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ATHER! we are poor indeed,
Deep and urgent is the need
Thou canst satisfy alone.
From Thine inexhausted store,
For Thy weak and hungry poor. 3 Water from the crystal rock,
And descendings of Thy dew ;
And their failing strength renew. 4 Lead them to the shepherds' tents,
In the valleys fresh and free,
And their cries are heard by Thee. 5 In Thy favour let us live,
Grant in measure, day by day,
Nor its troubles take away.
Hard its unrewarding toil,
Ripened by Thy heavenly smile. 7 Soon our light afflictions fade,
And the wounds of time are healed ; When in brightening hues array'd,
Heavenly glories are revealed.
8 When the proving storm is past,
Life's allotted trial ceased ;
To the fold of heavenly rest. 9 Sorrow, then, shall flee away,
Care from every bosom cease,
Veils his setting beams in peace. 10 Wipe away your glistening tears,
Every meek and lowly one ;
JUST AS I AM.
UST as I am—without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
O Lamb of God, I come ! 2 Just as I am—and waiting not,
To rid my soul of one dark blot ;
O Lamb of God, I come !
O Lamb of God, I come ! 4 Just as I am—Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve,
O Lamb of God, I come !
5 Just as I am—Thy love unknown,
Has broken every barrier down :
That country so bright and so fair ;
But what must it be to be there? 2 We speak of its pathway of gold,
Its walls deck'd with jewels so rare ; Its wonders and pleasures untold ;
But what must it be to be there? 3 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? 4 We speak of its service of love ;
The robes which the glorified wear ; The church of the first-born above ;
But what must it be to be there?
Still for heaven our spirits prepare ;
Preston Hymn Book.
THE LORD OUR SHEPHERD.
T Thy pastures, fair and large,
Heavenly Shepherd, lead Thy charge ; And my couch, with tenderest care, 'Midst the springing grass prepare.
2 When I faint with summer's heat,
Thou shalt guide my weary feet,
Through the verdant meadows flow. 3 Thou my soul anew shalt frame,
And Thy mercy to proclaim ;
Teach my steps the better way.
Thou with oil refresh'd my head ;
For Thy love no limit knows. 5 Constant to my latest end,
Thou my footsteps shalt attend,
REVELATIONS VII., 13-17.
H Wbright these glorious spirits shine :
How came they to the blissful seats,
Of everlasting day?
Who came to realms of light ;
Those robes which shine so bright.
Before the throne on high ;
The glories of the sky.
4 His presence fills each heart with joy,
Tunes every mouth to sing ; For evermore, the sacred courts
With glad Hosannas ring.
Nor suns with scorching ray ;
Diffuse eternal day.
Shall o'er them still preside ; Feed them with nourishment divine,
And all their footsteps guide. 7 'Mong pastures green He'll lead His flock,
Where living streams appear ; And God the Lord from every eye Shall wipe off every tear.
W. Cameron. (Variation from Watts.)
Their emptiness and poverty ;
And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 2 Blest are the men of broken heart,
Who mourn for sin with inward smart ;
A healing balm for all their woes.
Hunger, and long for righteousness;