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2 For ever hallow'd be thy name
By all beneath the skies ;
Till grace to glory rise.
With hearts resign’d to thee;
On earth so let it be.
4 From day to day we humbly own
The hand that feeds us still ;
Contented in thy will.
O may they be forgiv'n!
We mercy beg from heav'n.
From evil guard our way;
Permit us not to stray. 7 For thine the power, the kingdom thine;
All glory's due to thee:
And thine shall ever be.
3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as thou dwell'st with thy disciples,
Lord : Familiar, condescending, patient, free,
Come not to sojourn, but abide with me. 4 Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in thy
wings : Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with
5 I need thy presence every passing hour; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's
power? Who like thyself my guide and stay can
be? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with
6 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless,
Ills have ro weight, and tears no bitter
Where is death’s sting? where, grave, thy
victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me. 7 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes, Shine through the gloom, and point me
to the skies,
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's
vain shadows flee! In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
8. 7. Vienna? Italian Hymn. 1 Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down; Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
· All thy faithful mercies crown:
Pure, unbounded love thou art;
Enter every trembling heart. 2 Come, almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy grace receive;
Never more, thy temples leave;
Serve thee as thy hosts above;
Glory in thy perfect love.
Pure and spotless let us be;
Perfectly secured by thee:
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place, Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise !
L. M. 283. BALM IN GILEAD.
6 lines. Eaton-Morning Star-Carey's. 1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive
Has trembled with each note of woe;
That lulls thy pain and heals thy wound. 2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed;
Unburden here thy weighty load;
O hear, believe, and bless the Lord.
Peace, sorrow's gloom shall chase away;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that cannot be expressed. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength,
Make our enlarged souls possess,
More than our thoughts or wishes know,
ABIDE WITH US.
Gibeon (No. 295, in “The Psalmist," edited by
1 Abide with me, fast falls the eventide: The darkness thickens : Lord, with me
abide, When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass
away; Change and decay in all around I see: O thou who changest not, abide with me.