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Rev. GEORGE COLES.

D.C.S

1 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone,
He, whom I fix my hopes upon;
His track I see, and I'll pursue
The narrow way till him I view.
The way the holy prophets went-
The road that leads from banishment,—
The King's highway of holiness,
I'll go, for all his paths are peace.
2 This is the way I long have sought,
And mourned because I found it not;
My grief a burden long has been,
Because I was not saved from sin.

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The more I strove against its power,
I felt its weight and guilt the more;
Till late I heard my Savior say,
Come hither, soul, I am the way.

3 Lo! glad I come; and thou, blest Lamb,
Shalt take me to thee as I am;
Nothing but sin have I to give-
Nothing but love shall I receive.
Then will I tell to sinners round
What a dear Savior I have found;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And say, Behold the way to God.

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3 When the sun of bliss is beaming. Light and love upon my way,

1 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story

Gathers round its head sublime.

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive and fears annoy, Never shall the Cross forsake me; Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

1 I saw a way-worn trav'ler,
In tattered garments clad,
And, struggling up the mountain,
It seemed that he was sad.
His back was laden heavy,

His strength was almost gone, Yet he shouted as he journeyed, "Deliverance will come!

CHORUS.

Then palms of victory, Crowns of glory, Palms of victory

I shall wear.

2 The summer sun was shining, The sweat was on his brow, His garments worn and dusty, His step seemed very slow: But he kept pressing onward,

For he was wending home, Still shouting as he journeyed, "Deliverance will come!"

3 I saw him in the evening,
The sun was bending low,
He'd overtopped the mountain
And reached the vale below:
He saw the golden city,-

His everlasting home,And shouted loud, Hosanna, "Deliverance will come!'

4 I heard the song of triumph
They sang upon that shore,
Saying, Jesus has redeemed us
To suffer nevermore:
Then, casting his eyes backward
On the race which he had run,
He shouted loud, "Hosanna,
Deliverance has come!"

CHORUS.

Let me go, 't is Jesus calls me;
Let me gain the realms of day;
Bear me over angel pinions,
Longs my soul to be away.

2 Let me go where none are weary,
Where is raised no wail of woe;
Let me go and bathe my spirit
In the raptures angels know;
Let me go, for bliss eternal

Lures my soul away, away,,
And the victor's song triumphant
Thrills my heart-I can not stay.

3 Let me go where tears and sighing
Are for evermore unknown,
Where the joyous songs of glory
Call me to a happier home.
Let me go-I'd cease this dying,
I would gain life's fairer plains;
Let me join the myriad harpers,
Let me chant their rapturous strains.
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The Night Cometh.

1 Work, for the night is coming,
Work through the morning hours;
Work while the dew is sparkling,
Work 'mid springing flowers;

Work when the day grows brighter,
Work in the glowing sun;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man's work is done.

2 Work, for the night is coming,
Work through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labor,
Rest comes sure and soon.
Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man works no more.

3 Work, for the night is coming,
Under the sunset skies;
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work, for the daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more;
Work while the night is darkening,
When man's work is o'er.

136 The Savior's Kingdom. 1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Doth his successive journeys run; His kingdom spread from shore to shore, [more. Till moon shall wax and wane no 2 From north to south the princes To pay their homage at his feet; [meet While western empires own their Lord,

And savage tribes attend his word.

3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his Name. 137 Joy of Worship.

1 Great God, attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence

springs;

To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.

2 God is our sun, he makes our day; God is our shield, he guards our way From all assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within.

3 All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too;
He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.
138 Love passing Knowledge.
1 Of him who did salvation bring,
I could forever think and sing;
Arise, ye needy,-he 'll relieve;
Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive.

2 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone
I shed my tears and make my moan;
Where'er I am, where'er I move,
I meet the object of my love.
3 Insatiate to this spring I fly;
I drink, and yet am ever dry:
Ah! who against thy charms is proof?
Ah! who that loves, can love enough?

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The Church. 1 Jesus, from whom all blessings flow, Great Builder of thy Church below, If now thy Spirit moves my breast, Hear, and fulfill thine own request. 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, And wait thy sanctifying word, And thee their utmost Savior ownUnite and perfect them in one. 3 O let them all thy mind express, Stand forth thy chosen witnesses; Thy power unto salvation show, And perfect holiness below. 140 Spiritual Baptism. 1 O Spirit of the living God,

In all thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race.

2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love,

To preach the reconciling word; Give power and unction from above, Where'er the joyful sound is heard.

3 Baptize the nations; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record; The name of Jesus glorify

Till every kindred call him Lord. 141 Following the Savior. 10 thou, to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart, it pants for

thee;

O burst these bonds, and set it free.

2 Savior, where'er thy steps I see,
O let thy hand support me still,
Dauntless, untired, I follow thee;
And lead me to thy holy hill.

3 If rough and thorny be the way,
My strength proportion to my day;
Till toil, and grief, and pain shall

1 Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear,
It is not night if thou art near:
O may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
2 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without thee 1 can not live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without thee 1 dare not die.

3 Watch by the sick, enrich the poor, With blessings from thy boundless store;

Be every mourner's sleep to night, Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.

4 Come near and bless us when we wake,

Ere thro' the world our way we take,
Till in the ocean of thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.
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Living Redeemer.

1 I know that my Redeemer livesWhat joy the blest assurance gives! He lives, he lives, who once was dead;

He lives, my everlasting Head!

2 He lives, to bless me with his love;
He lives, to plead for me above;
He lives, my hungry soul to feed;
He lives, to help in time of need."

1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bidd'st me come to thee, O Lamb of God! I come, I come! 2 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in thee to find,

O Lamb of God! I come, I come! 3 Just as I am-thou wilt receive; Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve:

Because thy promise I believe,

O Lamb of God! I come, I come!

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Entirely Thine.

1 Lord, I am thine, entirely thine,
Purchased and saved by blood divine;
With full consent thine I would be,
And own thy sovereign right in me.
2 Thine would I live-thine would I
Be thine through all eternity; [die;
The vow is past beyond repeal,
And now I set the solemn seal.

3 Here, at that cross where flows the blood

That bought my guilty soul for GodThee, my new Master, now I call, And consecrate to thee my all.

10 that my load of sin were gone!
O that I could at last submit,
At Jesus' feet to lay it down-
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet.

2 Break off the yoke of inbred sin,
And fully set my spirit free;
I can not rest till pure within,-
Till I am wholly lost in thee.

3 Fain would I learn of thee, my God;
Thy light and easy burden prove;
The cross all stain'd with hallow'd
The labor of thy dying love. [blood,

4 I would, but thou must give the power;

My heart from every sin release; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,

And fill me with thy perfect peace.

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Blessed Sleep.

1 Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep! From which none ever wake to weep; A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes.

2 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest! Whose waking is supremely blest; No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour, Which inanifests the Savior's power.

3 Asleep in Jesus! oh, for me May such a blissful refuge be! Securely shall my ashes lie, And wait the summons from on high. 150 The Mercy-Seat.

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every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat; "Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.