The church and home metrical psalter and hymnal, ed. by W. Windle. Appendix

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Side 502 - In the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart, and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me!
Side 489 - Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide ? " In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side.
Side 488 - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
Side 471 - He came sweet influence to impart, A gracious willing Guest, While He can find one humble heart Wherein to rest.
Side 509 - ONWARD, Christian soldiers. Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before. Christ the royal Master Leads against the foe ; Forward into battle, See, his banners go. Onwai-d, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before.
Side 532 - Give us holy freedom, Fill our hearts with love ; Draw us, holy Jesus, To the realms above. 4 Lead us on our journey, Be thyself the way Through terrestrial darkness To celestial day.
Side 508 - One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er ; I am nearer home to-day Than I ever have been before ; Nearer my Father's house, Where the many mansions be ; Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea ; Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down ; Nearer leaving the cross, Nearer gaining the crown.
Side 525 - But I have felt thee in my thoughts, Fighting with sin for me ; And when my heart loves God, I know The sweetness is from thee.
Side 462 - As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ!
Side 503 - But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show, The love of Jesus, what it is, None but his loved ones know.

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