A sweeter sound than Thy blest name,
O Saviour of mankind!

O hope of every contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,

To those who fall, how kind Thou art!
How good to those who seek!

Nor tongue nor pen can show: The love of Jesus, what it is, None but His loved ones know.

5 Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize wilt be; Jesus, be Thou our glory now,

And through eternity.

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2 O grant that nothing in my soul May dwell, but Thy pure love alone; O may Thy love possess me whole,

My joy, my treasure, and my crown: Strange fires far from my soul remove; My every act, word, thought, be love. 3 O love, how cheering is thy ray!

All pain before thy presence flies:
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,

Where'er thy healing beams arise.
O Jesus, nothing may I see,
Or hear, or feel, or think, but Thee.

4 Still let Thy love point out my way; How wondrous things Thy love hath Still lead me, lest I go astray; [wrought!

Direct my work, inspire my thought; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near. 5 In suffering, be Thy love my peace;

In weakness, be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease,

Jesus, in that important hour,
In death, as life, be Thou my guide,
And save me, Who for me hast died.

Rev. PAUL GERHARDT, 1653 Rev. JOHN WESLEY, 1739, alt.

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2 For life and love, for rest and food, For daily help and nightly care, Sing to the Lord; for He is good:

And praise His name, for it is fair. For He is Lord of heav'n and earth, Whom angels serve and saints adore, The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

To Whom be praise for evermore.

3 For strength to those who on Him wait,
His truth to prove, His will to do,
Praise ye our God; for He is great:
Trust in His name, for it is true.

For He is Lord of heav'n and earth,
Whom angels serve and saints adore,
The Father, Son and Holy Ghost,

To Whom be praise for evermore.

4 For life below, with all its bliss, And for that life, more pure and high, That inner life, which over this

Shall ever shine, and never die. Sing to the Lord of heaven and earth, Whom angels serve and saints adore, The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To Whom be praise for evermore.

Rev. JOHN S. B. MONSELL, 1862