Crossing One by One.

ev er to a- bide, We shall cross the mystic river, one by one.

Nearer, my God, to Thee.

:

1. Nearer, my God, to thee, Near - er to thee;

Heav'nly light within me shine, Help me make thy precepts mine!

heav'nly light with

in me shine,

help me make thy precepts,precepts mine!

His blest presence makes my pathway Bright as heaven's golden day. And my heart is full of gladness-Full of songs that nev- er cease. Sheds its beams of glorious sunlight, Like un- to the "perfect day." As we near the heav'nly portals,' Far beyond this vale of tears.

CHORUS.

Joy, joy, blessed joy and sunshine, Fills my happy soul to-day;

my happy soul to-day;

Peace, blessed peace is ever mine, Shining all a- long my way.

Copyright, 1898, by Jao. R. Sweney.

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Lend a Hand!

JNO. R. CLEMENTS.

JNO. R. SWENEY,

1. Many souls are sinking in the wreck to-day, Lend a hand! lend a hand!
2. You may rescue many, if the storm you brave,
3. Some there be, thro' toiling, who have weary grown,

Lend a hand!

lend a hand!

Waves are dashing high, soon 'twill be too late, Grasp the oar at once, do not Falls the dark'ning shade, fiercer grows the gale; Tho' the storm king's might maketh Push a way, a- way! God will surely bless, Strength will give to aid those in

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longer wait; You may save a soul from an awful fate-Lend a stout hearts quail, Yet without your aid, naught can e'er a - vail-Lend a sore dis- tress, As your efforts be, so will be suc- cess, Lend a

Lend a Hand.-- CONCLUDED.

To the rescue quick! man the boat, away! Lend a hand!

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lend a hand!

lend a hand!

My Jesus, X Love Thee.

A. J. GORDON.

London Hymn Book.

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1. My Je - sus, I

love thee, I know thou art mine; For thee all the

2. I love thee because thou hast first loved me, And purchased my

3. I'll love thee in

4. In mansions of

life, I will love thee in death, And praise thee as glory and endless de- light, I'll ev -er a

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lies of sin

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I re- sign; My gracious Re- deem - er, my vary's tree; I love thee for wearing the long as thou lend - est me breath; And say, when the death-dew lies dore thee in heav · en so bright; I'll sing with the glitter- ing