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JESU, 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.

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.

H When, by passion strong possest,

OLY Jesu! Saviour blest!

Through this world of sin we stray,
Thou to guide us art the Way.

2 Holy Jesu! 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.

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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.

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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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God, my Father, while I 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!

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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,

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Thy will be done!

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.

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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.

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Beyond this vale of tears

There is a life above,

Unmeasured by the flight of
And all that life is love.

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

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Lord God of truth and grace

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Teach us that death to shun,

Lest we be banished from Thy face,
And evermore undone.

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NEARER, 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.

2 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.

3 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.

4 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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