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93 RATHBUN 85 & 75.

ITHAMAR CONKEY

100) In the Cross of Christ I glory, Tow -'ring o'er the wrecks of time;

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All the light of sa -cred sto- ry Gath-ers round its head sub-lime. A-men.

94 TRUST 85 & 75.

Arr. fr. MENDELSSOHN

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(J=84) Sav-iour, source of ev'ry bless - ing, Tune my heart to grate-ful lays;

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Streams of mercy, nev-er ceas-ing, Call for cease- less songs of praise. A - men.

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Hark, how the heav'n-ly an - them drowns All music but its own:

Α wake, my soul, and

Of sing

Him who

died for thee,

And hail Him as thy match-less King Thro' all eternity. Amen.

2 Crown Him the Lord of love;

Behold His hands and side,
Rich wounds, yet visible above,

In beauty glorified.

No angel in the sky

Can fully bear that sight,

But downward bends his burning eye At mysteries so bright.

3 Crown Him the Lord of peace,

Whose power a scepter sways

From pole to pole, that wars may cease, And all be prayer and praise:

His reign shall know no end,
And round His pierced feet
Fair flowers of Paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.

4 Crown Him the Lord of years;
The Potentate of time,
Creator of the rolling spheres
Ineffably sublime:

All hail, Redeemer, hail!

For Thou hast died for me: Thy praise shall never, never fail Throughout eternity. Amen.

MATTHEW BRIDGES

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7 O Lord and Master of us all! Whate'er our name or sign,

We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, We test our lives by Thine. Amen.

JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER

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