4 My guilty conscience seeks, No sacrifice beside : His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. My dear Almighty Lord, My Conqueror and my King, Thy reigning grace I sing: 117. 6,6,6,6,8,8. 10 Tune-Winchester, 177. My soul doth magnify the Lord." 2 My gracious Master and my God, To spread, through all the earth abroad, 3 Jesus! the name that charms our fears, "Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He speaks, and, listening to His voice, New life the dead receive; The mournful, broken hearts rejoice; C.M. Ye weary spirits, rest; 119. Tune-Confidence, 8. L.M. Ye mournful souls, be glad: The year of Jubilee is come; 3 Extol the Lamb of God, 1 THE "The Lord reigneth, let the earth rejoice." Lord is King! lift up thy voice, O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice! From world to world the joy shall ring, The Lord Omnipotent is King. 2 The Lord is King! who then shall dare Resist His will, distrust His care, Or murmur at His wise decrees, Or doubt His royal promises? 3 The Lord is King! Child of the dust, 4 He reigns! ye saints, exalt your strains; 5 Come, make your wants, your burdens known, He will present them at the throne; And angel-bands are waiting there, 6 Alike pervaded by His eye, This world of ours, and worlds unseen; 7 One Lord, one empire, all secures; He reigns, and life and death are yours: Through earth and heaven one song shall ring, The Lord Omnipotent is King. be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers: Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. Leave to thy God to order and provide; Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end. 2 Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake To guide the future as He has the past: Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul; the waves and winds shall know His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below. 3 Be still, my soul; when dearest friends depart, Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears. 4 Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on When we shall be for ever with the Lord; When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone, Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored. Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past, All safe and blessed we shall meet at last. "To me to live is Christ, and to die is gain." 1 L ORD, it belongs not to my care To love and serve Thee is my share, 2 If life be long, I will be glad, If short, yet why should I be sad 3 Would I long bear my heavy load, 4 Christ leads me through no darker rooms C.M. 5 Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see; For if Thy work on earth be sweet, 6 Then I shall end my sad complaints, And join with the triumphant saints 7 My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim; But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, |