WANDERING STRANGER. 7s & 6s.
1. Say, whither, wandering stranger, Ah! whith-er dost thou roam? 2. "But want and woe have driven The ros es from thy cheek; 3. " Come, then, benign in- quir er, And join me on my way;
O'er this wide world a
And garments rent and
I'm journeying to a
HYMNS TO THE TUNE "NETTLETON.”
1. HOLY Bible, well I love thee!
Thou didst shine upon my way; Like the glorious sun above me, Turning darkness into day. Just as the sun rolls back the night, Breaking forth with morning ray, So does the Bible's spreading light, Chase the shades of sin away. 2. Holy Bible, mines of treasure,
In thy precious folds I see;
Earthly good would know no measure,
If this world were ruled by thee.
Just as the sun, from morn till noon,
Stately climbs the eastern sky,
So over all the earth shall soon
Beam the Day-spring from on high.
3. Holy Bible, do thou cheer me,
When I lay me down to die;
Christ has promised to be near me:
Can I fear when he is nigh?
Just as the sun descends at eve,
Soon with fresher beams to rise,
So shall the dying saint receive
Life eternal in the skies.
88 & 7s.
Glorying in the Cross.
1. In the Cross of Jesus glory,
While your youth is in its prime;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round the theme sublime.
2. When the woes of life o'ertake you,
Hopes deceive and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake you;
Lo! it glows with peace and joy
3. When the Sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon your way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.
4. Grief and blessing, pain and pleasure
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that evermore abide.
8s & 7s.
Sitting at the Cross.
SWEET the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend;
Life, and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner's dying friend.
2. Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears his feet I'll bathe:
Constant still in faith abiding,
Life deriving from his death.
3. Truly blessed is the station,
Low before his cross to lie;
While I see divine compassion
Beaming in his gracious eye.
4. Here I'll sit, for ever viewing
Mercy streaming in his blood,
Precious drops my soul bedewing;
Plead and claim my peace with God.
2. Thanks we give, and adoration,
For the gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound;
May thy presence
With us evermore be found.
3. So, whene'er the signal's given,
Us from earth to call away;
Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Glad to leave our cumbrous clay-
May we, ready,
Rise and reign in endless day.
1. SINNERS, will you scorn the message
Sent in mercy from above?
Every sentence-oh, how tender!
Every line is full of love:
Listen to it!
Every line is full of love
2. Hear the heralds of the gospel News from Zion's King proclaim"Pardon to each rebel sinner, Free forgiveness in his name:" Oh, how gracious!
"Free forgiveness in his name."
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