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1 THERE is a path that leads to God

All others go astray;
Narrow, but pleasant is the road,

And Christians love the way. 2 It leads straight through this world of sin,

And dangers must be pass'd ;
But those who boldly walk therein

Will get to heaven at last.
3 How shall an infant pilgrim dare

This dang’rous path to tread ? For on the way is many a snare

For youthful travellers spread : 4 While the broad road, where thousands go,

Lies near, and opens fair ; And many turn aside, I know,

To walk with sinners there.
5 But, lest my feeble steps should slide,

Or wander from Thy way,
Lord, condescend to be my guide,

And I shall never stray.

THE HAPPY LAND. 1 O HAPPY land ! O happy land !

Where saints and angels dwell ; We long to join that glorious band,

And all their anthems swell.

But ev'ry voice in yonder throng

On earth has breathed a prayer; No lips untaught may join that song,

Or learn the music there. 2 Thou heavenly Friend ! thou heavenly Friend !

O hear us when we pray;
Now let Thy pard’ning grace descend,

And take our sins away.
Be all our fresh, our youthful days

To Thy blest service given ;
Then we shall meet to sing Thy praise,

A ransom'd band in heaven,

THE LAND OF PROMISE. 1 O HASTE away, my brethren dear,

And come to Canaan's shore,
We'll meet and sing for ever there,
When all our toils are o’er.

O, that will be joyful, joyful, joyful !
0, that will be joyful,
To meet to part no more !
To meet to part no more,
On Canaan's happy shore !
And there sing hallelujah
With the friends who have gone before.

2 How sweet to hear the hallow'd theme

That saints shall ever sing ;
To hear their voices all proclaim
Salvation to the King.

O, that will be, &c. 3 Around His throne, all clothed in white,

Will all His saints appear ;
And, shining in His glory bright,
Will see our Saviour there.

O, that will be, &c.
4 Through one eternal day we'll sing,

And bless His sacred name,
With hallelujah to the King,
And worthy is the Lamb.

O, that will be, &c.

1 I HEARD the voice of Jesus say,

Come unto me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down

Thy head upon my breast.
I came to Jesus as I was,

Weary, and worn, and sad;
I found in Him a resting-place,

And He has made me glad.

2 I heard the voice of Jesus say,

Behold I freely give
The living water, thirsty one,–

Stoop down, and drink, and live.
I came to Jesus, and I drank

Of that life-giving stream; My thirst was quench’d, my soul revived,

And now I live in Him.
3 I heard the voice of Jesus say,

I am this dark world's light ;
Look unto me,—thy morn shall rise, .

And all thy day be bright.
I look'd to Jesus, and I found

In Him my Star, my Sun ;
And in that Light of Life I'll walk,

Till trav’ling days are done.

1 Poor and needy though I be,

God Almighty cares for me;
Gives me clothing, shelter, food,

Gives me all I have of good.
2 He will hear me when I pray,

He is with me night and day;
When I sleep and when I wake,
For the Lord my Saviour's sake.

3 He who reigns above the sky,

Once became as poor as I;
He whose blood for me was shed,

Had not where to lay His head.
4 Though I labour here awhile,

He will bless me with His smile ;
And when this short life is past,

I shall rest with Him at last.
5 Then to Him I tune my song,

Happy as the day is long ;
This my joy for ever be,-
God Almighty cares for me.

YOUTHFUL PIETY. 1 By cool Siloam's shady rill

How sweet the lily grows,
How sweet the breath beneath the hill

Of Sharon’s dewy rose.
2 Lo! such the child whose early feet

The path of peace hath trod, Whose secret heart with influence sweet

Is upwards drawn to God. 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill

The lily must decay ;
The rose that blooms beneath the hill

Must shortly fade away.

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