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My Savior.

A. A. PAYN.

C. AUSTIN MILES.

1. He will hear me when I call, He will help me when I fall, My Savior, my
2. I
will labor, I will pray, I will trust him ev'ry day, My Savior, my
3. When I'm weary and distressed, I will go to him for rest, My Savior, my
4. May I never, never stray From thy precious side away, My Savior, my

Sav-ior; He will give me strength to bear Ev'ry grief that may appear;
Sav-ior; I will look to Him in faith, I will trust him un-til death;
Sav-ior; To his loving arms I'll fly, Ev-'ry need he will sup-ply,
Sav-ior; Naught of evil will I fear, While I have my Savior near;

My all in all is he. Yes, a sat-is-fy - ing portion is my Savior, My

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Savior, my Savior; My rock, my stay, by night and by day My all in all is he.

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"Holiness Unto the Lord."

C. H. M.

MRS. C. H. MORRIS.

1. "Called unto ho - li-ness," church of our God, Pur-chase of Je2. "Called unto holi-ness," chil-dren of light, Walk-ing with Je3. "Called un to holi-ness,' praise his dear name! This bless-ed se4. "Called unto holi-ness," glo-ri-ous thought! Up from the wil5. "Called un to holi-ness," Bride of the Lamb, Wait-ing the Bride

"Holiness Unto the Lord."

loud

and long,"Holiness un-to the Lord, "now and for-ev-er. "Ho-li-ness un- to the Lord,"

Best earthly friends may fail and leave us, This day may soothe, the
He with his blood so freely bought us, Out in the wil der-
Our hearts are thrilled with joy to hear him Bid us to dwell in
Choic-est of bless-ings he'll pro-vide us, Nothing but good shall

D. S.

next may grieve us, This dearest Friend nev-er will deceive us; ness he sought us, In to his fold he has kind-ly brought us, safe ty near him: Why should we ev er dis-trust or fear him? be-tide us, Safe, safe to glory at last he'll guide us,

e'er

man-sions,

In

that bright and happy land. wel-come to his man-sions, In that bright and hap-py, hap-py land. (bright,hap-py land.)

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All to Christ I Owe.

Mrs. E. M. HALL. Alt.

JOHN T. GRAPE.

I.

2.

4

I

hear the Sav-ior say, Thy strength indeed is small; Come to me-I'll For nothing good have I Whereby thy grace to claim-Jesus died my 3. When from my dying bed My ransom'd soul shall rise, "Jesus died my And when, before the throne, I stand in him complete," Jesus died my £Þ 3:

4.

CHORUS.

be thy stay, Find in
soul to save, And
soul to save," Shall
soul to save," My

me thine all in all.

blessed be his name. Jesus died for me,

rend the vault-ed skies.

lips shall still re- peat.

All to him I owe-Sin had left a crimson stain, He wash'd it white as snow.