Je-sus, Thou art all com-pas-sion,Pure,unbounded love Thou art;
Take a-way the love of sin-ning; Al-pha and O-me- ga be;

1.0 Love that wilt not let mego, Irest my weary soul in Thee; I give Thee back the

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CHARLES WESLEY.

GEORGE F. HANDEL.

1. I know that my Re-deem - er lives, And ever

prays for me:

A token of His love He gives, A pledge of liberty. A-MEN.

2 0 Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine's glow, its day
May brighter, fairer be.

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10 what a blessed hope is ours!

While here on earth we stay,
We more than taste the heavenly powers,
And antedate that day.

2 We feel the resurrection near,
Our life in Christ concealed,
And with His glorious presence here
Our earthen vessels filled.

30 would He all of heaven bestow!
Then like our Lord we'll rise;
Our bodies, fully ransomed, go
To take the glorious prize.
Charles Wesley.

Margaret.

3 0 Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;

I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.

40 Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee:
I lay in dust life's glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

George Matheson.

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ISAAC WATTS.

JOHN HATTON.

1. Jesus shall reign wher-e'er the sun Does his suc-ces-sive journeys run;

His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

AMEN.

2 To Him shall endless prayer be made,
And endless praises crown His head:
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

3 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song;

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And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His name.
Blessings abound where'er He reigns;
The prisoner leaps to loose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

Missionary Chant. L. M.

HEINRICH C. ZEUNER..

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1. Go, la-bor on; spend and be spent, Thy joy to do the Fa-ther's will;

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It is the way the Master went; Should not the servant tread it still? A-MEN.

2 Go, labor on; 'tis not for naught;

Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain;
Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not;
The Master praises,-what are men?

3 Go, labor on; enough, while here,
If He shall praise thee if He deign

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Thy willing heart to mark and cheer:

No toil for Him shall be in vain.

Toil ca, and in thy toil rejoice;

For toil comes rest, for exile home; Soon shalt thon hear the Bridegroom's voice,

The midnight peal:"Behold, I come!"