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3. In the pas-tures green, where no foe is seen. There is sun-light, bless - ed sun -light,
4. Where the Ul - ies fair per-fume all the air. There is sun-light, bless - ed sun - light,
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1. Children of the kingdom, never turn a - side,
2. Children of the kingdom, listen not to fear,
3. Children of the kingdom, take your birth-right now,
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2. '* In the midst of fier - y tri - als, Thou canst walk without a fear, For My pres-ence
3. " When thy journey's end is near-ing. When dark Jordan rolls be - fore, Fal - ter not, I
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1. Bless-ed as - sur-rance, Je - sus is mine! Oh, what a fore-taste of glo - ry di - vine!
2. Per - feet sub-mis - sion, per-fect de - light, Visions of rap - ture now burst on my sight.
3. Per-fect sub-mis - sion, all is at rest, I in my Sa-viouram hap-py and blest.
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2. Shun e - vil com- pan- ions, Bad language dis - dain, God's name hold in rev-'rence,
3. To him that o'er-com - eth God giv-eth a crown, Thro' faith we shall con-quer,
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Nor take it in vain ; Be thoughtful and ear - nest. Kind heart - ed and true,
Though oft - en cast down ; He who is the Sa - viour, Our strength will re - new.
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1. On our way re - joic - ing,
2. If with hon - est - heart - ed
3. On our way re - joic • ing
4. Un - to God the Fa ther
As we home-ward move, Heark-en to our prais - es,
Love for God and man, Day by day Thou find us
Glad - ly let us go ; Con-quer'd hath our Lead - er,
Joy - ful songs we sing; Un - to God the Sa - viour
O Thou God of lovei Is there grief or sad-ness? Thine it can- not
Do • ing what we can ; Thou who giv'st the seed - time Wilt give large in - crease,
Vanquished is our foe! Christ without, our safe- ty; Christ with-in, our joy;
Thankful hearts we bring; Un - to God the Spir - it Bow we and a - dore,
Is our sky be • cloud - ed? Clouds are not from Theel
Crown the head with blessings, Fill the heart with peace.
Who if we be faith • ful. Can our hope de - stroy ?
On our way re - joic • ing Now and ev • er - more !
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My Country, 'Tis of Thee.
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My coun-try! 'tis of thee. Sweet land of lib - er - ty, Of thee I sing; Land where my
My na-tive coun-try, thee, Land of the no - ble, free. Thy name I love; I love thy
Let mu-sic swell the breeze. And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song: Let mor - tal
Our fa-thers' God, to Thee, Au - thor of lib - er - ty. To Thee we sing: Long may our
My Couxtry, 'Tis of Thee.
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fa - thers died, Land of the pil-grims' pride, From ev-'ry moun-tain side Let free-dom ring!
rocks and rills. Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rap-ture thrills Like that a - hove,
tongues awake, Let all that breathe partake, Let rocks their si-lence break, The sound pro-long,
land be bright With freedom's ho-ly light; Pro - tect us by Thy might, Great God, our King.
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a. He who came to save us, He who bled and died. Now is crown'd with glo - ry,
3. Plead-ing for His chil - dren In that bless-ed place, Call - ing them to glo - ry,
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At His Fa-ther's side. Nev - er more to suf - fer, Nev - er more to die,
Send-ing them His grace, His bright home pre - par - ing, Faith-ful ones, for you,
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3. Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Right-eous-ness! Light and life to
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Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth,
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Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is
None but His loved ones know.
5 Jesus, our only joy be Thou,
As Thou our prize shalt be;
Jesus, be Thou our glory now,
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2. Seal us, Ho - ly Spir -it, Help us Thy like-ness to show; Then from our
3. Seal us, Ho - ly Spir - it, Make us Thine own from this hour; May we be
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2. Swift to its close ebbs out life's lit- tie day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glo-ries pass away;
3. I need Thy pres-ence ev - 'ry passing hour: What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r?
4. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness;
5. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine thro' the gloom,and point me to the skies.
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Change and de - cay in all a-round I see: O^Thou who changest not, a - bide with me!
Who like Thy-self my guide and stay can be ? Thro' cloud and sunshine, oh, a - bide with me!
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I tri - umph still, if Thou a - bide with me.
Heav'n's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee — In life, in death, Lord, a - bide with me!
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2. That mar-tyr first, whose ea-gle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw His Mas - ter
3. A no - ble band, the chos-en few, On whom the Spir - it came, Twelve valiant saints, their
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3. What brought them to that world a - bove. That heav'n so bright and fair.
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