the worlds a- bove, How pleas - ant and how fair

ings of Thy love, Thine earth - ly tem

To Thine abode My heart as - pires, With warm de - sires To see

15 RAYNOLDS 10. 10. 10. 10

Arr. from Felix Mendelssohn

1. Fa-ther, again in Jesus' name we meet, And bow in pen -i-tence beneath Thy feet;

2 0, we would bless Thee for Thy ceaseless care,
And all Thy work from day to day declare!
Is not our life with hourly mercies crowned ?
Does not Thine arm encircle us around?

3 Alas! unworthy of Thy boundless love,
Too oft with careless feet from Thee we rove;
But now, encouraged by Thy voice, we come,
Returning sinners, to a Father's home.

4 O, by that name in which all fulness dwells,
O, by that love which every love excels,
O, by that blood so freely shed for sin,
Open blest mercy's gate, and take us in!

HENDON 7.7.7.7

4 4

Lucy E. G. Whitmore, 1824 Rev. H. A. Caesar Malan, 1827

1. Lord, we come be- fore Thee now, At Thy feet we hum - bly bow; O, do not

our

suit disdain! Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain? Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain?

To Thine abode My heart as - pires, With warm de - sires To see my

2 Christians, we here may meet no more;
But there is yet a happier shore;
And there, released from toil and pain,
Dear brethren, we shall meet again.