No. 14.

All for

Jesus.

EDITA G. CHERRY.

I. ALLAN SANKEY.

1. I have heard Thy voice, Lord Je-sus, Say-ing in Thy grace di - vine, 2. I have nothing worth Thy taking, Thou, whom heav'nly hosts a-dore ! 3. For the words that now Thy children Whisper up-ward falt'ring - ly,

"Fear thou not, I have redeem'd thee; I have call’d thee, thou art Mine.”

But my heart is long-ing, yearning, To be Thine for ev - er - more.
Soon shall be their shout of tri-umph, Echoing far from sea to sea.

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All for Je - - - - sus! All for Je.sus All for
Je - sus! All for Je - sus!

Je-sus! All for Je-sus!

UNT'
MNT TUL

morn - ing light, And talk of all Thy truth at night. tune be found, Like Da - vid's harp, of sol - emn sound. bright they shine! How deep His coun - sels, how di - vine!

No. 16.

Just for To-Day.

“As thy days, so sball thy strength be.”—DEUT. 33: 25. EBEN E. REXFORD.

VICTOR H. BENKE.

1. My Fa-ther, this I ask of Thee; Knowing that Thou wilt grant the plea, -2. I do not ask a lift - ed load, Nor for a smooth and thornless road; 3. Strength for the present hourand need—This giv-en, then I'm blest in-deed, 4. Strength for to-day, that I may make Some sad souls glad, for Je-sus' sake;

Strength for each tri-al and each task, What more, my Fa-ther, should I ask ?

IS

Just as I need it, day by day, Strength for my weakness, -this I pray.

: bordben

No Night There

No. 17.

u For there shall be no night there."-REV. 21 : 25. JOHN R. CLEMENTS.

(Solo or Semi Chorus.)

1. In the land of fade-less day Lies “the city four-square,” It shall
2. All the gates of pearl are made, In "the city four-square,” All the
3. And the gates shall nev-er close To "the city four-square,” There life's
4. There they need no sunshine bright, In “that city four-square," For the

And they count not time by years, For there is “nonight there."
And they count not time by years, by years, For there is no night there."

No. 18.

The Blessed Rock.

“And that Rock was Christ.”—1 Cor. 10: 4.

GRACE J. FRANCES.

HUBERT P, MAIN.

1. ’Mid the wild and fear-ful blast, I have reached the Rock at last; 2. Wrecked by sin and tempest tossed, Compass, chart and an-chor lost, 3. Rock, that hides my trembling soul From the storms that darkly roll; 4. When be - yond the vale of night, I shall soar to realms of light;

Help-less, weak and sore dis-mayed, To the cross I'll cling for aid.
He whose power a - lone can save, Lulls the wind and stills the wave.
While be- neath, the sur-ges dash, Thunders roar, and lightnings flash.
When mine eyes be-hold the King, Heart and soul and tongue shall sing.