didst take,
Dwell in our very heart:

Thou, who Thy portion ours dost make, Thyself, Thyself, impart.

SANCTIFICATION

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JESUS, still lead on,

5,5,8,8,5,5

Till our rest be won;

And, although the way be cheerless,
We will follow calm and fearless,
Guide us by Thy hand

To our fatherland.

2 If the way be drear,
If the foe be near,

Let no faithless fears o'ertake us ;
Let not faith and hope forsake us;
For through many a woe

To our home we go.

3 When we seek relief

From a long-felt grief:

When temptations come alluring,
Make us patient and enduring;
Show us that bright shore
Where we weep no more.

4 Jesus, still lead on,

Till our rest be won:

Heavenly Leader, still direct us,
Still support, control, protect us,
Till we safely stand

In our fatherland.

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L. M.

GOD of my life, whose gracious power Through various deaths my soul hath

led;

Or turned aside the fatal hour,

Or lifted up my sinking head:

2 In all my ways Thy hand I own,
Thy ruling Providence I see:
O help me still my course to run,
And still direct my path to Thee.
3 Whither, O whither should I fly

But to my loving Savior's breast?
Secure within Thine arms to lie,

And safe beneath Thy wings to rest! 4 I have no skill the snare to shun,

But Thou, O Christ, my Wisdom art! I ever into ruin run:

But Thou art greater than my heart.

5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind,

Lead me a way I have not known; Bring me where I my heaven may find, The heaven of loving Thee alone.

6 Enlarge my heart to make Thee room; Enter, and in me ever stay:

The crooked then shall straight become; The darkness shall be lost in day.

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8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7

LET us ever walk with Jesus,

Follow His example pure,

Flee the world, that would deceive us And to sin our soul allure.

Ever in His footsteps treading,

Body here, yet soul above,
Full of faith and hope and love,
Let us do the Father's bidding.
Faithful Lord, abide with me,
Savior, lead, I follow Thee.

2 Let us suffer here with Jesus,
To His image e'er conform;