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4 The kingdom of established peace,
Which can no more remove; The perfect powers of godliness, The omnipotence of love.
5. — C.M.
1 Oh! help us, Lord; each hour of need
Thy heavenly succor give;
Each hour on earth we live.
2 Oh! help us when our spirits bleed
With contrite anguish sore;
Oh! help us, Lord, the more.
3 Oh! help us through the prayer of faith
More firmly to believe;
The more he shall receive.
4 Oh! help us, Father, from on high ;
We know no help but thee: Oh! help us so to live and die,
As thine in heaven to be.
6. – 6s.
1 Thou hidden Source of calm repose,
Thou all-sufficient Love Divine,
And, lo, from sin and grief and shame
2 Thy mighty name salvation is,
And keeps my happy soul above ;
3 Jesus, my all-in-all thou art;
My rest in toil, my ease in pain ;
4 In want, my plentiful supply ;
In weakness, my almighty power ;
Seeking after God.
1 Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows,
2 Thy secret voice invites me still
The sweetness of thy yoke to prove ;
3. 'Tis mercy all, that thou hast brought
My mind to seek her peace in thee;
4 Is there a thing beneath the sun
That strives with thee my heart to share ?
8. – 7s M.
I am the Bread which came down from Heaven.
1 BREAD of heaven! on thee we feed ;
For thy flesh is meat indeed :
2 Vine of heaven! thy blood supplies
This blest cup of sacrifice:
3 Day by day with strength supplied
Through the life of him who died,
My Presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee Rest.
1 LORD, I believe a rest remains
To all thy people known;
And thou art loved alone;
2 A rest where all our soul's desire
Is fixed on things above;
Cast out by perfect love.
3 Oh that I now the rest might know,
Believe, and enter in !
And let me cease from sin.
4 Remove all hardness from my heart,
All unbelief remove ;
10.- 7s M.
Jesus, pro me perforatus. 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood
2 Not the labors of
hands Can fulfil thy law's demands: Could my zeal no respite know, Could
tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and thou alone.
3 Nothing in my hand I bring;
Simply to thy cross I cling;
4 While I draw this fleeting breath,
When my eyelids close in death,
1 NEARER, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee :
That raiseth me,