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ser-vants of God, your Mas - ter pro - claim, And pub- lish a
tol; His king-dom is glo-ri- ous, He rules over all. A- men.
4 Then let us adore, and give Him His right,
All glory and power, and wisdom and might,
CHARLES WESLEY, alt.
109 LUX EOI 8 & 7s. D.
ARTHUR S. SULLIVAN
le - an King!
va - tion bring.
(d=104) Hail, Thou once de - spis-èd Je-sus! Hail, Thou Gal- i
Thou didst suf - fer
to re-lease us; Thou didst full sal
Hail, Thou ag - 0 - niz - ing Sav - iour, Bear - er of
8 등 Life is giv-en thro' Thy Name. A-men.
By Thy mer - its we find fa- vor;
2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,
All our sins on Thee were laid; By almighty love anointed
Thou hast full atonement made. All Thy people are forgiven
Through the virtue of Thy blood; Opened is the gate of Heaven,
Peace is made 'twixt man and God.
There for sinners Thou art pleading;
There Thou dost our place prepare; Ever for us interceding,
Till in glory we appear.
3 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory,
There for ever to abide;
Seated at Thy Father's side.
4 Worship, honor, power and blessing
Thou art worthy to receive;
Meet it is for us to give.
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays!
110 ST. LUKE C. M. D.
(d=100) Thine arm, O Lord, in days
of old Was strong to heal and save;
틉 It tri-umphed o'er dis - ease and death, O'er dark - ness and the grave.
To Thee they went, the blind, the dumb, The pal - sied and the lame,
The lep - er with his taint-ed life. The sick with fe- vered frame. A - men.
2 And lo! Thy touch brought life and 3 Be Thou our great Deliverer still, health,
Thou Lord of life and death, Gave speech, and strength, and sight; Restore and quicken, soothe and bless And youth renewed and frenzy calmed With Thine almighty breath. Owned Thee, the Lord of light.
To hands that work and eyes that see, And now, O Lord, be near to bless,
Give wisdom's heavenly lore, Almighty as of yore,
That whole and sick, and weak and In crowded street, by restless couch,
strong As by Gennesereth's shore.
May praise Thee evermore. Amen.
EDWARD H. PLUMPTRE
(d=116) Spir - it
of God, de - scend up - on my heart; Wean it from earth; thro'
And make me love Thee
2 Hast Thou not bid us love Thee, God and King,
All, all Thine own, soul, heart and strength and mind? I see Thy Cross, there teach my heart to cling:
Oh, let me seek Thee, and oh, let me find.
3 Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear, To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer;
4 Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame,