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Side 184 - I'll cheerful leave, And find my heaven in thee. OP £ CM Wachusett. Princeton. ODD Longing for a eloser Walk with. God. 1 OH! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame : A light, to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb.
Side 116 - NEARER, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Side 152 - 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.
Side 137 - Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! No, when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere His name.
Side 182 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died"— they cry, "To be exalted thus :"— "Worthy the Lamb"— our lips reply,
Side 191 - Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and show ourselves glad in him with psalms. For the Lord is a great God ; and a great King above all gods. In his hand are all the corners of the earth ; and the strength of the hills is his also.
Side 85 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Side 115 - Work, for the night is coming, When man works no more. 3 Work, for the night is coming, Under the sunset skies; While their bright tints are glowing, Work, for daylight flies : Work, till the last beam fadeth, Fadeth to shine no more : Work, while the night is darkening, When man's work is o'er.