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2 What I am, as one redeemed,
Saved and rescued by the Lord;
Hating what I once esteemed,
Loving what I once abhorred;

3 What I hope to be ere long,
When I take my place above,
When I join the heavenly throng,
When I see the God of love.

4 Then I hope like him to be,

Who redeemed his saints from sin,
Whom I now obscurely see,
Through a veil that stands between

ANCIENT GERMAN HYMN.
Tr. R. S. Willis.

A-men.

CRUSADERS' HYMN. 56,8; 55,8.

Arr. R. S. Willis.

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FA

AIREST Lord Jesus! Ruler of all nature!
O thou of God and man the Son!

Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honor,

Thee, my soul's glory, joy, and crown.

2 Fair are the meadows, Fairer still the woodlands! Robed in the blooming garb of spring;

Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,

Who makes the woeful heart to sing.

3 Fair is the sunshine, Fairer still the moonlight,
And all the twinkling starry host;

Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer
Than all the angels heaven can boast.

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RAPHAEL. From Donizetti.

ESUS, these eyes have never seen
That radiant form of thine!
The veil of sense hangs dark between
Thy blessed face and mine!

2 I see thee not, I hear thee not,
Yet art thou oft with me;

And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot,
As where I meet with thee.

3 Like some bright dream that comes unsought,
When slumbers o'er me roll,

Thine image ever fills my thought,
And charms my ravished soul.

4 Yet though I have not seen, and still
Must rest in faith alone;

I love thee, dearest Lord!—and will,
Unseen, but not unknown.

5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal,
And still this throbbing heart,

The rending veil shall thee reveal,
All glorious as thou art!

THE WARFARE.

I. Watts.

A-men.

AMES. L. M.

S. Neukomm.

1 STAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears,
And gird the gospel armor on;

March to the gates of endless joy,

Where Jesus, thy great Captain 's gone.

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2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course;

But hell and sin are vanquished foes;
Thy Saviour nailed them to the cross,

And sung the triumph when he rose.

3 Then let my soul march boldly on,-
Press forward to the heavenly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glittering robes for conquerors wait.

4 There shall I wear a starry crown,
And triumph in almighty grace,

While all the armies of the skies

Join in my glorious Leader's praise.

HYMN OF ZINZENDORF.

Tr. J. Borthwick.

END.

A-men.

ZINZENDORF. 55,88,55.

A. Drese.

D.C.

JE

ESUS, still lead on Till our rest be won;
And although the way be cheerless,
We will follow, calm and fearless :
Guide us by thy hand To our Fatherland!

2 If the way be drear, If the foe be near,
Let not faithless fears o'ertake us,

Let not faith and hope forsake us;

For, through many a foe, To our home we go!

3 When we seek relief From a long-felt grief;
When temptations come alluring,

Make us patient and enduring:

Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more!

4 Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won;
Heavenly Leader, still direct us,
Still support, console, protect us,
Till we safely stand In our Fatherland!

A-men.

2 Is not thy name melodious still

To mine attentive ear?

Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound,
My Saviour's voice to hear?

3 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock
I would disdain to feed?

Hast thou a foe before whose face
I fear thy cause to plead?

4 Would not my heart pour forth its blood
In honor of thy name?

And challenge the cold hand of death
To damp th' immortal flame?

5 Thou knowést that I love thee, Lord;
But O, I long to soar

Far from the sphere of mortal joys,
And learn to love thee more.

A-men.