1 O sing "Hallelujah! praise ye the Lord!" His praises, my soul, with rapture record! I'll praise Him while living, I'll praise Him in death, His praise shall employ me, when panting for breath. 2 'Tis good to rely on Israél's God; He spreads the wide heavens in splendor abroad; The earth and the seas are the work of His hand, The word of Jehovah for ever shall stand. 3 Jehovah, most high, for ever shall reign; O Zion! Thy God shall ever remain; His praise generations unceasing shall sing; Praise, praise ye Jehovah, your Maker and King. 1 Yes, for me, for me He careth 2 Yes, for me He standeth pleading Constant in untiring love. 3 Yes, in me, in me He dwelleth ; I in Him, and He in me! And my empty soul He filleth Here and through eternity. Thus I wait for His returning, Singing all the way to heaven; Such the joyful song of morning, Bach the tranquil song of even. 1 QUIET, Lord, my froward heart; Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weanéd child, From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 2 What Thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to Thy wisdom leave: 'Tis enough that Thou wilt care; Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own, Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone, Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. JESUS, Sun of righteousness, Do Thou on our darkness shine, May Thy love, with tender glow, Warm and cheer us, forth to go; 3 Thou, our only hope and guide, Till the eternal morning break; 1 Jesus, Master, whose I am, 2 Other lords have long held sway; Now Thy name alone to bear Thy dear voice alone obey, Is my daily, hourly prayer. Whom have I in heaven but Thee? Nothing else my joy can be. 3 Jesus, Master, I am Thine; Keep me faithful, keep me near; Let Thy presence in me shine All my homeward way to cheer. Jesus, at Thy feet I fall, O be Thou my All in all! |