In His boundless love and mercy,
He the ransom freely gave.
Refrain
Sing, Oh, sing of my Redeemer,
With His blood He purchased me.
On the cross He sealed my pardon,
Paid the debt and made me free.
3
I will sing of my Redeemer,
And His heav'nly love to me;
He from death to life hath brought me,
Son of God, with Him to be.
Refrain
Sing, Oh, sing of my Redeemer,
With His blood He purchased me.
On the cross He sealed my pardon,
Paid the debt and made me free.
344 — I Love Your Kingdom, Lord
1
I love Your kingdom, Lord,
The house of Your abode,
The Church our blest Redeemer saved
With his own precious blood.
2
I love Your Church, O God!
Her walls before Thee stand
Dear as the apple of Thine eye,
And graven on Thy hand.
3
Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Its sweet communion, solemn vows,
Its hymns of love and praise.
4
Sure as Your truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.
345 — Christ Is the World's True Light
1
Christ is the world's true light,
Its captain of salvation,
The daystar clear and bright
Of every man and nation;
New life, new hope awakes
Where'er men own His sway:
Freedom her bondage breaks,
And night is turned to day.
2
In Christ all races meet,
Their ancient feuds forgetting,
The whole round world complete,
From sunrise to its setting:
When Christ is throned as Lord,
Men shall forsake their fear,
To plowshare beat the sword,
To pruning hook the spear.
3
One Lord, in one great name
Unite us all who own Thee,
Cast out our pride and shame
That hinder to enthrone Thee;
The world has waited long,
Has travailed long in pain,
To heal its ancient wrong,
Come, Prince of Peace, and reign.
346 — Lord, Who Dost Give to Thy Church
1
Lord, who dost give to Thy church for its healing
Gifts, and the grace to sustain and renew,
Hear as we pray that today and each morrow
We to Thy purpose may show ourselves true.
2
Clear be the voices of preachers and prophets
Fearlessly speaking the word of the Lord,
Word of redemption thro' God's Son incarnate,
Blessing for cursing, and peace for the sword.
3
Tender and wise be the hearts of the pastors,
Guiding and guarding the souls in their care,
Firm with the wayward, a strength to the doubting,
Helping the needy their burdens to bear.
4
May those who teach grow in knowledge and patience,
Guiding to wisdom the young and the old,
Training the worship and witness and service,
Foes to all falsehood, in truthfulness bold.
5
Lord, ever give to us gifts in due measure,
Each needing other, and all having worth;
So to the Father, the Son, and the Spirit,
Glory be shown by the church here on earth.
347 — Built on the Rock
1
Built on the Rock the Church shall stand,
Even when steeples are falling;
Crumbled have spires in every land,
Bells still are chiming and calling —
Calling the young and old to rest,
Calling the souls of those distressed,
Longing for life everlasting.
2
Not in our temples made with hands
God, the Almighty, is dwelling;
High in the heav'ns His temple stands,
All earthly temples excelling.
Yet He who dwells in heav'n above
Deigns to abide with us in love,
Making our bodies His temple.
3
We are God's house of living stones,
Built for His own habitation;
He fills our hearts, His humble thrones,
Granting us life and salvation.
Were two or three to seek His face,
He in their midst would show His grace,
Blessings upon them bestowing.
4
Yet in this house, an earthly frame,
Jesus His children is blessing;
Hither we come to praise His name,
Faith in our Savior confessing.
Jesus to us His Spirit sent,
Making with us His covenant,
Granting His children the kingdom.
5
Thro' all the passing years, O Lord,
Grant that, when church bells are ringing,
Many may come to hear God's Word
Where He this promise is bringing:
I know My own, My own know Me:
You, not the world, My face shall see;
My peace I leave with you. Amen.
348 — The Church Has One Foundation
1
The church has one foundation,
'Tis Jesus Christ her Lord;
She is His new creation,
By water and the word;
From heaven He came and sought her
To be His holy bride;
With His own blood He bought her,
And for her life He died.
2
Elect from every nation,
Yet one o'er all the earth,
Her charter of salvation,
One Lord, one faith, one birth;
One holy name she blesses,
Partakes one holy food,
And to one hope she presses,
With every grace endued.
3
Though with a scornful wonder,
Men see her sore oppressed,
Though foes would rend asunder
The Rock where she doth rest,
Yet saints their faith are keeping;
Their cry goes up, "How long?"
And soon the night of weeping
Shall be the morn of song.
4
'Mid toil and tribulation,
And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation
Of peace forevermore;
Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great church victorious
Shall be the church at rest.
349 — God is Love
1
Here in Christ we gather, love of Christ our calling.
Christ, our love, is with us, gladness be His greeting.
Let us fear Him, yes, and love Him, God eternal.
Loving Him, let each love Christ in all his brethren.
Refrain:
God is love, and where true love is
God Himself is there.
2
When we Christians gather, members of one body,
Let there be in us no discord but one spirit.
Banished now be anger, strife, and every quarrel.
Christ, our God, be always present here among us.
Refrain:
God is love, and where true love is
God Himself is there.
3
Grant us love's fulfillment, joy with all the blessed,
When we see Your face, O Savior, in its glory.
Shine on us, O purest Light of all creation,
Be our bliss while endless ages sing Your praises.
Refrain:
God is love, and where true love is
God Himself is there.
350 — Blest Be the Tie That Binds
1
Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love!
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
2
Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts, and our cares.
3
We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear,
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
4
When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.
351 — Thy Hand, O God Has Guided
1
Thy hand, O God, has guided
Thy flock from age to age;
The wondrous tale is written
Full clear on every page;
Our fathers owned Thy goodness,
And we their deeds record;
And both of this bear witness,
One church, one faith, one Lord.
2
Thy heralds brought glad tidings
To greatest as to least;
They bade men rise and hasten
To share the great King's feast:
And this was all their teaching,
In every deed and word,
To all alike proclaiming
One church, one faith, one Lord.
3
When shadows thick were falling,
And all seemed sunk in night,
Thou, Lord, did send Thy servants,
Thy chosen sons of light.
On them and on Thy people
Thy plenteous grace was poured,
And this was still their message:
One church, one faith, one Lord.
4
Thy mercy will not fail us,
Nor leave Thy work undone;
With Thy right hand to help us,
The vict'ry shall be won;
And then by men and angels
Thy name shall be adored,
And this shall be their anthem:
One church, one faith, one Lord.
352 — This Is My Will
1
This is My will, My one command,
That love should dwell among you all.
This is My will that you should love
As I have shown that I love you.
2
No greater love a man can have
Than that he die to save his friends.
You are My friends if you obey
What I command that you should do.
3
You chose not Me, but I chose you
That you should go and bear much fruit.
I chose you out that you in Me
Should bear much fruit that will abide.
4
All that I ask My Father, dear,
For My name's sake you shall receive.
This is My will, My one command,
That love should dwell in each, in all.
353 — Father, Help Your People
1
Father, help Your people in this world to build
Something of Your kingdom and to do Your will,
Lead us to discover partnership in love;
Bless our ways of sharing and our pride remove.
2
Lord of desk and altar, bind our lives in one,
That in work and worship love may set the tone.
Give us grace to listen, clarity of speech;
Make us truly thankful for the gifts of each.
3
Holy is the setting of each room and yard,
Lecture-hall and kitchen, office, shop, and ward.
Holy is the rhythm of our working hours;
Hallow then our purpose, energy, and pow'rs.
4
Strengthen, Lord, for service hand and heart and brain;
Help us good relations daily to maintain.
Let the living presence of the servant Christ
Heighten our devotional, make our life a feast.
354 — Thy Love, O God
1
Thy love, O God, has all mankind created,
And led Thy people to this present hour;
In Christ we see life's glory consummated;
Thy Spirit manifests His living power.
2
From out the darkness of our hope's frustration,
From all the broken idols of our pride,
We turn to seek Thy truth's illumination,
And find Thy mercy waiting at our side.
3
In pity look upon Thy children's striving
For life and freedom, peace and brotherhood,
Till at the fullness of Thy truth arriving,
We find in Christ the crown of every good.
4
Inspire Thy church, mid earth's discordant voices,
To preach the gospel of her Lord above,
Until the day this warring world rejoices
To hear the mighty harmonies of love.
355 — Where Cross the Crowded Ways of Life
1
Where cross the crowded ways of life,
Where sound the cries of race and clan,
Above the noise of selfish strife,
We hear Your voice, O Son of Man.
2
From tender childhood's helplessness,
From human grief and burdened toil,
From famished souls, from sorrows, stress,
Your heart has never known recoil.
3
The cup of water giv'n for You
Still holds the freshness of Your grace;
Yet long these multitudes to view
The strong compassion of Your face.
4
O Master, from the mountainside
Make haste to heal these hearts of pain;
Among these restless throngs abide;
O tread the city's streets again;
5
Till all the world shall learn Your love
And follow where Your feet have trod,
Till glorious from Your heav'n above,
Shall come the city of our God.
356 — All Who Love and Serve Your City
1
All who love and serve your city,
All who bear its daily stress,
All who cry for peace and justice,
All who curse and all who bless,
2
In your day of loss and sorrow,
In your day of helpless strife,
Honor, peace, and love retreating,
Seek the Lord, who is your life.
3
For all days are days of judgment,
And the Lord is waiting still,
Drawing near His friends who spurn Him,
Off'ring peace from Calv'ry's hill.
4
Risen Lord, shall yet the city
Be the city of despair?
Come today, our judge, our glory;
Be its name "The Lord is there!"
357 — Come, Labor On
1
Come, labor on.
Who dares stand idle on the harvest plain
While all around him waves the golden grain?
And to each servant does the Master say,
"Go work today."
2
Come, labor on.
Claim the high calling angels cannot share;
To young and old the gospel gladness bear;
Redeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly.
The night draws nigh.
3
Come, labor on.
No time for rest; till glows the western sky,
Till the long shadows o'er our pathway lie,
And a glad sound comes with the setting,
"Well done, well done!"
358 — Far and Near the Fields Are Teeming
1
Far and near the fields are teeming
With the sheaves of ripened grain;
Far and near their gold is gleaming
O'er the summy slope and plain.
Refrain
Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather,
Ere the harvesttime pass by.
2
Send them forth with morn's first beaming,
Send them in the noontides's glare;
When the sun's last rays are streaming,
Bid them gather everywhere.
Refrain
Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather,
Ere the harvesttime pass by.
3
O thou, whom thy Lord is sending,
Gather now the sheaves of gold;
Heavenward then at evening wending
Thou shalt come with joy untold.
Refrain
Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather,
Ere the harvesttime pass by.
359 — Hark! the Voice of Jesus Calling
1
Hark! the voice of Jesus calling,
"Who will go and work today?
Fields are white, the harvest waiting,
Who will bear the sheaves away?"
Loud and long the Master calleth,
Rich reward He offers free;
Who will answer, gladly saying,
"Here am I, O Lord, send me"?
2
If you cannot cross the ocean
And the heathen lands explore,
You can find the heathen nearer,
You can help them at your door;
If you cannot speak like angels,
If you cannot preach like Paul,
You can tell the love of Jesus,
You can say He died for all.
3
If you cannot be the watchman,
Standing high on Zion's wall,
Pointing out the path to heaven,
Offering life and peace to all;
With your prayers and with your bounties
You can do what Heaven demands,
You can be like faithful Aaron,
Holding up the prophet's hands.
4
While the souls of men are dying,
And the Master calls for you,
Let none hear you idly saying,
"There is nothing I can do!"
Gladly take the task He gives you,
Let His work your pleasure be;
Answer quickly when He calleth,
"Here am I, O Lord, send me."
360 — From the Eastern Mountains
1
From the eastern mountains
Pressing on they come,
Wise men in their wisdom,
To His humble home;
Stirred by deep devotion,
Hasting from afar,
Ever journeying onward,
Guided by a star.
2
There their Lord and Savior
Meek and lowly lay,
Wondrous light that led them
Onward on their way,
Ever now to lighten
Nations from afar,
As they journey homeward
By that guiding star.
3
Gather in the outcasts
All who've gone astray,
Throw Thy radiance o'er them,
Guide them on their way;
Those who never knew Thee,
Those who've wandered far,
Guide them by the brightness
Of Thy guiding star.
4
Until every nation,
Whether bond or free,
'Neath Thy starlit banner,
Jesus follows thee.
O'er the distant mountains
To that heavenly home,
Where no sin nor sorrow
Evermore shall come.
361 — Hark! 'Tis the Shepherd's Voice I Hear
1
Hark! 'tis the Shepherd's voice I hear,
Out in the desert dark and drear,
Calling the sheep who've gone astray,
Far from the Shepherd's fold away.
Refrain
Bring them in,
Bring them in,
Bring them in from the fields of sin;
Bring them in,
Bring them in,
Bring the wanderers to Jesus.
2
Who'll go and help the Shepherd kind,
Help Him the wandering ones to find?
Who'll bring them back into the fold,
Where they'll be sheltered from the cold?
Refrain
Bring them in,
Bring them in,
Bring them in from the fields of sin;
Bring them in,
Bring them in,
Bring the wanderers to Jesus.
3
Out in the desert hear their cry,
Out on the mountain wild and high,
Hark! 'tis the Master speaks to thee,
"Go, find My sheep where'er they be."
Refrain
Bring them in,
Bring them in,
Bring them in from the fields of sin;
Bring them in,
Bring them in,
Bring the wanderers to Jesus.
362 — Lift High the Cross
Refrain
Lift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim
Till all the world adore His sacred name.
1
Come, Christians, follow where our Captain trod,
Our King victorious, Christ, the Son of God.
Refrain
Lift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim
Till all the world adore His sacred name.
2
Led on their way by this triumphant sign,
The hosts of God in conqu'ring ranks combine.
Refrain
Lift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim
Till all the world adore His sacred name.
3
All newborn soldiers of the Crucified
Bear on their brows the seal of Him who died.
Refrain
Lift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim
Till all the world adore His sacred name.
4
O Lord, once lifted on the glorious tree,
As Thou hast promised, draw us all to Thee.
Refrain
Lift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim
Till all the world adore His sacred name.
5
So shall our song of triumph ever be:
Praise to the Crucified for victory!
Refrain
Lift high the cross, the love of Christ proclaim
Till all the world adore His sacred name.
363 — Lord, Whose Love in Humble Service
1
Lord, whose love in humble service
Bore the weight of human need,
Who upon the cross, forsaken,
Worked Your mercy's perfect deed:
We, Your servants, bring the worship
Not of voice alone, but heart;
Consecrating to Your purpose
Every gift which You impart.
2
Still Your children wander homeless;
Still the hungry cry for bread;
Still the captives long for freedom;
Still in grief we mourn our dead.

Refrain
Publish glad tidings,
Tidings of peace;
Tidings of Jesus,
Redemption and release.
2
Proclaim to every people, tongue, and nation
That God, in whom they live and move, is love;
Tell how He stooped to save His lost creation,
And died on earth that we might live above.
Refrain
Publish glad tidings,
Tidings of peace;
Tidings of Jesus,
Redemption and release.
3
Give of thy sons to bear the message glorious;
Give of thy wealth to speed them on their way;
Pour out thy soul for them in prayer victorious;
And all thou spendest Jesus will repay.
Refrain
Publish glad tidings,
Tidings of peace;
Tidings of Jesus,
Redemption and release.
4
He comes again; O Zion, ere thou meet Him,
Make known to every heart His saving grace;
Let none whom He hath ransomed fail to greet Him,
Through thy neglect, unfit to see His face.
Refrain
Publish glad tidings,
Tidings of peace;
Tidings of Jesus,
Redemption and release.
366 — O Where Are the Reapers?
1
O where are the reapers that garner in
The sheaves of the good from the fields of sin?
With sickles of truth must the work be done,
And no one may rest till the "harvest home."
Refrain
Where are the reapers? O who will come
And share in the glory of the "harvest home"?
O who will help us to garner in
The sheaves of good from the fields of sin?
2
The fields all are ripening, and far and wide
The world now is waiting the harvest tide:
But reapers are few, and the work is great,
And much will be lost should the harvest wait.
Refrain
Where are the reapers? O who will come
And share in the glory of the "harvest home"?
O who will help us to garner in
The sheaves of good from the fields of sin?
3
So come with your sickles, ye sons of men,
And gather together the golden grain;
Toil on till the Lord of the harvest come,
Then share ye His joy in the "harvest home."
Refrain
Where are the reapers? O who will come
And share in the glory of the "harvest home"?
O who will help us to garner in
The sheaves of good from the fields of sin?
367 — Rescue the Perishing
1
Rescue the perishing,
Care for the dying;
Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave;
Weep o'er the erring one,
Lift up the fallen,
Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save.
Refrain
Rescue the perishing,
Care for the dying;
Jesus is merciful,
Jesus will save.
2
Though they are slighting Him,
Still He is waiting,
Waiting the penitent child to receive.
Plead with them earnestly,
Plead with them gently;
He will forgive if they only believe.
Refrain
Rescue the perishing,
Care for the dying;
Jesus is merciful,
Jesus will save.
3
Rescue the perishing,
Duty demands it;
Strength for thy labor the Lord will provide;
Back to the narrow way
Patiently win them;
Tell the poor wanderer a Savior has died.
Refrain
Rescue the perishing,
Care for the dying;
Jesus is merciful,
Jesus will save.
368 — Watchman, Blow the Gospel Trumpet
1
Watchman, blow the gospel trumpet,
Every soul a warning give;
Whosoever hears the message
May repent, and turn and live.

Every captive may be free.
2
Sound it loud o'er every hilltop,
Gloomy shade and sunny plain;
Ocean depths repeat the message,
Full salvation's glad refrain.

Every captive may be free.
3
Sound it in the hedge and highway,
Earth's dark spots where exiles roam;
Let it tell all things are ready,
Father waits to welcome home.

Every captive may be free.
4
Sound it for the heavy laden,
Weary, longing to be free;
Sound a Savior's invitation,
Sweetly saying, "Come to me."

Every captive may be free.
369 — Bringing in the Sheaves
1
Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness,
Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve;
Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.
Refrain
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing,
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing,
Bringing in the sheaves.
2
Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows,
Fearing neither clouds nor winter's chilling breeze;
By and by the harvest, and the labor ended,
We shall come rejoicing, bringin in the sheaves.
Refrain
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing,
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing,
Bringing in the sheaves.
3
Going forth with weeping, sowing for the Master,
Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves;
When our weeping's over, He will bid us welcome,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.
Refrain
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing,
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing,
Bringing in the sheaves.
370 — Christ for the World
1
Christ for the world we sing;
The world to Christ we bring
With loving zeal;
The poor and them that mourn,
The faint and overborne,
Sin-sick and sorrow-worn,
Whom Christ doth heal.
2
Christ for the world we sing;
The world to Christ we bring
With fervent prayer;
The wayward and the lost,
By restless passions tossed,
Redeemed at countless cost
From dark despair.
3
Christ for the world we sing;
The world to Christ we bring
With joyful song;
The newborn souls, whose days,
Reclaimed from error's ways,
Inspired with hope and praise,
To Christ belong.
371 — Lift Him Up
1
Lift Him up, 'tis He that bids you,
Let the dying look and live;
To all weary, thirsting sinners,
Living waters will He give;
And though once so meek and lowly,
Yet the Prince of heaven was He;
And the blind, who grope in darkness,
Through the blood of Christ shall see.
Refrain
Lift Him up, the risen Savior,
High amid the waiting throng;
Lift Him up, 'tis He that speaketh,
Now He bids you flee from wrong.
2
Lift Him up, this precious Savior,
Let the multitude behold;
They with willing hearts shall seek Him,
He will draw them to His fold;
They shall gather from the wayside,
Hastening on with joyous feet,
They shall bear the cross of Jesus,
And shall find salvation sweet.
Refrain
Lift Him up, the risen Savior,
High amid the waiting throng;
Lift Him up, 'tis He that speaketh,
Now He bids you flee from wrong.
3
Lift Him up in all His glory,
'Tis the Son of God on high;
Lift Him up, His love shall draw them,
E'en the careless shall draw nigh;
Let them hear again the story
Of the cross, the death of shame;
And from tongue to tongue repeat it;
Mighty throngs shall bless His name.
Refrain
Lift Him up, the risen Savior,
High amid the waiting throng;
Lift Him up, 'tis He that speaketh,
Now He bids you flee from wrong.
4
O then lift Him up in singing,
Lift the Savior up in prayer;
He, the glorious Redeemer,
All the sins of men did bear;
Yes, the young shall bow before Him,
And the old their voices raise;
All the deaf shall hear hosannah;
And the dumb shall shout His praise.
Refrain
Lift Him up, the risen Savior,
High amid the waiting throng;
Lift Him up, 'tis He that speaketh,
Now He bids you flee from wrong.
372 — How Beauteous Are Their Feet
1
How beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Zion's hill;
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
2
How charming is their voice,
So sweet the tidings are:
"Zion, behold thy Savior King;
He reigns and triumphs here!"
3
How happy are our ears,
That hear the joyful sound
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!
4
How blessed are our eyes,
That see this heavenly light;
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight!
5
The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
373 — Seeking the Lost
1
Seeking the lost — yes, kindly entreating
Wanderers on the mountain astray;
"Come unto Me," His message repeating,
Words of the Master speaking today.
Refrain
Going afar upon the mountain,
Bringing the wand'rer back again,
Into the fold of my Redeemer,
Jesus, the Lamb for sinners slain.
2
Seeking the lost — and pointing to Jesus
Souls that are weak and hearts that are sore,
Leading them forth in ways of salvation,
Showing the path to life evermore.
Refrain
Going afar upon the mountain,
Bringing the wand'rer back again,
Into the fold of my Redeemer,
Jesus, the Lamb for sinners slain.
3
Thus I would go on missions of mercy,
Following Christ from day unto day,
Cheering the faint and raising the fallen,
Pointing the lost to Jesus, the Way.
Refrain
Going afar upon the mountain,
Bringing the wand'rer back again,
Into the fold of my Redeemer,
Jesus, the Lamb for sinners slain.
374 — Jesus, With Thy Church Abide
1
Jesus, with Thy church abide;
Be her Savior, Lord, and Guide,
While on earth her faith is tried:
We beseech Thee, hear us.
2
May her voice be ever clear,
Warning of a judgment near,
Telling of a Savior dear:
We beseech Thee, hear us.
3
May she guide the poor and blind,
Seek the lost until she find,
And the broken hearted bind:
We beseech Thee, hear us.
4
May she holy triumphs win,
Overthrow the hosts of sin,
Gather all the nations in:
We beseech Thee, hear us.
375 — Work, for the Night Is Coming
1
Work for the night is coming,
Work through the morning hours;
Work while the dew is sparkling;
Work 'mid springing flowers.
Work when the day grows brighter,
Work in the glowing sun;
Work for the night is coming,
When man's work is done.
2
Work, for the night is coming;
Work through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labor,
Rest comes sure and soon;
Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store;
Work for the night is coming,
When man works no more.
3
Work, for the night is coming:
Under the sunset skies,
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work for daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more;
Work, for the Lord is coming,
When man's work is o'er.
376 — All Things Are Thine
1
All things are Thine; no gift have we,
Lord of all gifts, to offer Thee;
And hence with grateful hearts today,
Thine own before Thy feet we lay.
2
Thy will was in the builder's thought;
Thy hand unseen amidst us wrought;
Thro' mortal motive, scheme and plan,
Thy wise, eternal purpose ran.
3
No lack Thy perfect fullness knew;
For human needs and longings grew
This house of prayer — this home of rest.

4
He spake, and light shone round His head;
On a bright cloud to heaven He rode;
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended Lord.
379 — We Give This Child to You
1
We give this child to You,
Our precious gift of love.
Help us to lead each step aright
With guidance from above.
2
O bless each child of Yours,
And grant when they are grown,
They will have learned to love Your way,
And choose it for their own.
3
We give ourselves to You,
And may Your Spirit fill
Our hearts and home, that all we do
Be subject to Your will.
380 — Welcome, Day of Sweet Repose
1
Welcome, day of sweet repose!
Blessed be thy sacred hours!
We would trust the One who knows
All our weak and failing powers.
2
Welcome, day in Eden born!
Holy rest for sinless man!
Like the dawning of fair morn
Come thy hours to us again.
3
Welcome, day blessed by our Lord!
Toil shall cease and anxious care.
Day commanded by His word,
Day for song and praise and prayer.
4
Welcome, day our Savior kept!
Keeping, wrought our righteousness,
Day God bids us ne'er forget,
Day of days His name to bless.
381 — Holy Sabbath Day of Rest
1
Holy Sabbath day of rest,
By our Master richly blest,
God created and divine,
Set aside for holy time.
Refrain
Yes, the holy Sabbath rest,
By our God divinely blest,
It to us a sign shall be
Throughout all eternity.
2
Seek not pleasures of this earth,
With its folly, noise, and mirth,
There are better things in store,
Over on the other shore.
Refrain
Yes, the holy Sabbath rest,
By our God divinely blest,
It to us a sign shall be
Throughout all eternity.
3
As the Sabbath draweth on
Friday eve at set of sun,
Christian household then should meet,
Sing and pray at Jesus' feet.
Refrain
Yes, the holy Sabbath rest,
By our God divinely blest,
It to us a sign shall be
Throughout all eternity.
4
Asking Him for saving grace,
Also vict'ry in the race,
And to help us by His pow'r,
To keep holy every hour.
Refrain
Yes, the holy Sabbath rest,
By our God divinely blest,
It to us a sign shall be
Throughout all eternity.
382 — O Day of Rest and Gladness
1
O day of rest and gladness,
O day of joy and light,
O balm of care and sadness,
Most beautiful, most bright;
On thee, the high and lowly,
Who bend before the throne,
Sing, holy, holy, holy,
To the Eternal One.
2
Thou art a port protected
From storms that round us rise;
A garden intersected
With streams of paradise;
Thou art a cooling fountain
In life's dry, dreary sand;
From thee, like Pisgah's mountain,
We view our promised land.
3
A day of sweet reflection
Thou art, a day of love;
A day to raise affection
From earth to things above.
New graces ever gaining
From this our day of rest,
We reach the rest remaining
In mansions of the blest.
383 — O Day of Rest and Gladness
1
O day of rest and gladness,
O day of joy and light,
O balm of care and sadness,
Most beautiful, most bright;
On thee, the high and lowly,
Who bend before the throne,
Sing, Holy, holy, holy,
To the Eternal One.
2
Thou art a port protected
From storms that round us rise,
A garden intersected
With streams of Paradise;
Thou art a cooling fountain
In life's dry, dreary sand;
From Thee, like Pisgah's mountain,
We view our promised land.
3
A day of sweet reflection
Thou art, a day of love;
A day to raise affection
From earth to things above.
New graces ever gaining
From this our day of rest,
We seek the rest remaining
In mansions of the blest.
384 — Safely Through Another Week
1
Safely through another week
God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in His courts today;
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest;
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.
2
While we seek supplies of grace,
Through the dear Redeemer's name,
Show Thy reconciling face,
Take away the sin and shame;
From our worldly cares set free
May we rest this day in Thee.
From our worldly cares set free
May we rest this day in Thee.
3
When the more shall bid us rise,
May we feel Thy presence near,
May Thy glory meet our eyes
When we in Thy house appear;
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.
4
May the gospel's joyful sound
Conquer sinners, comfort saints;
Make the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief to all complaints;
Thus may all our Sabbaths be
Till we we rise to reign with Thee.
Thus may all our Sabbaths be
Till we we rise to reign with Thee.
385 — Crowning Jewel of Creation
1
Crowning jewel of creation,
Blest and hallowed, sanctified;
Time and changes all transcending,
Shared forever, glorified.
Refrain
Blessed Sabbath made for man,
Gift from the Creator's hand.
2
Sin and sickness, prayer and weeping
Cease at close of earthly days;
But Thy Sabbath is eternal,
Joyful thanks to Thee we raise!
Refrain
Blessed Sabbath made for man,
Gift from the Creator's hand.
3
Teach us, Lord, in storm or sunshine
How to truly rest in Thee,
May Thy Sabbath peace enfold us
And our shelter ever be.
Refrain
Blessed Sabbath made for man,
Gift from the Creator's hand.
386 — The Sacred Anthem
1
The sacred anthem slowly rang
Across the fields of praise,
When earth's first Sabbath made complete
All creatures and all days.
Walking with God, there,
Woman and man together share
The blessed Sabbath mood;
And in that green and golden world
Know all God's works are good.
2
But now in our diminished lives
We sing a blemished song;
The earth is worn and disarrayed
And all our work goes wrong.
Still in our worship,
Joining in praise and fellowship,
By Sabbath radiance blessed,
We put our doubt and fear away
And rest within God's rest.
3
And arching over time and space
The Lord of Sabbaths wills
Renewal for the weary earth
And healing for our ills.
Hearts will rejoice then;
There will be no more weeping, when
We know and shall be known.
With hosts of the redeemed we'll sing
Around God's shining throne.
387 — Come, O Sabbath Day
1
Come, O Sabbath day, and bring
Peace and healing on thy wing;
And to every troubled breast
Speak of the divine behest:
Thou shalt rest,
Thou shalt rest!
2
Earthly longings bid retire,
Quench the passions' hurtful fire;
To the wayward, sin oppressed,
Bring thou thy divine behest:
Thou shalt rest,
Thou shalt rest!
3
Wipe from every cheek the tear,
Banish care and silence fear;
All things working for the best,
Teach us the divine behest:
Thou shalt rest,
Thou shalt rest!
388 — Don't Forget the Sabbath
1
Don't forget the Sabbath,
The Lord our God hath blessed,
Of all the week the brightest,
Of all the week the best;
It brings repose from labor,
It tells of joy divine,
Its beams of light descending,
With heavenly beauty shine.
Refrain
Welcome, welcome, ever welcome,
Blessed Sabbath day,
Welcome, welcome, ever welcome,
Blessed Sabbath day.
2
Keep the Sabbath holy,
And worship Him today,
Who said to His disciples,
"I am the living way;"
And if we meekly follow
Our Savior here below,
He'll give us of the fountain
Whose streams eternal flow.
Refrain
Welcome, welcome, ever welcome,
Blessed Sabbath day,
Welcome, welcome, ever welcome,
Blessed Sabbath day.
3
Day of sacred pleasure!
Its golden hours we'll spend
In thankful hymns to Jesus,
The children's dearest Friend;
O gentle loving, Savior,
How good and kind Thou art,
How precious is Thy promise
To dwell in every heart!
Refrain
Welcome, welcome, ever welcome,
Blessed Sabbath day,
Welcome, welcome, ever welcome,
Blessed Sabbath day.
389 — Light of Light, Enlighten Me
1
Light of light, enlighten me,
Now anew the day is dawning;
Sun of grace, the shadows flee;
Brighten Thou my Sabbath morning;
With Thy joyous sunshine blest,
Happy is my day of rest.
2
Let me with my heart today,
Holy, holy, holy, singing,
Rapt awhile from earth away,
All my soul to Thee up springing,
Have a foretaste inward given
How they worship Thee in heaven.
3
Hence all care, all vanity!
For the day to God is holy;
Come, Thou glorious Majesty,
Deign to fill this temple lowly;
Nought today my soul shall move,
Simply resting in Thy love.
390 — We Love Thy Sabbath, Lord
1
We love Thy Sabbath, Lord,
And worship at Thy will;
Oh may these hours sweet peace afford
And deeper faith instill.
2
Thine angels sang for joy
Creation's work to see;
We too, this day, would raise our hearts
In grateful praise to Thee.
3
Praise for Thy wondrous love,
That sealed this sacred day,
A sign that all may understand
We own Thy sovereign sway.
4
O great Creator King,
Through Thy redeeming grace,
Renew and sanctify our hearts
That we may see Thy face.
5
And with the white-robed throng,
Upon Mount Sion be,
And joyful sing our Sabbath song
Through all eternity.
391 — Welcome, Welcome, Day of Rest
1
Welcome, welcome, day of rest,
To the world in kindness given;
Welcome to this humble breast,
As the beaming light from heaven.
2
Day of calm and sweet repose,
Gently now thy moments run;
Balm to soothe our cares and woes,
Till our labor here is done.
3
Holy day that most we prize,
Day of solemn praise and prayer,
Day to make the simple wise,
O, how great thy blessings are!
4
Welcome, welcome, day of rest,
With thy influence all divine;
May thy hallowed hours be blessed
To this waiting heart of mine.
392 — Dear Lord, We Come at Set of Sun
1
Dear Lord, we come at set of sun,
And at Your feet we kneel
To worship You, Creator, King,
This day, Your sign and seal.
2
Our earthly tasks we lay aside,
According to Your Word,
To enter now Your holy rest,
The Sabbath of the Lord.
3
Sweet Sabbath rest, your sacred hours
Are as a golden chain
That reaches back to Eden's gate
And points us home again.
4
And when this earth shall be renewed,
And sin and death destroyed,
Shall all redeemed each Sabbath day
Still meet to praise their God.
393 — Lord of the Sabbath
1
Lord of the Sabbath and its light,
I hail Thy hallowed day of rest;
It is my weary soul's delight,
The solace of my care-worn breast,
The solace of my care-worn breast.
2
O sacred day of peace and joy,
Thy hours are ever dear to me;
Ne'er may a sinful thought destroy
The holy calm I find in thee,
The holy calm I find in thee.
3
How sweetly now they glide along!
How hallowed is the calm they yield!
Transporting is their rapturous song,
And heavenly visions seem revealed,
And heavenly visions seem revealed.
4
O Jesus, let me ever hail
Thy presence with the day of rest;
Then will Thy servant never fail
To deem Thy Sabbath doubly blest,
To deem Thy Sabbath doubly blest.
394 — Far From All Care
1
Far from all care we hail the Sabbath morning;
O'er waving fields and from the distant sea
Swell notes of praise in harmony resounding
As all creation turns her heart to Thee.
2
Though man alone, Lord, of Thy great creation
Fails now to laud Thee for Thy love and power,
Yet still a remnant love Thee and remember
Thy holy law and each sweet Sabbath hour.
3
Lord of the Sabbath, Savior and Creator,
Calm now the throbbings of each troubled breast.
Speak to our hearts the peace of Thy commandments,
Breathe on each soul fair Eden's hallowed rest.
4
Strong in Thy might and quiet in Thy meekness,
May we Thine image bear from day to day.
Then may we enter pearly gates eternal
And sing redemption's song each Sabbath day.
395 — As Birds Unto the Genial Homeland
1
As birds unto the genial homeland fly,
The winter's cold and low'ring skies to flee,
So seeks my soul Thy gracious presence here
And finds, O God, its rest and peace in Thee.
2
Here at Thy shrine we leave all vexing care,
Forget the disappointment, grief and tear,
And on the wings of hopeful song and prayer
We rise, and rising feel Thy Spirit here.
3
Bless all who spend this night in pain and woe,
The burdened heart, the fainting, and distressed,
Thy comfort send to darkened homes bereaved,
Thy saving help to those by want oppressed.
4
Come, Sabbath joy, each trusting heart now fill,
And blissful peace within our homes abide,
May thankful praise each grateful heart now thrill,
And to God's loving care their lives confide.
396 — Lord God, Your Love Has Called Us Here
1
Lord God, Your love has called us here,
As we, by love, for love were made.
Your living likeness still we bear
Tho' marred, dishonored, disobeyed.
We come, with all our heart and mind
Your call to hear, Your love to find.
2
We come with self-inflicted pains
Of broken trust and chosen wrong,
Half-free, half-bound by inner chains,
By social forces swept along,
By powers and systems close confined,
Yet seeking hope for humankind.
3
Lord God, in Christ You call our name,
And then receive us as Your own,
Not thro' some merit, right, or claim,
But by Your gracious love alone.
We strain to glimpse Your mercy-seat,
And find You kneeling at our feet.
4
Then take the towel, and break the bread,
And humble us, and call us friends.
Suffer and serve till all are fed
And show how grandly love intends
To work till all creation sings,
To fill all worlds, to crown all things.
5
Lord God, in Christ You set us free
Your life to live, Your joy to share.
Give us Your Spirit's liberty
To turn from guilt and dull despair
And offer all that faith can do,
While love is making all things new.
397 — An Upper Room
1
An upper room did our Lord prepare
For those He loved until the end:
And His disciples still gather there,
To celebrate their risen Friend.
2
And after supper He washed their feet,
For service, too, is sacrament.
In Him our joy shall be made complete
Sent out to serve, as He was sent.
3
A lasting gift Jesus gave His own:
To share His bread, His loving cup.
Whatever burdens may bow us down,
He by His cross shall lift us up.
4
No end there is! we depart in peace.
He loves beyond our uttermost:
In every room in our Father's house,
He will be there, as Lord and host.
398 — Bread of the World
1
Bread of the world in mercy broken,
Wine of the soul in mercy shed,
By whom the words of life are spoken,
And in whose death our sins are dead;
2
Look on the heart by sorrow broken,
Look on the tears by sinners shed;
And be Thy feast to us the token
That by Thy grace our souls are fed. Amen.
399 — Beneath the Forms of Outward Rite
1
Beneath the forms of outward rite
Thy supper, Lord, is spread
In every quiet upper room
Where fainting souls are fed.
2
The bread is always consecrate
Which men divide with men;
And every act of brotherhood
Repeats Thy feast again.
3
The blessed cup is only passed
True memory of Thee,
When life anew pours out its wine
With rich sufficiency.
4
O Master, through these symbols shared,
Thine own dear self impart,
That in our daily life may flame
The passion of Thy heart.
400 — I Come With Joy
1
I come with joy to meet my Lord,
Forgiven, loved and free,
In awe and wonder to recall
His life laid down for me,
His life laid down for me.
2
I come with Christians far and near
To find, as all are fed,
Our true community of love
In Christ's communion bread,
In Christ's communion bread.
3
As Christ breaks bread for us to share
Each proud division ends.
That love that made us makes us one,
And strangers now are friends,
And strangers now are friends.
4
And thus with joy we meet our Lord.
His presence always near,
Is in such friendship better known:
We see and praise Him here,
We see and praise Him here.
5
Together met, together bound,
We'll go our diff'rent ways,
And as His people in the world,
We'll live and speak His praise,
We'll live and speak His praise.
401 — In Imitation, Lord of Thee
1
In imitation, Lord of Thee,
This solemn service we repeat;
For Thine example, full of grace,
Has made this humble duty sweet.
2
Renew each sacred spark of love,
And vitalize the holy flame;
May union strong our hearts unite
While this we do in Jesus' name.
3
Our great example Thou shalt be,
In washing Thy disciples feet;
And as we follow Thy command,
Make Thou our fellowship complete.
402 — By Christ Redeemed
1
By Christ redeemed, In Christ restored,
We keep the memory adored,
And show the death of our dear Lord,
Until He come.
2
His broken body in our stead
Is here, in this memorial bread;
And so our feeble love is fed,
Until He come.
3
His fearful drops of agony,
His lifeblood shed for us we see;
The wine shall tell the mystery,
Until He come.
4
And thus that dark betrayal night,
With the last advent we unite —
The shame, the glory, by this rite,
Until He come.
403 — Let Us Break Bread Together
1
Let us break bread together on our knees;
let us break bread together on our knees.

When I fall on my knees
With my face to the rising sun,
O Lord, have mercy on me.
404 — Now Let Us From This Table Rise
1
Now let us from this table rise
Renewed in body, mind, and soul;
With Christ we die and live again,
His selfless love has made us whole.
2
With minds alert, upheld by grace,
To spread the word in speech and deed,
We follow in the steps of Christ,
At one with all in hope and need.
3
To fill each human house with love,
It is the sacrament of care;
The work that Christ began to do
We humbly pledge ourselves to share.
4
Then grant us courage, Father God,
To choose again the pilgrim way
And help us to accept with joy
The challenge of tomorrow's day.
405 — O God, Unseen, Yet Ever Near
1
O God, unseen, yet ever near,
Reveal Thy presence now
While we in love that hath no fear,
Before Thy glory bow.
2
Here may Thy faithful people know
The blessings of Thy love,
The streams that thro' the dessert flow,
The manna from above.
3
We come, obedient to Thy Word
To feast on heav'nly food,
Our meat, the body of our Lord,
Our drink, His precious blood.
4
Thus may we all Thy words obey,
For we, O God, are Thine,
And go rejoicing on our way,
Renewed by strength divine.
406 — Love Consecrates the Humblest Act
1
Love consecrates the humblest act
And hallows mercy's deeds;
It sheds a benediction sweet
And hallows human needs.
2
When in the shadow of the cross
Christ knelt and washed the feet
Of His disciples, He gave us
A sign of love complete.
3
Love serves and willing, stoops to serve;
What Christ in love so true
Has freely done for one and all,
Let us now gladly do!
407 — Sent Forth by God's Blessing
1
Sent forth by God's blessing,
Our true faith confessing,
The people of God from His dwelling take leave.
The supper is ended.
Oh, now be extended
The fruits of this service in all who believe.
The seed of His teaching,
Receptive souls reaching,
Shall blossom in action for God and for all.

Our faith ever sharing,
In love ever caring,
Embracing His children of each tribe and race.
With Your feast You feed us,
With Your light now lead us;
Unite us as one in this life that we share.
Then may all the living
With praise and thanksgiving
Give honor to Christ and His name that we bear.
408 — Lord, Enthroned in Heavenly Splendor
1
Lord, enthroned in heav'nly splendor,
First begotten from the dead,
You alone, our strong defender,
Lifting up Your people's head.
Alleluia,
Jesus, true and living Bread!
2
Tho' the lowliest form now veil You
As of old in Bethlehem,
Here as there Your angels hail You
Branch and flow'r of Jesse's stem.
Alleluia,
We in worship join with them.
3
Paschal Lamb, Your off'ring finished
Once for all when You were slain,
In its fullness undiminished
Shall forever more remain.
Alleluia,
We in worship join with them.
4
Life-imparting heav'nly manna,
Stricken rock with streaming side,
Heav'n and earth with loud hosanna
Worship You the Lamb who died.
Alleluia,
Ris'n, ascended, glorified!
409 — Jesus Invites His Saints
1
Jesus invites His saints
To meet around His board,
And sup in memory of the death
And sufferings of their Lord.
2
We take the bread and wine
As emblems of Thy death;
Lord, raise our souls above the sign,
To feast on Thee by faith.
2
Faith eats the bread of life,
And drinks the living wine;
It looks beyond this scene of strife —
Unites us to the Vine.
4
Soon shall the night be gone,
Our Lord will come again;
The marriage supper of the Lamb
Will usher in His reign.
410 — Thy Broken Body, Gracious Lord
1
Thy broken body, gracious Lord,
Is shadowed by this broken bread;
The wine which in this cup is poured,
Points to the blood which Thou hast shed.
2
And while we meet together thus,
We show that we are one in Thee;
Thy precious blood was shed for us,
Thy death, O Lord, hast set us free!
3
We have one hope that Thou wilt come,
Thee in the air we wait to see;
When Thou wilt give Thy saints a home,
And we shall ever reign with Thee.
411 — The Son of God Proclaim
1
The Son of God proclaim,
The Lord of time and space;
The God who bade the light break forth
Now shines in Jesus' face.
2
Behold His outstretched hands,
Though all was in His power
He took the towel and basin then,
And serves us in this hour.
3
He, God's creative word,
The church's Lord and head,
Here bids us gather as His friends,
And share His wine and bread.
4
The Lord of life and death
With wondering praise we sing;
We break the bread at His command,
And name Him God and King.
5
We take this cup in hope:
For He, who gladly bore
The shameful cross, is ris'n again,
And reigns forevermore.
412 — Cover With His Life
1
Look upon Jesus, sinless is He;
Father, impute His life unto me.
My life of scarlet, my sin and woe,
Cover with His life, whiter than snow.
Refrain
Cover with His life, whiter than snow;
Fullness of His life then shall I know;
My life of scarlet, my sin and woe,
Cover with His life, whither than snow.
2
Deep are the wounds transgression has made;
Red are the stains; my soul is afraid.
O to be covered, Jesus, with Thee,
Safe from the law that now judgeth me!
Refrain
Cover with His life, whiter than snow;
Fullness of His life then shall I know;
My life of scarlet, my sin and woe,
Cover with His life, whither than snow.
3
Longing the joy of pardon to know;
Jesus holds out a robe white as snow;
"Lord, I accept it! leaving my own,
Gladly I wear Thy pure life alone."
Refrain
Cover with His life, whiter than snow;
Fullness of His life then shall I know;
My life of scarlet, my sin and woe,
Cover with His life, whither than snow.
4
Reconciled by His death for my sin,
Justified by His life pure and clean,
Sanctified by obeying His word,
Glorified when returneth my Lord.
Refrain
Cover with His life, whiter than snow;
Fullness of His life then shall I know;
My life of scarlet, my sin and woe,
Cover with His life, whither than snow.
413 — God Has Spoken by His Prophets
1
God has spoken by His prophets,
Spoken His unchanging Word,
Each from age to age proclaiming
God, the one, the righteous Lord.
Mid the world's despair and turmoil,
One firm anchor holding fast;
God is King, His throne eternal,
God the first, and God the last.
2
God has spoken by Christ Jesus,
Christ, the everlasting Son,
Brightness of the Father's glory,
With the Father ever one;
Spoken by the Word incarnate,
God of God, ere time began,
Light of light, to earth descending,
Man, revealing God to man.
3
God yet speaks by His own Spirit
Speaking to the hearts of men,
In the agelong Word expounding
God's own message, now as then;
Through the rise and fall of nations
One sure faith yet standing fast,
God is King, His Word unchanging,
God the first, and God the last.
414 — Fruitful Trees, the Spirit's Sowing
1
Fruitful trees, the Spirit's sowing,
May we ripen and increase,
Fruit to life eternal growing,
Rich in love and joy and peace.
2
Laden branches freely bearing
Gifts the Giver loves to bless;
Here is fruit that grows by sharing,
Patience, kindness, gentleness.
3
Rooted deep in Christ, our Master,
Christ, our pattern and our goal,
Teach us, as the years fly faster,
Goodness, faith, and self-control.
4
Fruitful trees, the Spirit's tending,
May we grow till harvests cease;
Till we taste, in life unending,
Heaven's love and joy and peace.
415 — Christ the Lord, All Power Possessing
1
Christ, the Lord, all power possessing,
Parting, mounted heaven's height,
Gracious hands outstretched in blessing,
Clouds received His from their sight.
Christ ascended, Christ ascended,
Christ ascended on the clouds.
Christ ascended on the clouds.
2
Daniel views earth's judgment hour,
Angels gathering, open books.
God enthroned in flaming power
For His Son's arrival looks.
Christ approaches, Christ approaches,
Christ approaches on the clouds.
Christ approaches on the clouds.
3
Revelation's word fulfilling,
Trumpet, voices pierce the air.
Saint and sinner fainting, thrilling,
Every eye behold Him there.
Christ is coming, Christ is coming,
Christ is coming on the clouds.
Christ is coming on the clouds.
416 — The Judgment Has Set
1
The judgment has set, the books have been opened;
How shall we stand in that great day
When every thought, and word, and action,
God, the righteous Judge, shall weigh?
Refrain
How shall we stand in that great day?
How shall we stand in that great day?
Shall we be found before Him wanting?
Or with our sins all washed away?
2
The work is begun with those who are sleeping,
Soon will the living here be tried,
Out of the books of God's remembrance,
His decision to abide.
Refrain
How shall we stand in that great day?
How shall we stand in that great day?
Shall we be found before Him wanting?
Or with our sins all washed away?
3
O, how shall we stand that moment of searching,
When all our sins those books reveal?
When from that court, each case decided,
Shall be granted no appeal?
Refrain
How shall we stand in that great day?
How shall we stand in that great day?
Shall we be found before Him wanting?
Or with our sins all washed away?
417 — O Solemn Thought
1
O solemn thought and can it be
The hour of judgment now is come;
Which soon must fix our destiny,
And seal the sinner's fearful doom?
Yes, it is so; the judgment hour
Is swiftly hastening to its close;
Then will the Judge, in mighty power,
Descend in vengeance on His foes.
2
He who came down to earth to die
An offering for the sins of men,
And then ascended up on high,
And will e'er long return again,
Is standing now before the ark,
And mercy seat and cherubim,
To plead His blood for saints, and make
The last remembrance of their sin.
3
The solemn moment is at hand
When we who have His name confessed,
Each in his lot must singly stand,
And pass the final, searching test.
Jesus! we hope in Thee alone;
In mercy now upon us look,
Confess our names before the throne,
And blot our sins from out Thy book.
4
O blessed Savior! may we feel
The full importance of this hour.
Inspire our hearts with holy zeal,
And aid us by Thy Spirit's power,
That we may in Thy strength be strong,
And brave the conflict valiantly;
Then, on Mount Zion, join the song,
And swell the notes of victory.
418 — Day of Judgment, Day of Wonders!
1
Day of judgement, day of wonders!
Hark the trumpet's awful sound,
Louder than a thousand thunders,
Shakes the vast creation round!
How the summons,
How the summons
Will the sinner's heart confound!
2
See the Lord in glory nearing,
Clothed in majesty divine.
You who long for His appearing,
Then shall say, "This God is mine!"

All the powers of nature shaken
By His looks prepare to flee.
Careless sinner,
Careless sinner,
What will then become of thee?
4
But to those who have confessed
Loved and served the Lord below,
He will say, "Come near, ye blessed,
See the kingdom I bestow;
You forever,
You forever
Shall my love and glory know."
419 — Soon Shall the Trump of God
1
Soon shall the trump of God
Give out the welcome sound,
That shakes death's silent chamber walls,
And breaks the turf-sealed ground.
2
You dwellers in the dust,
Awake, come forth, and sing;
Sharp has your frost of winter been,
But bright shall be your spring.
3
'Twas sown in weakness here;
'Twill then be raised in power;
That which was sown an earthly seed
Shall rise a heav'nly flower.
420 — Jerusalem, My Happy Home
1
Jerusalem, my happy home,
O how I long for thee!
When will my sorrows have an end,
The joys when shall I see?
2
Thy walls are all of precious stone,
Most glorious to behold;
Thy gates are richly set with pearl,
Thy streets are paved with gold.
3
Thy garden and thy pleasant walks
My study long have been;
Such dazzling views by human sight
Have never yet been seen.
4
Lord, help us by Thy mighty grace,
To keep in view the prize,
Till Thou dost come to take us home
To that blest paradise.
421 — For All the Saints
1
For all the saints who from their labors rest,
Who Thee by faith before the world confessed,
Thy name, O Jesus, be forever blest.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
2
Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress and their Might;
Thou, Lord, their captain in the well-fought fight;
Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true light.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
3
O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold,
Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old,
And win with them the victor's crown of gold.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
4
And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long,
Steals on the ear the distant triumph song,
And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
5
From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast,
Thro' gates of pearl streams in the countless host,
Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
422 — Marching to Zion
1
Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne,
And thus surround the throne.
Refrain
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.
2
Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King,
But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad,
May speak their joys abroad.
Refrain
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.
3
The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets,
Or walk the golden streets.
Refrain
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.
4
Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching through Immanuel's ground,
We're marching through Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high,
To fairer worlds on high.
Refrain
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
The beautiful city of God.
423 — Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken
1
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God;
He whose word cannot be broken
Formed thee for His own abode;
On the Rock of Ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's wall surrounded,
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
2
See the streams of living waters
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear and want remove;
Who can faint when such a river
Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age.
3
Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear
For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the Lord is near;
Blest inhabitants of Zion,
Washed in the Redeemer's blood;
Jesus, whom their souls rely on,
Makes them kings and priests to God.
4
Savior, if of Zion's city
I, through grace, a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in Thy name;
Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joys and lasting treasure
None but Zion's children know.
424 — For Thee, O Dear, Dear Country
1
For thee, O dear, dear country,
Mine eyes their vigils keep;
For very love beholding
Thy holy name, they weep.
The mention of thy glory
Is unction to the breast,
And medicine in sickness,
And love, and life, and rest.
2
O one, O only mansion!
O Paradise of joy!
Where tears are ever banish'd
And smiles have no alloy;
Thy loveliness oppresses
All human thought and heart,
And none, O Peace, O Sion,
Can sing thee as thou art.
3
With jasper glow thy burlwarks,
Thy streets with emeralds blaze;
The sardius and the topaz
Unite in thee their rays.
Thine ageless walls are bonded
With amethyst unpriced;
The saints shall build thy fabric,
And the cornerstone is Christ.
4
The cross is all thy splendor,
The Crucified thy praise;
His laud and benediction
Thy ransom'd saints shall raise;
Upon the Rock of Ages
They build thy holy tower;
Thine is the vector's laurel,
And thine the golden dower.
5
O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country
That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest,
Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest.
425 — Holy, Holy, Is What the Angels Sing
1
There is singing up in heaven such as we have never known,
Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon the throne;
Their sweet harps are ever tuneful and their voices are always clear,
O that we might be more like them while we serve the Master here!
Refrain
Holy, holy, is what the angels sing,
And I expect to help them make the courts of heaven ring;
But when I sing redemption's story, they will fold their wings,
For angels never felt the joys that our salvation brings.
2
But I hear another anthem, blending voices clear and strong,
"Unto Him who hath redeemed us and hath bought us," is the song;
We have come thro' tribulations to this land so fair and bright,
In the fountain freely flowing He hath made our garments white.
Refrain
Holy, holy, is what the angels sing,
And I expect to help them make the courts of heaven ring;
But when I sing redemption's story, they will fold their wings,
For angels never felt the joys that our salvation brings.
3
Then the angels stand and listen, for they cannot join that song,
Like the sound of many waters, by that happy, blood-washed throng;
For they sing about great trials, battles fought and vict'ries won,
And they praised the great Redeemer, who hath said to them, "Well done."
Refrain
Holy, holy, is what the angels sing,
And I expect to help them make the courts of heaven ring;
But when I sing redemption's story, they will fold their wings,
For angels never felt the joys that our salvation brings.
4
So, although I'm not an angel, yet I know that over there
I will join a blessed chorus that the angels cannot share;
I will sing about my Savior, who upon dark Calvary
Freely pardoned my transgressions, died to set the sinner free.
Refrain
Holy, holy, is what the angels sing,
And I expect to help them make the courts of heaven ring;
But when I sing redemption's story, they will fold their wings,
For angels never felt the joys that our salvation brings.
426 — I Shall See the King
1
I shall see the King
Where the angels sing,
I shall see the King some day,
In the better land,
On that golden strand,
And with Him shall ever stay.
Refrain:
In His glory, I shall see the King,
And forever endless praises sing;
'Twas on Calvary Jesus died for me;
I shall see the King someday.
2
In the land of song,
In the glory throng,
Where there never comes a night,
With my Lord once slain
I shall ever reign
In the glory land of light.
Refrain:
In His glory, I shall see the King,
And forever endless praises sing;
'Twas on Calvary Jesus died for me;
I shall see the King someday.
3
I shall see the King,
All my tributes bring,
And shall look upon His face;
Then my song shall be
How He ransomed me
And has kept me by His grace.
Refrain:
In His glory, I shall see the King,
And forever endless praises sing;
'Twas on Calvary Jesus died for me;
I shall see the King someday.
427 — No Night There
1
In the land of fadeless day
Lies "the city four-square;"
It shall never pass away,
And there is "no night there."
Refrain
God shall "wipe away all tears;"
There's no death, no pain, nor fears;
And they count not time by years,
For there is "no night there."
2
All the gates of pearl are made,
In "the city four-square;"
All the streets with gold are laid,
And there is "no night there."
Refrain
God shall "wipe away all tears;"
There's no death, no pain, nor fears;
And they count not time by years,
For there is "no night there."
3
And the gates shall never close
To "the city four-square;"
There life's crystal river flows,
And there is "no night there."
Refrain
God shall "wipe away all tears;"
There's no death, no pain, nor fears;
And they count not time by years,
For there is "no night there."
4
There they need no sunshine bright,
In "that city four-square;"
For the Lamb is all the light,
And there is "no night there."
Refrain
God shall "wipe away all tears;"
There's no death, no pain, nor fears;
And they count not time by years,
For there is "no night there."
428 — Sweet By and By
1
There's a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way,
To prepare us a dwelling place there.
Refrain
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
2
We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blest,
And our spirits shall sorrow no more
Not a sigh for the blessing of rest.
Refrain
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
3
To our bountiful Father above,
We will offer a tribute of praise,
For the glorious gift of His love,
And the blessings that hallow our days.
Refrain
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
429 — Jerusalem the Golden
1
Jerusalem the golden,
With milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice oppressed.
I know not, O I know not
What holy joys are there;
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare.
2
They stand, those halls of Zion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng.
The Prince is ever in them,
The daylight is serene;
The pastures of the blessed
Are decked in glorious sheen.
3
There is the throne of David,
And there, from care released,
The shout of them that triumph,
The song of them that feast;
And they who, with their Leader,
Have conquered in the fight,
Forever and forever
Are clad in robes of white.
4
O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country,
That eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest.
430 — Joy By and By
1
O there'll be joy when the work is done,
Joy when the reapers gather home,
Bringing the sheaves at set of sun
To the New Jerusalem.
Refrain
Joy, joy, there'll be joy by and by,
Joy, joy, where the joys never die;
Joy, joy; for the day draweth nigh
When the workers gather home.
2
Sweet are the songs that we hope to sing,
Grateful the thanks our hearts shall bring,
Praising forever Christ our King
In the New Jerusalem.
Refrain
Joy, joy, there'll be joy by and by,
Joy, joy, where the joys never die;
Joy, joy; for the day draweth nigh
When the workers gather home.
3
Pure are the joys that await us there,
Many the golden mansions fair;
Jesus Himself doth them prepare,
In the New Jerusalem.
Refrain
Joy, joy, there'll be joy by and by,
Joy, joy, where the joys never die;
Joy, joy; for the day draweth nigh
When the workers gather home.
431 — Over Yonder
1
Come let us sing of homeland,
Down by the crystal sea;
Wonderful land where Jesus
Buildeth a mansion for me.
Refrain
Over yonder, down by the crystal sea,
Over yonder,
There's where I long to be,
No more sorrow, toil, grief, nor care,
In the homeland bright and fair,
Over, over there.
2
Water of life there floweth,
Fruit in abundant store;
Citizens of that country
Hunger and thirst nevermore.
Refrain
Over yonder, down by the crystal sea,
Over yonder,
There's where I long to be,
No more sorrow, toil, grief, nor care,
In the homeland bright and fair,
Over, over there.
3
Come go with me to homeland,
Jesus invites you there;
Help spread the invitation,
Tell it to men everywhere.
Refrain
Over yonder, down by the crystal sea,
Over yonder,
There's where I long to be,
No more sorrow, toil, grief, nor care,
In the homeland bright and fair,
Over, over there.
432 — Shall We Gather at the River
1
Shall we gather at the river
Where bright angel feet have trod,
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God?
Refrain
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
2
On the margin of the river,
Washing up its silver spray,
We will walk and worship ever,
All the happy golden day.
Refrain
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
3
Ere we reach the shining river,
Lay we every burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver,
And provide a robe and crown.
Refrain
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
4
Soon we'll reach the shining river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease,
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.
Refrain
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
433 — Ten Thousand Times Ten Thousand
1
Ten thousand times ten thousand,
In sparkling raiment bright,
The armies of the ransomed saints
Throng up the steeps of light.
'Tis finished, all is finished,
Their fight with death and sin.
Fling open wide the golden gates,
And let the victors in.
2
What rush of hallelujahs
Fills all the earth and sky!
The ringing of a thousand harps
Proclaims the triumph high.
O day for which creation
And all its tribes were made!
O joy, for all its former woes
A thousandfold repaid!
3
O then what raptured greetings
On Canaan's happy shore!
What knitting severed friendship where
Death partings are no more!
Then eyes with joy shall sparkle,
That brimmed with tears of late;
Orphans no longer fatherless,
Nor widows desolate.
4
Bring near Thy great salvation,
Thou Lamb for sinners slain,
Fill up the roll of Thine elect,
Then take Thy power and reign!
Appear, Desire of nations,
Thine exiles long for home;
Show in the heavens Thy promised sign;
Thou Prince and Savior, come!
434 — We Speak of the Realms
1
We speak of the realms of the blest,
That country so bright and so fair,
And oft are its glories confessed —
But what must it be to be there!
We speak of its pathway of gold —
Its walls decked with jewels so rare,
Its wonders and pleasures untold —
But what must it be to be there!
2
We speak of its freedom from sin,
From sorrow, temptation and care,
From trials without and within —
But what must it be to be there!
We speak of its service of love,
Of the robes which the glorified wear,
Of the church of the First-born above —
But what must it be to be there!
3
Our mourning is all at an end,
When, raised by the life-giving word,
We see the new city descend,
Adorned as a bride for her Lord;
The city so holy and clean,
No sorrow can breathe in the air;
No gloom of affliction or sin,
No shadow of evil, is there.
4
Do Thou, midst temptation and woe,
For heaven my spirit prepare;
And shortly I also shall know
And feel what it is to be there.
Then o'er the bright fields we shall roam,
In glory celestial and fair,
With saints and with angels at home,
And Jesus Himself will be there.
435 — The Glory Song
1
When all my labors and trails are o'er,
And I am safe on that beautiful shore,
Just to be near the dear Lord I adore,
Will through the ages be glory for me.
Refrain
O that will be glory for me,
Glory for me, glory for me;
When by His grace I shall look on His face,
That will be glory, be glory for me.
2
When, by the gift of His infinite grace,
I am accorded in heaven a place,
Just to be there and to look on His face,
Will through the ages be glory for me.
Refrain
O that will be glory for me,
Glory for me, glory for me;
When by His grace I shall look on His face,
That will be glory, be glory for me.
3
Friends will be there I have loved long ago;
Joy like a river around me will flow,
Yet, just a smile form my Savior, I know,
Will through the ages be glory for me.
Refrain
O that will be glory for me,
Glory for me, glory for me;
When by His grace I shall look on His face,
That will be glory, be glory for me.
436 — The Homeland
1
The homeland! O the homeland!
The land of the freeborn!
There's no night in the homeland,
But aye the fadeless morn;
I'm sighing for homeland,
My heart is aching here;
There is no pain in the homeland
To which I'm drawing near;
There is no pain in the homeland
To which I'm drawing near.
2
My Lord is in the homeland,
With angels bright and fair;
There's no sin in the homeland,
And no temptation there;
The music of the homeland
Is ringing in my ears;
And when I think of the homeland
My eyes are filled with tears;
And when I think of the homeland
My ears are filled with tears.
3
The dwellers in the homeland
Are beckoning me to come,
Where neither death nor sorrow
Invades their holy home;
O dear, dear native country!
O rest and peace above!
Christ bring us all to the homeland
Of Thy redeeming love;
Christ bring us all to the homeland
Of Thy redeeming love.
437 — I'm Going Home
1
My heav'nly home is bright and fair,
Nor pain nor death can enter there;
It's glitt'ring tow'rs the sun outshine,
That heav'nly mansion shall me mine.

Refrain:
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music which is sounding thro' the air.
2
Gabriel sounds his mighty trumpet,
Gabriel sounds his mighty trumpet,
Gabriel sounds his mighty trumpet
In a few more days.
Refrain:
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music which is sounding thro' the air.
3
You will see the saints a-rising,
You will see the saints a-rising,
You will see the saints a-rising
In a few more days.
Refrain:
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music which is sounding thro' the air.
4
Angels bear them to the Savior,
Angels bear them to the Savior,
Angels bear them to the Savior
In a few more days.
Refrain:
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music which is sounding thro' the air.
5
Then we'll shout, our suff'rings over,
Then we'll shout, our suff'rings over,
Then we'll shout, our suff'rings over
In a few more days.
Refrain:
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music,
Hear the band of music which is sounding thro' the air.
439 — How Far From Home?
1
How far from? I asked, as on
I bent my steps — the watchman spake:
"The long, dark night is almost gone,
The morning soon will break.
Then weep no more, but speed thy flight,
With Hope's bright star thy guiding ray,
Till thou shalt reach the realms of light,
In everlasting days."
2
I asked the warrior on the field;
This was his soul-inspiring song:
"With courage, bold, the sword I'll wield,
The battle is not long.
Then weep no more, but well endure
The conflict, till thy work is done;
For this we know, the prize is sure,
When victory is won."
3
I asked again; earth, sea, and sun
Seemed, with one voice, to make reply:
"Time's wasting sands are nearly run,
Eternity is nigh.
Then weep no more — with warning tones,
Portentous signs are thickening round,
The whole creation, waiting, groans,
To hear the trumpet sound."
4
Not far from home! O blessed thought!
The traveler's lonely heart to cheer;
Which oft a healing balm has brought,
And dried the mourner's tear.
Then weep no more, since we shall meet
Where weary footsteps never roam —
Our trails past, our joys complete,
Safe in our Father's home.
440 — How Cheering Is the Christian's Hope
1
How cheering is the Christian's hope,
While toiling here below!
It buoys us up while passing through
This wilderness of woe,
It buoys us up while passing through
This wilderness of woe.
2
It points us to a land of rest
Where saints with Christ will reign;
Where we shall meet the loved of earth,
And never part again.
3
Fly, lingering moments, fly, O, fly,
Dear Savior, quickly come!
We long to see Thee as Thou art,
And reach that blissful home.
441 — I Saw One Weary
1
I saw one weary, sad, and torn,
With eager steps press on the way,
Who long the hallowed cross had borne,
Still looking for the promised day;
While many a line of grief and care,
Upon his brow was furrowed there;
I asked what buoyed his spirits up,
"O this" said he — "the blessed hope."
2
And one I saw, with sword and shield,
Who boldly braved the world's cold frown,
And fought, unyielding, on the field,
To win an everlasting crown.
Though worn with toil, oppressed by foes,
No murmur from his heart arose;
I asked what buoyed his spirits up,
"O this!" said he — "the blessed hope."
3
And there was one who left behind
The cherished friends of early years,
And honor, pleasure, wealth resigned,
To tread the path bedewed with tears.
Through trials deep and conflicts sore,
Yet still a smile of joy he wore;
I asked what buoyed his spirits up,
"O this!" said he — "the blessed hope."
4
While pilgrims here we journey on
In this dark vale of sin and gloom,
Through tribulation, hate, and scorn,
Or through the portals of the tomb,
Till our returning King shall come
To take His exile captives home,
O! what can buoy the spirits up?
'Tis this alone — the blessed hope.
442 — How Sweet Are the Tidings
1
How sweet are the tidings that greet the pilgrim's ear,
As he wanders in exile from home!
Soon, soon will the Savior in glory appear,
And soon will the kingdom come.
Refrain
He's coming, coming, coming soon I know,
Coming back to this earth again;
And the weary pilgrims will to glory go,
When the Savior comes to reign.
2
The mossy old graves where the pilgrims sleep
Shall be open as wide as before,
And the millions that sleep in the mighty deep
Shall live on this earth once more.
Refrain
He's coming, coming, coming soon I know,
Coming back to this earth again;
And the weary pilgrims will to glory go,
When the Savior comes to reign.
3
There we'll meet ne'er to part in our happy Eden home,
Sweet songs of redemption we'll sing;
From the north, from the south, all the ransomed shall come,
And worship our heavenly King.
Refrain
He's coming, coming, coming soon I know,
Coming back to this earth again;
And the weary pilgrims will to glory go,
When the Savior comes to reign.
4
Hallelujah, Amen! hallelujah again!
Soon, if faithful, we all shall be there;
O, be watchful, be hopeful, be joyful till then,
And a crown of bright glory we'll wear.
443 — There'll Be No Sorrow There
1
There'll be no night in heaven,
In that blest world above;
No anxious toil, no weary hours;
For labor there is love.
Refrain
There'll be no sorrow there,
There'll be no sorrow there;
In heaven above, where all is love,
There'll be no sorrow there.
2
There'll be no grief in heaven;
For life is one glad day,
And tears are those of former things
Which all have passed away.
Refrain
There'll be no sorrow there,
There'll be no sorrow there;
In heaven above, where all is love,
There'll be no sorrow there.
3
There'll be no sin in heaven;
Behold that blessed throng
All holy in their spotless robes,
All holy in their song.
Refrain
There'll be no sorrow there,
There'll be no sorrow there;
In heaven above, where all is love,
There'll be no sorrow there.
444 — I'm a Pilgrim
1
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger;
I can tarry, I can tarry but a night;
Do not detain me, for I am going
To where the fountains are ever flowing.
Refrain
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger;
I can tarry, I can tarry but a night.
2
There the glory is ever shining!
O, my longing heart, my longing heart is there;
Here in this country so dark and dreary,
I long have wandered forlorn and weary.
Refrain
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger;
I can tarry, I can tarry but a night.
3
There's the city to which I journey;
My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light!
There is no sorrow, nor any sighing,
Nor any tears there, or any dying.

Time's cold and wintry blast
Soon will be overpast;
I shall reach home at last,
Heaven is my home.
3
There at my Savior's side,
Heaven is my home;
I shall be glorified,
Heaven is my home.
There'll be the good and blest,
Those I love most and best,
There, too, I soon shall rest;
Heaven is my home.
446 — Lo, What a Glorious Sight Appears
1
Lo, what a glorious sight appears
To our believing eyes!
The earth and seas are passed away,
And the old rolling skies.
And the old rolling skies,
And the old rolling skies;
The earth and seas are passed away,
And the old rolling skies.
Refrain
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful!
O that will be joyful
When we meet to part no more!
When we meet to part no more on Canaan's happy shore;
'Tis there we'll meet at Jesus' feet,
When we meet to part no more!
2
Attending angels shout for joy
And the bright armies sing —
Mortals! Behold the sacred seat
Of your descending King.
Of your descending King,
Of your descending King;
Mortals! Behold the sacred seat
Of your descending King.
Refrain
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful!
O that will be joyful
When we meet to part no more!
When we meet to part no more on Canaan's happy shore;
'Tis there we'll meet at Jesus' feet,
When we meet to part no more!
3
His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye;
And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
And death itself shall die!

Refrain
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful!
O that will be joyful
When we meet to part no more!
When we meet to part no more on Canaan's happy shore;
'Tis there we'll meet at Jesus' feet,
When we meet to part no more!
4
How long, dear Savior! oh, how long
Shall this bright hour delay?
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time!
And bring the welcome day.
And bring the welcome day,
And bring the welcome day;
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time!
And bring the welcome day.
Refrain
O that will be joyful, joyful, joyful!
O that will be joyful
When we meet to part no more!
When we meet to part no more on Canaan's happy shore;
'Tis there we'll meet at Jesus' feet,
When we meet to part no more!
447 — Long Upon the Mountains
1
Long upon the mountains weary,
Have the scattered flocks been torn;
Dark the dessert paths, and dreary;
Grievous trials have they borne.
Now the gathering call is sounding,
Solemn in its warning voice;
Union, faith, and love, abounding,
Bid the little flock rejoice.
2
Now the light of truth they're seeking,
In its onward track pursue;
All the ten commandments keeping,
They are holy, just, and true.
On the words of life they're feeding,
Precious to their taste so sweet;
All their Master's percepts heeding,
Bowing humbly to His feet.
3
In that light of light and beauty,
In that golden city fair,
Soon its pearly gates they'll enter,
And of all its glories share.
There, divine the soul's expansions;
Free from sin, and death, and pain;
Tear will never dim those mansions
Where the souls immortal reign.
4
Soon He comes! With clouds descending;
All His saints, entombed arise;
The redeemed, in anthems blending,
Shout their vict'ry thro' the skies.
O, we long for Thine appearing;
Come, O Savior, quickly come!
Blessed hope! our spirits cheering,
Take Thy ransomed children home.
448 — O, When Shall I See Jesus
1
O, when shall I see Jesus and reign with Him above,
And shall hear the trumpet sound in that morning?
And from the flowing fountain drink everlasting love,
And shall hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
Refrain:
O, shout, glory!
For I shall mount above the skies,
When I hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
2
Gird on the gospel armor of faith and hope and love,
And you'll hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
And when the combat's ended He'll carry you above,
And you'll hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
Refrain:
O, shout, glory!
For I shall mount above the skies,
When I hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
3
Our ears shall hear with transport the host of heaven sing,
And shall hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
Our tongues shall chant the glories of our immortal King.
And shall hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
Refrain:
O, shout, glory!
For I shall mount above the skies,
When I hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
449 — Never Part Again
1
There is a land of pure delight,
Where bliss eternal reigns,
Infinite day excludes the night
And pleasures banish pain.
Refrain
We're trav'ling to Immanuel's land,
We soon shall hear the trumpet sound,
And soon we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.
What! Never part again?
No, never part again,
What! Never part again?
No, never part again,
And soon we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.
2
There everlasting spring abides,
And never with'ring flowers,
And but a little space divides
This heav'nly land from ours.
Refrain
We're trav'ling to Immanuel's land,
We soon shall hear the trumpet sound,
And soon we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.
What! Never part again?
No, never part again,
What! Never part again?
No, never part again,
And soon we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.
3
Could we but stand where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,
Not all this world's pretended good
Could ever charm us more.
Refrain
We're trav'ling to Immanuel's land,
We soon shall hear the trumpet sound,
And soon we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.
What! Never part again?
No, never part again,
What! Never part again?
No, never part again,
And soon we shall with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.
450 — Beautiful Zion
1
Beautiful Zion, built above,
Beautiful city that I love,
Beautiful gates of pearly white,
Beautiful temple, God its light.
2
Beautiful trees forever there,
Beautiful fruit they always bear,
Beautiful rivers gliding by,
Beautiful fountains never dry.
3
Beautiful crowns on every brow,
Beautiful palms the conquerors show,
Beautiful robes the ransomed wear,
Beautiful all who enter there.
451 — Together Let Us Sweetly Live
1
Together let us sweetly live;
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
Together love to Jesus give;
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
Refrain
O Canaan, bright Canaan,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
O Canaan, it is my happy home,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
2
Together let us watch and pray;
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
And wait redemption's joyous day;
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
Refrain
O Canaan, bright Canaan,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
O Canaan, it is my happy home,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
3
Our songs of praise shall fill the skies;
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
While higher still our joys shall rise;
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
Refrain
O Canaan, bright Canaan,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
O Canaan, it is my happy home,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
4
Then come with me, beloved friend;
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
The joys to come shall never end;
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
Refrain
O Canaan, bright Canaan,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
O Canaan, it is my happy home,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
452 — What Heavenly Music
1
What heavenly music steals over the sea!
Entrancing the senses like sweet melody!
'Tis the voice of the angels borne soft on the air;
For me they are singing; their welcome I hear.
2
On the banks of old Jordan, here gazing I stand,
And earnestly longing, I stretch forth my hand;
Send a convoy of angels, dear Jesus, I pray!
Let me join that sweet music; come, take me away.
3
Though dark are the waters and rough is the wave,
If Jesus permit, the wild surges I'll brave;
For that heavenly music hath ravished me so,
I must join in that chorus! I'll go! let me go!
453 — We Have Heard
1
We have heard from the bright, the holy, land;
We have heard, and our hearts are glad;
For we were a lonely pilgrim band,
And weary, and worn, and sad.
They tell us the saints have a dwelling there —
No longer are homeless ones;
And we know that the goodly land is fair,
Where life's pure river runs.
2
They say green fields are waving there,
That never a blight shall know;
And the deserts wild are blooming fair,
And the roses of Sharon grow.
There are lovely birds in the bowers green,
Their songs are blithe and sweet;
And their warblings, gushing ever new,
The angels' harpings greet.
3
We have heard of the palms, the robes, the crowns,
And the silvery band in white;
Of the city fair, with pearly gates,
All radiant with light.
We have heard of the angels there, and saints,
With their harps of gold, how they sing;
Of the mount with the fruitful tree of life,
Of the leaves that healing bring.
4
The King of that country, He is fair,
He's the joy and light of the place;
In His beauty we shall behold Him there,
And bask in His smiling face.
We'll be there, we'll be there in a little while,
We'll join the pure and the blest;
We'll have the palm, the robe, the crown,
And forever be at rest.
454 — Don't You See My Jesus Coming
1
Don't you see my Jesus coming,
See Him come in yonder cloud?
With ten thousand angels round Him,
How they do my Jesus crowd!
Refrain
I am bound for the kingdom,
Will you go to glory with me?
Hallelujah! O praise ye the Lord!
2
Don't you see the saints ascending,
Hear them shouting thro' the air.
Jesus smiling, trumpets sounding,
Now His glory they shall share.
Refrain
I am bound for the kingdom,
Will you go to glory with me?
Hallelujah! O praise ye the Lord!
455 — Immortal Love, Forever Full
1
Immortal Love, forever full,
Forever flowing free,
Forever shared, forever whole,
A never ebbing sea!
2
We nay not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
In vain we search the lowest deeps,
For Him no depths can drown.
3
But warm, so tender, even yet
A present help is He;
And faith has still its Olivet,
And love its Galilee.
4
The healing of His seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
We touch Him in life's throng and press,
And we are whole again.
5
Through Him the first fond prayers are said,
Our lips of childhood frame;
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with His name.
6
O Lord and Master of us all:
Whate'er our names or sign,
We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,
We test our lives by Thine!
456 — My Lord and I
1
I have a Friend so precious,
So very dear to me,
He loves me with such tender love,
He loves so faithfully;
I could not live apart from Him,
I love to feel Him nigh,
And so we dwell together,
My Lord and I.
2
Sometimes I'm faint and weary,
He knows that I am weak,
And as He bids me lean on Him,
His help I gladly seek;
He leads me in the paths of light,
Beneath a sunny sky,
And so we walk together,
My Lord and I.
3
I tell Him all my sorrows,
I tell Him all my joys,
I tell Him all that pleases me,
I tell Him what annoys;
He tells me what I ought to do,
He tells me how to try,
And so we talk together,
My Lord and I.
4
He knows that I am longing
Some weary soul to win,
And so He bids me go and speak
The loving word for Him;
He bids me tell His wondrous love,
And why He came to die,
And so we work together,
My Lord and I.
457 — I Love to Tell the Story
1
I love to tell the story
Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory,
Of Jesus and His love;
I love to tell the story,
Because I know 'tis true;
It satisfies my longing
As nothing else can do.
Refrain
I love to tell the story;
'Twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
2
I love to tell the story;
More wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies
Of all our golden dreams;
I love to tell the story,
It did so much for me,
And that is just the reason
I tell it now to thee.
Refrain
I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
3
I love to tell the story;
'Tis pleasant to repeat
What seems each time I tell it,
More wonderfully sweet;
I love to tell the story,
For some have never heard
The message of salvation
From God's own holy word.
Refrain
I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
4
I love to tell the story;
For those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting
To hear it like the rest;
And when in scenes of glory
I sing the new, new song,
'Twill be the old, old story
That I have loved so long.
Refrain
I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory,
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
458 — More Love to Thee
1
More love to Thee, O Christ!
More love to Thee;
Hear Thou the prayer I make
On bended knee.

More love to Thee!
2
Once earthly joy I craved,
Sought peace and rest;
Now Thee alone I seek,
Give what is best.
This all my prayer shall be,
More love, O Christ, to Thee,
More love to Thee!
More love to Thee!
3
Let sorrow do its work,
Send grief or pain;
Sweet are Thy messengers,
Sweet their refrain,
When they can sing with me,
More love, O Christ, to Thee,
More love to Thee!

More love to Thee!
459 — As the Bridegroom to His Chosen
1
As the bridegroom to his chosen, as the king unto his realm,
As the keep unto the castle, as the pilot to the helm,
So, Lord, art Thou to me.
2
As the fountain in the garden, as the candle in the dark,
As the treasure in the coffer, as the manna in the ark,
So, Lord, art Thou to me.
3
As the ruby in the setting, as the honey in the comb,
As the light within the lantern,
As the father in the home,
So, Lord, art Thou to me.
4
As the sunshine in the heavens, as the image in the glass,
As the fruits upon the fig tree, as the dew upon the grass,
So, Lord, art Thou to me.
460 — As Water to the Thirsty
1
As water to the thirsty,
As beauty to the eyes,
As strength that follows weakness,
As truth instead of lies;
As songtime and springtime and summertime to be,
So is my Lord, my living Lord,
So is my Lord to me.
2
Like calm in place of clamor
Like peace that follows pain,
Like meeting after parting,
Like sunshine after rain;
Like moonlight and starlight and sunlight on the sea,
So is my Lord, my living Lord,
So is my Lord to me.
3
As sleep that follows fever,
As gold instead of grey,
As freedom after bondage,
As sunrise to the day;
As home to the trav'ler and all he longs to see,
So is my Lord, my living Lord,
So is my Lord to me.
461 — Be Still, My Soul
1
Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly friend
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 still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
3
Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever 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.
462 — Blessed Assurance, Jesus is Mine!
1
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.
Refrain
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.
2
Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight.
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
Refrain
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.
3
Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.
Refrain
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.
463 — Peace, Perfect Peace
1
Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
The blood of Jesus whispers peace within.
2
Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed?
To do the will of Jesus: this is rest.
3
Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away?
In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they.
4
Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown?

I came to Jesus as I was,
Weary and worn and sad;
I found in Him a resting place,
And He has made me glad.
2
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"Behold, I freely give
The living water; thirsty one,
Stoop down and drink and live."
I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quench'd, my soul revived,
And now I live in Him.
3
I heard the voice of Jesus say,
"I am this dark world's light;
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright."
I looked to Jesus, and I found
In Him my star, my sun;
And in that light of life I'll walk,
Till trav'ling days are done.
466 — Wonderful Peace
1
Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight,
Rolls a melody sweeter than psalm;
In celestial-like strains it unceasingly falls
O'er my soul like an infinite calm.
Refrain
Peace! peace! wonderful peace,
Coming down from the Father above;
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
In fathomless billows of love.
2
What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace,
Buried deep in my innermost soul,
So secure that no power can mine it away,
While the years of eternity roll!
Refrain
Peace! peace! wonderful peace,
Coming down from the Father above;
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
In fathomless billows of love.
3
I believe when I rise to that city of peace,
Where the Author of peace I shall see,
That one strain of the song which the ransomed will sing,
In that heavenly kingdom will be —
Refrain
Peace! peace! wonderful peace,
Coming down from the Father above;
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
In fathomless billows of love.
4
Weary soul, without gladness or comfort or rest,
Passing down the rough pathway of time!
Make the Savior your friend ere the shadows grow dark;
O accept of this peace so sublime.
Refrain
Peace! peace! wonderful peace,
Coming down from the Father above;
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
In fathomless billows of love.
467 — Life Is Great! So Sing About It
1
Life is great! so sing about it,
As we can and as we should —
Shops and buses, towns and people,
Village, farmland, field and wood.
Life is great and life is given;
Life is lovely, free and good.
2
Life is great! — whatever happens,
Snow or sunshine, joy or pain,
Hardship, grief or disillusion,
Suffering that I can't explain —
Life is great if someone loves me,
Holds my hand and calls my name.
3
Love is great! — the love of lovers
Whispered words and longing eyes;
Love that gazes at the cradle
Where a child of loving lies;
Love that lasts when youth has faded,
Bends with age, but never dies.
4
Love is giving and receiving —
Boy and girl, or friend with friend;
Love is bearing and forgiving
All the hurts that hate can send;
Love's the greatest way of living,
Hoping, trusting to the end.
5
God is great! in Christ He loved us,
As we should, but never can —
Love that suffered, hoped and trusted
When disciples turned and ran,
Love that broke through death forever.
Praise that loving, living Man!
468 — A Child of the King
1
My Father is rich in houses and lands;
He holdeth the wealth of the world in His hands!
Of rubies and diamonds, of silver and gold,
His coffers are full — He has riches untold.
Refrain
I'm a child of the King, a child of the King!
With Jesus, my Savior, I'm a child of the King!
2
My Father's own Son, the Savior of men,
Once wandered on earth as the poorest of them;
But now He is pleading for sinners on high,
And will give me a home when He comes by and by.
Refrain
I'm a child of the King, a child of the King!
With Jesus, my Savior, I'm a child of the King!
3
I once was an outcast, a stranger on earth,
A sinner by choice, and an alien by birth!
But I've been adopted, my name's written down,
An heir to a mansion, a robe and a crown.
Refrain
I'm a child of the King, a child of the King!

They're building a palace for me over there!
Though exiled from home, yet still may I sing:
"All glory to God, I'm a child of the King."
Refrain
I'm a child of the King, a child of the King!

Refrain
Leaning, leaning,
Safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
2
O how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
O how bright the path grows from day to day,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
Refrain
Leaning, leaning,
Safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
3
What have I to dread, what have I to fear,
Leaning on the everlasting arms?
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
Refrain
Leaning, leaning,
Safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
470 — There's Sunshine in My Soul Today
1
There's sunshine in my soul today,
More glorious and bright
Than glows in any earthly sky,
For Jesus is my light.
Refrain
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine,
When the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face
There is sunshine in the soul.
2
There's music in my soul today,
A carol to my King,
And Jesus, listening, can hear
The songs I cannot sing.
Refrain
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine,
When the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face
There is sunshine in the soul.
3
There's springtime in my soul today,
For when the Lord is near,
The dove of peace sings in my heart,
The flowers of grace appear.
Refrain
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine,
When the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face
There is sunshine in the soul.
4
Theres gladness in my soul today,
And hope, and praise, and love,
For blessings which He gives me now,
For joys "laid up" above.
Refrain
O there's sunshine, blessed sunshine,
When the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face
There is sunshine in the soul.
471 — Grant Us Your Peace
1
Dona nobis pacem, pacem;
Dona nobis pacem.
Dona nobis pacem;
Dona nobis pacem.

A coordenous ta paix;
A coordenous ta paix.
A coordenous ta paix;
A coordenous ta paix.
4
Padre danos, tu paz, tu paz;
Padre danos, tu paz, tu paz.
Padre danos tu paz;
Padre danos, danos tu paz.
Padre danos tu paz;
Padre danos, danos tu paz.
472 — A Song of Heaven and Homeland
1
Sometimes I hear strange music,
Like none e'er heard before,
Come floating softly earthward
As thro' heav'n's open door:
It seems like angel voices,
In strains of and love,
That swell the mighty chorus
Around the throne above.
Refrain
O sweet, celestial music,
Heard from a land afar —
The song of Heav'n and Homeland,
Thro' doors God leaves ajar!
2
Now soft, and low, and restful,
It floods my soul with peace,
As if God's benediction
Bade all earth's troubles cease.
Then grander than the voices,
Of wind, and wave, and sea —
It fills the dome of heaven
With glorious harmony.
Refrain
O sweet, celestial music,
Heard from a land afar —
The song of Heav'n and Homeland,
Thro' doors God leaves ajar!
3
This music haunts me ever,
Like something heard in dreams —
It seems to catch the cadence
Of heav'nly winds and streams,
My heart is filled with rapture,
To think, some day to come,
I'll sing it with the angels
The song of heav'n and home.
Refrain
O sweet, celestial music,
Heard from a land afar —
The song of Heav'n and Homeland,
Thro' doors God leaves ajar!
473 — Nearer My God, to Thee
1
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!
E'en though it be a cross
That raiseth me!
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
2
Though like the wanderer,
Daylight all gone,
Darkness be over me,
My rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I'd be
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!
3
There let the way appear,
Steps up to heaven;
All that Thou sendest me,
In mercy given;
Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee;
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
4
Then, with my waking thoughts
Bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs
Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
5
Or if, on joyful wing
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
474 — Take the Name of Jesus With You
1
Take the Name of Jesus with you,
Child of sorrow and of woe;
It will joy and comfort give you,
Take it, then, where'er you go.
Refrain
Precious name,
O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven;
Precious name,
O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven.
2
Take the name of Jesus ever,
As a shield from every snare;
If temptations round you gather,
Breathe that holy name in prayer.
Refrain
Precious name,
O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven;
Precious name,
O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven.
3
O the precious name of Jesus!
How it thrills our souls with joy,
When His loving arms receive us,
And His songs our tongues employ!
Refrain
Precious name,
O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven;
Precious name,
O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven.
4
At the name of Jesus bowing,
Falling prostrate at His feet,
King of kings in heaven we'll crown Him,
When our journey is complete.
Refrain
Precious name,
O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven;
Precious name,
O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven.
475 — Balm in Gilead
1
There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole;
There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sinsick soul.
Sometimes I feel discouraged,
And think my work's in vain,
But then the Holy Spirit
Revives my soul again.
2
There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole;
There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sinsick soul.
If you can not preach like Peter,
If you can not pray like Paul,
You can tell the love of Jesus,
And say He died for all.
476 — Burdens Are Lifted at Calvary
1
Days are filled with sorrow and care,
Hearts are lonely and drear;
Burdens are lifted at Calvary,
Jesus is very near.
Refrain
Burdens are lifted at Calvary, Calvary, Calvary;
Burdens are lifted at Calvary, Jesus is very near.
2
Cast your care on Jesus today,
Leave your worry and fear;
Burdens are lifted at Calvary,
Jesus is very near.
Refrain
Burdens are lifted at Calvary, Calvary, Calvary;
Burdens are lifted at Calvary, Jesus is very near.
3
Troubled soul, the Saviour can see
Every heartache and tear;
Burdens are lifted at Calvary,
Jesus is very near.
Refrain
Burdens are lifted at Calvary, Calvary, Calvary;
Burdens are lifted at Calvary, Jesus is very near.
477 — Come, Ye Disconsolate
1
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish;
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
2
Joy of the comfortless, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
"Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure."
3
Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above;
Come to the feast of love — come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove.
478 — Sweet Hour of Prayer
1
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me, at my Father's throne,
Make all my wants and wishes known!
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempters snare,
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.
2
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His word, and trust His grace,
I'll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.
3
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
May I thy consolation share
Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height
I view my home and take my flight.
In my immortal flesh I'll rise
To size the everlasting prize.
And shout while passing through the air,
"Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!"
479 — Tread Softly
1
Be silent, be silent,
A whisper is heard
Be silent, and listen,
Oh, treasure each word.
Refrain
Tread softly, tread softly,
The Master is here
Tread softly, tread softly,
He bids us draw near.
2
Be silent, be silent,
For holy this place,
This altar that echoes
The message of grace.
Refrain
Tread softly, tread softly,
The Master is here
Tread softly, tread softly,
He bids us draw near.
3
Be silent, be silent,
Breathe humbly our prayer;
A foretaste of Eden
This moment we share.
Refrain
Tread softly, tread softly,
The Master is here
Tread softly, tread softly,
He bids us draw near.
480 — Dear Lord and Father
1
Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways;
Reclothe us in our rightful mind,
In purer lives Thy service find,
In deeper reverence, praise,
In deeper reverence, praise.
2
In simple trust like theirs who heard,
Beside the Syrian sea,
The gracious calling of the Lord,
Let us, like them, without a word,
Rise up and follow Thee,
Rise up and follow Thee.
3
O sabbath rest by Galilee,
O calm of hills above,
Where Jesus knelt to share with Thee
The silence of eternity,
Interpreted by love,
Interpreted by love.
4
Drop Thy still dews of quietness,
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of Thy peace,
The beauty of Thy peace.
5
Breathe thro' the heats of our desire,
Thy coolness and Thy balm;
Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
Speak thro' the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still, small voice of calm,
O still, small voice of calm.
481 — Dear Lord and Father
1
Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways;
Reclothe us in our rightful mind
In purer lives Thy service find,
In deeper reverence praise.
482 — Father, Lead Me Day by Day
1
Father, lead me day by day,
Ever in Thine own sweet way;
Teach me to be pure and true;
Show me what I ought to do.
2
When in danger, make me brave;
Make me know that Thou canst save;
Keep me safe by Thy dear side;
Let me in Thy love abide.
3
When I'm tempted to do wrong,
Make me steadfast, wise, and strong;
And when all alone I stand,
Shield me with Thy mighty hand.
4
May I do the good I know,
Be Thy loving child below,
Then at last go home to Thee,
Evermore Thy child to be.
483 — I Need Thee Every Hour
1
I need Thee every hour,
Most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine
Can peace afford.
Refrain
I need Thee,
O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee!

Refrain
I need Thee,
O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Savior —
I come to Thee.
3
I need Thee every hour,
In joy or pain;
Come quickly, and abide,
Or life is vain.
Refrain
I need Thee,
O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Savior —
I come to Thee.
4
I need Thee every hour,
Teach me Thy will,
And Thy rich promises
In me fulfill.
Refrain
I need Thee,
O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee!
O bless me now, my Savior —
I come to Thee.
484 — I Need Thee, Precious Jesus
1
I need Thee, precious Jesus,
For I am very poor;
A stranger and a pilgrim,
I have no earthly store.
I need the love of Jesus
To cheer me on my way,
To guide my doubting footsteps,
To be my strength and stay.
2
I need the heart of Jesus
To feel each anxious care,
To tell my every trial,
And all my sorrows share.
I need the Holy Spirit
To teach me what I am,
To show me more of Jesus,
To point me to the Lamb.
3
I need Thee, precious Jesus,
I hope to see Thee soon,
Encircled with the rainbow,
And seated on Thy throne.
There, with Thy blood-bought children,
My joy shall ever be
To sing Thy ceaseless praises,
To gaze, my Lord, on Thee!
485 — I Must Tell Jesus
1
I must tell Jesus all of my trials;
I cannot bear these burdens alone,
In my distress He kindly will help me,
He ever loves and cares for His own.
Refrain
I must tell Jesus!
I must tell Jesus!
I cannot bear my burdens alone;
I must tell Jesus!
I must tell Jesus!
Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.
2
I must tell Jesus all of my troubles,
He is a kind, compassionate Friend;
If I but ask Him He will deliver,
Make of my troubles quickly an end.
Refrain
I must tell Jesus!
I must tell Jesus!
I cannot bear my burdens alone;
I must tell Jesus!
I must tell Jesus!
Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.
3
Oh how the world to evil allures me!
Oh how my heart is tempted to sin!
I must tell Jesus, and He will help me
Over the world the vict'ry to win.
Refrain
I must tell Jesus!
I must tell Jesus!
I cannot bear my burdens alone;
I must tell Jesus!
I must tell Jesus!
Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.
486 — I Do Believe
1
Father, I stretch my hands to Thee;
No other help I know;
If Thou withdraw Thyself from me,
Ah, wither shall I go?
2
On Thy dear Son I now believe;
O let me feel Thy power;
And all my varied wants relieve,
In this accepted hour.
3
Author of faith! To Thee I lift
My weary, longing eyes;
O let me now receive that gift;
My soul without it dies.
4
Surely Thou canst not let me die;
O speak, and I shall live;
And here I will unwearied lie,
Till Thou Thy Spirit give.
5
How would my fainting soul rejoice
Could I but see Thy face!
Now let me hear Thy quickening voice,
And taste Thy pardoning grace.
6
I do believe, I now believe
That Jesus died for me,
And that He shed His precious blood
From sin to set me free.
487 — In the Garden
1
I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses;
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,
The Son of God discloses.
Refrain:
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
2
He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.
Refrain:
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
3
I'd stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe,
His voice to me is calling.
Refrain:
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
488 — At First I Prayed for Light
1
At first I prayed for light:
Could I but see the way,
How gladly, swiftly would I walk
To everlasting day!
2
And next I prayed for strength:
That I might tread the road
With firm, unfaltering feet, and win
The heaven's serene abode.
3
And then I asked for faith:
Could I but trust my God,
I'd live infolded in His peace,
Though foes were all abroad.
4
But now I pray for love:
Deep love to God and man;
A living love that will not fail,
However dark His plan.
5
And light and strength and faith
Are opening everywhere!
God waited patiently until
I prayed the larger prayer.
489 — Jesus, Lover of My Soul
1
Jesus, lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the billows near me roll,
While the tempest still is high;
Hide me, O my Savior, hide!
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last!
2
Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, O leave me not alone!
Still support and comfort me;
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.
3
Thou, O Christ, art all I want,
More than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.

Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last!
2
Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, O leave me not alone!
Still support and comfort me;
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.
3
Thou, O Christ, art all I want,
More than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy name,
I am all unrighteousness;
Vile and full of sin I am,
Thou art full of truth and grace.
4
Plenteous grace with Thee is found —
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within;
Thou of life the Fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity.
491 — In the Hour of Trial
1
In the hour of trial,
Jesus, plead for me,
Lest by base denial
I depart from Thee;
When Thou see'st me waver,
With a look recall,
Nor, for fear or favor,
Suffer me to fall.
2
With forbidden pleasures,
Would this vain world charm;
Or its sordid treasures
Spread to work me harm;
Bring to my remembrance
Sad Gethsemane,
Or, in darker semblance,
Cross-crowned Calvary.
3
Should Thy mercy send me
Sorrow, toil, and woe,
Or should pain attend me
On my path below,
Grant that I may never
Fail Thy hand to see;
Grant that I may ever
Cast my care on Thee.
492 — Like Jesus
1
Teach, me, Father, what to say;
Teach me, Father, how to pray;
Teach me all along the way
How to be like Jesus.
Refrain:
I would be like Jesus,
I would be like Jesus!
Help me, Lord, to daily grow
More and more like Jesus!
2
Teach me as the days go by,
Teach me not to reason why,
Teach me that to do and die,
Is to be like Jesus.
Refrain:
I would be like Jesus,
I would be like Jesus!
Help me, Lord, to daily grow
More and more like Jesus!
3
Teach me that the time is short,
Teach me how to live and work,
Teach me that to never shirk
Is to be like Jesus.
Refrain:
I would be like Jesus,
I would be like Jesus!
Help me, Lord, to daily grow
More and more like Jesus!
4
Teach me how we may be one,
Like the Father and the Son;
And when all is overcome,
I will be like Jesus.
Refrain:
I would be like Jesus,
I would be like Jesus!
Help me, Lord, to daily grow
More and more like Jesus!
493 — Fill My Cup, Lord
1
Like the woman at the well I was seeking
For things that could not satisfy;
And then I heard my Savior speaking:
"Draw from my well that never shall run dry."
Refrain
Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up, Lord!
Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;
Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more —
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!
2
There are millions in this world who are craving
The pleasures earthly things afford;
But none can match the wondrous treasure
That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.
Refrain
Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up, Lord!
Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;
Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more —
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!
3
So, my brother, if the things this world gave you
Leave hungers that won't pass away,
My blessed Lord will come and save you,
If you kneel to Him and humbly pray:
Refrain
Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up, Lord!
Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;
Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more —
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!
494 — We Would See Jesus
1
"We would see Jesus;" for the shadows lengthen
Across the little landscape of our life;
We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen
For the last conflict, in this mortal strife.
2
"We would see Jesus," Rock of our salvation,
Whereon our feet were set with sovereign grace;
Not life, nor death, with all their agitation,
Can thence remove us, gazing on His face.
3
"We would see Jesus;" other lights are paling,
Which for long years we did rejoice to see;
The blessings of this sinful world are failing;
We would not mourn them, in exchange for Thee.
4
"We would see Jesus;" this is all we're needing —
Strength, joy, and willingness come with the sight;
We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading,
Soon to return and end this mortal night!
495 — Near to the Heart of God
1
There is a place of quiet rest,
Near to the heart of God,
A place where sin cannot molest,
Near to the heart of God.
Refrain
O Jesus, blest Redeemer,
Sent from the heart of God,
Hold us, who wait before Thee,
Near to the heart of God.
2
There is a place of comfort sweet,
Near to the heart of God,
A place where we our Savior meet,
Near to the heart of God.
Refrain
O Jesus, blest Redeemer,
Sent from the heart of God,
Hold us, who wait before Thee,
Near to the heart of God.
3
There is place a place of full release,
Near to the heart of God,
A place where all is joy and peace,
Near to the heart of God.
Refrain
O Jesus, blest Redeemer,
Sent from the heart of God,
Hold us, who wait before Thee,
Near to the heart of God.
496 — Eternal Love, We Have No Good
1
Eternal Love, we have no good to bring Thee,
No single good of all our hands have wrought,
No worthy music have we found to sing Thee,
No jewelled word, no quick upsoaring thought.
2
And yet we come; and when our faith would falter
Show us, O Love, the quiet place of prayer,
The golden censer and the golden altar,
And the great angel waiting for us there.
497 — O Gracious Father of Mankind
1
O gracious Father of mankind,
Our spirits' unseen friend,
High heaven's Lord, our hearts' dear guest,
To Thee our prayers ascend.
Thou dost not wait till human speech
Thy gifts divine implore;
Our dreams, our aims, our work, our lives
Are prayers Thou lovest more.
2
Thou hearest these, the good and ill,
Deep buried in each breast;
The secret thought, the hidden plan,
Wrought out or unexpressed.
O cleanse our prayers from human dross,
Attune our lives to Thee,
Until we labor for those gifts
We ask on bended knee.
3
Our best is but Thyself in us,
Our highest thought Thy will;
To hear Thy voice we need but love,
And listen, and be still.
We would not bend Thy will to ours,
But blend our wills with Thine;
Not beat with cries on heaven's doors,
But live Thy life divine.
4
Thou seekest us in love and truth
More than our minds seek Thee;
Through open gates Thy power flows in
Like flood tides from the sea.
No more we seek Thee from afar,
Nor ask Thee for a sign,
Content to pray in life and love
And toil, till all are Thine.
498 — Still, Still With Thee
1
Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh,
When the bird waketh, and the shadows flee;
Fairer than morning, lovelier than daylight,
Dawns the sweet consciousness, I am with Thee.
2
Alone with Thee, amid the mystic shadows,
The solemn hush of nature newly born;
Alone with Thee in breathless adoration,
In the calm dew and freshness of the morn.
3
Still, still with Thee! As to each newborn morning
A fresh and solemn splendor still is given,
So does this blessed consciousness, awaking,
Breathe each day nearness unto Thee and heaven.
4
So shall it be at last, in that bright morning,
When the soul waketh and life's shadows flee;
O in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning,
Shall rise the glorious thought, I am with Thee.
499 — What a Friend We Have in Jesus
1
What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear;
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit;
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer.
2
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?

Precious Savior, still our refuge,
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He'll take and shield thee;
Thou will find a solace there.
500 — Take Time to Be Holy
1
Take time to be holy,
Speak oft with thy Lord;
Abide in Him always,
And feed on His word;
Make friends of God's children,
Help those who are weak,
Forgetting in nothing
His blessing to seek.
2
Take time to be holy,
The world rushes on;
Spend much time in secret
With Jesus alone;
By looking to Jesus,
Like Him thou shalt be;
Thy friends in thy conduct
His likeness shall see.
3
Take time to be holy,
Let Him be thy Guide,
And run not before Him,
Whatever betide;
In joy or in sorrow,
Still follow the Lord,
And, looking to Jesus,
Still trust in His word.
4
Take time to be holy,
Be calm in thy soul,
Each thought and each motive
Beneath His control;
Thus led by His Spirit
To fountains of love,
Thou soon shalt be fitted
For service above.
501 — 'Tis the Blessed Hour of Prayer
1
'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend,
And we gather to Jesus, our Savior and Friend;
If we come to Him in faith, His protection to share,
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
Refrain
Blessed hour of prayer, Blessed hour of prayer,
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
2
'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when the Savior draws near,
With a tender compassion His children to hear;
When He tells us we may cast at His feet every care,
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
Refrain
Blessed hour of prayer, Blessed hour of prayer,
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
3
'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when the tempted and tried
To the Savior who loves them their sorrows confide;
With a sympathizing heart He removes every care;
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
Refrain
Blessed hour of prayer, Blessed hour of prayer,
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
4
At the blessed hour of prayer, trusting Him we believe,
That the blessings we're needing we'll surely receive;
In the fullness of this trust we shall lose every care;
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
Refrain
Blessed hour of prayer, Blessed hour of prayer,
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
502 — Sun of My Soul
1
Sun of my soul, O Savior dear!
It is not night if Thou be near;
O may no earthborn cloud arise
To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes.
2
When soft the dews of kindly sleep
My weary eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought — how sweet to rest
Forever on my Savior's breast!
3
Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without Thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without Thee I dare not die.
4
Be near and bless me when I wake,
Ere through the world my way I take;
Till in the ocean of Thy love
I lose myself in heaven above.
503 — A Quiet Place
1
There is a quiet place,
Far from the rapid pace where God can soothe my troubled mind.
Sheltered by tree and flow'r,
There in my quiet hour with Him my cares are left behind.
Whether a garden small,
Or on a mountain tall,
New strength and courage there I find;
Then from this quiet place
I go prepared to face a new day
With love for all mankind.
504 — Lord Jesus, Think on Me
1
Lord Jesus, think on me,
And purge away my sin;
From earthborn passions set me free,
And make me pure within.
2
Lord Jesus, think on me,
With care and woe oppressed;
Let me Thy loving servant be,
And taste Thy promised rest.
3
Lord Jesus, think on me,
Nor let me go astray;
Through darkness and perplexity
Point Thou the heavenly way.
4
Lord Jesus, think on me,
That I may sing above
To Father, Spirit, and to Thee,
The strains of praise and love.
505 — I Need the Prayers
1
I need the prayers of those I love,
While trav'ling o'er life's rugged way,
That I may true and faithful be,
And live for Jesus every day.
Refrain
I want my friends to pray for me,
To bear my tempted soul above,
And intercede with God for me;
I need the prayers of those I love.
2
I need the prayers of those I love,
To help me in each trying hour,
To bear my tempted sould to Him,
That He may keep me by His pow'r.
Refrain
I want my friends to pray for me,
To hold me up on wing of faith,
That I may walk the narrow way,
Kept by our Father's glorious grace.
506 — A Mighty Fortress
1
A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevaling.
For still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and power are great;
And armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.
2
Did we in our own strength confide,
Our striving would be losing,
Were not the right man on our side,
The man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth His name,
From age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.
3
And though this world, with devils filled,
Should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath will
His truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim,
We tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure,
For lo! his doom is sure;
One little word shall fell him.
4
That word above all earthly powers,
No thanks to them, abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Through Him who with us sideth;
Let goods and kindred go,
This mortal life also;
The body they may kill;
God's truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.
507 — Moment by Moment
1
Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine,
Living with Jesus, a new life divine,
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine,
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
Refrain
Moment by moment I'm kept in His love;
Moment by moment I've life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
2
Never a trial that He is not there,
Never a burden that He doth not bear,
Never a sorrow that He doth not share,
Moment by moment I'm under His care.
Refrain
Moment by moment I'm kept in His love;
Moment by moment I've life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
3
Never a heartache, and never a groan,
Never a teardrop and never a moan;
Never a danger but there on the throne,
Moment by moment He thinks of His own.
Refrain
Moment by moment I'm kept in His love;
Moment by moment I've life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
4
Never a weakness that He doth not feel,
Never a sickness that He cannot heal;
Moment by moment, in woe or in weal,
Jesus, my Savior, abides with me still.
Refrain
Moment by moment I'm kept in His love;
Moment by moment I've life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.
508 — Anywhere With Jesus
1
Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go,
Anywhere He leads me in this world below;
Anywhere without Him, dearest joys would fade;
Anywhere with Jesus I am not afraid.
Refrain
Anywhere! anywhere! Fear I cannot know;
Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go.
2
Anywhere with Jesus I am not alone;
Other friends may fail me, He is still my own;
Though His hand may lead me over dreary ways,