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No. 9.

Blessed Home-Land.

FANNY J. CROSBY.

HUBERT P. Main.

1. Glid-ing o'er life's fit - ful wa - ters, Heav - y surg - es sometimes roll; 2. Oft we catch a faint re - flec- tion of its bright and ver- nal hills; 3. 'Tis the wea-ry pilgrim's Home-land, Where each throbbing care shall cease,

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And we sigh for yon - der ha - ven, For the Home-land of the soul. And, tho' dis - tant, how we hail it! How each heart with rap- ture thrills! And our long-ings and our yearnings, Like a wave, be hush'd to peace.

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1. He that guard-eth Is - ra - el Slum-bers not, nor
2. In the chang-ing scenes of life, Je - sus still is
3. O the rich - es of His grace, And His wondrous

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0 - ver all who trust in Him Faith - ful watch He keeps. Sooth - ing with His gen - tle voice Ev - ery anx - ious fear. Songs at night He giv - eth us, Songs from Heaven a - bove.

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No. 11.

FANNY J. CROSBY.

Saved by Grace.

Geo. C. STEBBINS.

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ở bờ. 1. Some day the sil - ver cord will break, And I no more as now shall sing; 2. Some day my earth-ly house will fall, I can- not tell how soon 'twill be, 3. Some day, wben fades the golden sun Beneath the ro • sy - tint-ed west, 4. Some day; till then I'll watch and wait, My lamp all trimm’dand burning bright,

COPYRIGHT, 1894, BY THE BIGLOW & MAIN CO.

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No. 12.

Blessed be the Name.

“Blessed be the name of the Lord.”—Psa. 113: 2. JOHN NEWTON, arr.

Arr. by IRA D. SANKEY.

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1. How sweet the name of Je • sus sounds, Bless-ed be
2. It makes the wound - ed spir - it whole, Bless-ed be
3. By Thee my pray’rsac - cept - ance gain, Bless-ed be

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name of the Lord, (of the Lord,) It soothes our sorrows, heals our wounds, name of the Lord, (of the Lord,) 'Tis man-na to the hun-gry soul, name of the Lord, (of the Lord,) And E - vil tempts my soul in vain,

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Blessed be the Name.—Concluded.

It soothes our sorrows, heals our wounds, Blessed be the name of the Lord. 'Tis man - na to the hun-gry soul, Blessed be the name of the Lord. And e - vil tempts my soul in vain, Blessed be the name of the Lord.

No. 13.

Show Me Thy Way.

ANON. Arr. F. J. C.

I. ALLAN SANKEY.

1. Show ine Thy way, O Lord, And make it plain: 1 would 0-
2. O Lord, I can - not see; Grant me Thy light; Dark-ness be-
3. I can - not see Thy face, Yet Thou art here; When will the
4. I will be pa-tient, Lord, And do Thy will; I will not

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bey Thy word,-Speak yet a • gain. I would not take one step un. wil - ders me, Cloud-ing my sight; Hold Thou my hand, and keep me morn-ing chase My doubt and fear? When shall I see the place where doubt Thy word, My hopes ful - fil. How can I per - ish, if in

til I know which way it is that Thou would'st have me go. near Thy side: I dare not go a - lone: be Thou my guide. day and night Shall come not, for Thy glo - ry is its light ? Thee I hide; Je • sus, my Com - fort - er, my Hope and Guide!

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