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1. Sweet hour of pray'r, sweet hour of pray'r, That calls me from a world of care, 2. Sweet hour of pray'r, sweet hour of pray'r, The joy I feel, the bliss I share, 3. Sweet hour of pray'r, sweet hour of pray'r, Thy wings shall my pe-ti - tion bear

FINE.

And bids me, at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known;
Of those whose aux-ious spirits burn With strong desires for thy re-turn!
To Him whose truth and faith- ful- ness Engage the wait-ing soul to bless;

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D.S.-And oft es-caped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of pray'r.
D.S.-And glad - ly take station there, And wait for thee, sweet hour of pray'r.
D.S.-I'll cast on Him
ev'ry care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of pray'r.
D.S.

In seasons of dis-tress and grief My soul has often found re- lief,
With such I has ten to the place Where God, my Saviour, shows His face,
And since He bids me seek His face, Be-lieve His word, and trust His grace,

By per. of Biglow & Main Co.

No. 139. BEAUTIFUL, BECKONING HANDS.

Rev. C. C. LUTHER. By per. (To my Choir at Walhalla, S. C.)

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hands,

Calling the dear ones

to heavenly lands,

beckoning hands,

Copyright, 1894, by Jno. R. Bryant. Transferred by L.L. Pickett.

*Words used by special permission of the author who owns copyright on them.

BEAUTIFUL, BECKONING HANDS.-Concluded.

Beck
on-ing hands,...... Beau - ti-ful, beckoning hands..
Beau- ti-ful, beau-ti - ful, beck-on-ing hands,

beck-on-ing hands.

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On thee,
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On thee the high and lowly, Thro' a - ges joined in tune,
our Lord, victorious, The Spirit sent from heav'n;
ly Ghost be prais - es,
То Fa ther, and to Son;

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er be our lot,

A might-y love that falt- ers not Nor fails what-ev There is no other heart that knows Such lov - ing ten - der- ness for foes, The sun is not SO full of light, Nor driv- en snow So pure and white,

That rises o'er our sins a bove, Great love
For friends compassion quite so
Nor saints on bended knee so

of Christ our Saviour. of Christ our Saviour. Jesus Christ our Saviour.

true As that
clean As

CHORUS.

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Copyright, 1900, by M. L. McPhail. Will L. Thompson, owner, East Liverpool, Ohio.

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CHORUS.

God is the King for me, for me; His will I ev - er,

ever be; My heart shall say, while here I stay, God is the King for

me.

3 Some fall 'neath sin's destructive charms;
God is the King for me;
Safe in the Rock, no foe alarms;
God is the King for me.-

4 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes;
God is the King for me:

Up to His throne my prayers arise:
God is the King for me.-

Copyright, 1904, by Will L. Thompson, East Liverpool, Ohio.

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