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ESU, Lord, we look to Thee,
Let us in Thy name agree:
Show Thyself the Prince of Peace,
Bid all strife for ever cease.

2. By Thy reconciling love
Every stumblingblock remove:
Each to each unite, endear;
Come and spread Thy banner here.

3 Make us of one heart and mind,
Courteous, pitiful, and kind;
Lowly, meek, in thought and word,
Altogether like our Lord.

4 Let us each for other care,
Each his brother's burden bear;
To the world the pattern give—
Show how Christ's disciples live.

5 Let us then with joy remove
To Thy family above;
On the wings of angels fly—
Show how Christ's disciples die.

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OLY Jesus Saviour blest!
When, by passion strong possest,
Through this world of sin we stray,
Thou to guide us art the Way.

2 Holy Jesus when like night
Error dims our clouded sight,
Through the mists of sin to shine
Thou dost rise, the Truth divine.

3 Holy Jesu ! when our power
Fails us in temptation’s hour,
All unequal to the strife—
Thou to aid us art the Life.

4 Who would reach his heavenly home,
Who would to the Father come,
And His glorious presence see,
Jesu! He must come by Thee.

5 Channel of the Father's grace |
Image of the Father's Face .
Saviour blest! Incarnate Son!
With the Father Thou art One.

3I4.
HOU art the Way—to Thee alone
From sin and death we flee;
And he who would the Father seek,
Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee.

2 Thou art the Truth—Thy word alone
True wisdom can impart ;
Thou only canst inform the mind,
And purify the heart.

3 Thou art the Life—the opening tomb Proclaims Thy conquering arm; And those who put their trust in Thee Nor death nor hell shall harm.

4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;
Grant us that way to know,
That truth to keep, that life to win
Whence joys eternal flow.

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Y God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home, in life's rough way,
O teach me from my heart to say,
Thy will be done!

2 If Thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prize, it ne'er was mine;
I only yield Thee what was Thine—
Thy will be done!

3 If but my fainting heart be blest
With Thy sweet Spirit for its Guest,
My God, to Thee I leave the rest—
Thy will be done

4 Renew my will from day to day;
Blend it with Thine, and take away
All that now makes it hard to say,
Thy will be done!

5 Then, when on earth I breathe no more,
The prayer, oft mixed with tears before,
I’ll sing upon a happier shore,
Thy will be done!

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ET me be with Thee where Thou art,
My Saviour, my eternal rest!
Then only will this longing heart
Be fully and for ever blest.

2 Let me be with Thee where Thou art,
Thy unveiled glory to behold:
Then only will this wandering heart
Cease to be treacherous, faithless, cold.

3 Let me be with Thee where Thou art,
Where spotless saints Thy name adore:
Then only will this sinful heart
Be evil and defiled no more.

4 Let me be with Thee where Thou art,
Where none can die, where none remove :
There neither death nor life will part
Me from Thy presence and Thy love.

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WHERE shall rest be found,
Rest for the weary soul?
'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound,
Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh:
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

3 Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years—
And all that life is love.

4 There is a death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath;
O what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death !

5 Lord God of truth and grace
Teach us that death to shun,
Lest we be banished from Thy face,
And evermore undone.

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EARER, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee!
E’en though it be a cross
That raiseth me,
Still all my song shall be—
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

Though like a wanderer,
The sun gone down,
Darkness comes over me—
My rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I'll be
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

Then let the way appear
Steps unto heaven,
All that Thou sendest me
In mercy given,
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

Then with my waking thoughts

Bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs

Bethels I’ll raise;
So by my woes to be
Nearer, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee.

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