And round my heart still close ly twine Those ties which naught can sev - er, Naught that I have mine own I'll call, I'll hold it for the Giv - er; bo Edward J. Hopkins 191 St. Just C. M. D. With Chorus 4 1 When I had wandered from His fold His love the wand'rer sought; And as with bless-ings it hath teemed, So let it teem with praise. 1{ Come Thou Fount of of mercy, ev'ry blessing, Tune my heart to never ceasing, Call for songs of Praise the mount! I'm fix'd up on it, Mount of God's un-chang-ing love! Teach me some me - lo- dious son-net, Sung by flam-ing tongues a-bove; A- men. 193 Birtchnell 8, 7, 8, 7. D. Frank Birtchnell 4 1 Now I know the great Re-deem - er, Know He lives and spreads His fame; 4 4 Lives and all the heav'ns a dore Him; Lives-and earth re- sounds His Name. Light and life, and con- so-la- tion, All the good I e'er can know. A men. 6 2 My Redeemer lives within me, Lives and heavenly life conveys; Lives-and glory now surrounds me; Lives and I His Name shall praise.-Ref. 3 Soon shall I behold my Saviour; |