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The shad-ows fleebe - fore Thee, The world's true Light art Thou.
2 Yet, Lord, we see but darkly:
O heavenly Light, arise!
And hide Thee from our eyes! We long to track the footprints
That Thou Thyself hast trod: We long to see the pathway
That leads to Thee, our God.
3 O Jesus, shine around us
With radiance of Thy grace;
The brightness of Thy face.
As on our way we press,
William W. How
A home with - in the wil - der - ness, Arestup - on the way,
From the burn - ing of the noon-tide heat, And the bur-den of the day. A
2 Upon the Cross of Jesus,
Mine eye at times can see
Who suffered there for me;
These wonders I confess,
And my own worthlessness.
3 I take, O Cross, thy shadow,
For my abiding place:
The sunshine of His face;
To know no gain nor loss,
ELIZABETH C. CLEPHANE
149 SPANISH HYMN 7s. D.
Spanish Melody. Arr. by Benjamin Care
all Thy pains and woe Suf - fered once for man be - low,
Bend-ing from Thy throne on high, Hear our sol - emn lit - a - ny!
A - men.
2 By Thy helpless infant years,
By Thy life of want and tears,
3 By the sacred grief that wept
O'er the grave where Lazarus slept;