142 Why Dost Thou Wander Away? COPYRIGHT, 1899, BY D. B. TOWNER. D. B. TOWNER. E. G. WESLEY. 1. Why dost thou wander a-way from thy Lord? Je-sus is call-ing thee home; 2. Call-ing thee home from thy sin and its tears, Je-sus is call-ing thee home; 3. All thy pol- lu- tion He wash-es a- way, Je-sus is call-ing thee home; O b6 Call-ing thee now thro' the truth of His word, Je-sus is call-ing thee home. Now He is wait-ing the soul to re-ceive, Now He will help you His to-night? Why will you per - ish, with avails; Trembling and doubting, His Word to believe, Now ev'ry need of thy heart He'll re-lieve; 1. My life, my love I give to Thee, Thou Lamb of God, who died for me; 2. I now be-lieve Thou dost re-ceive, For Thou hast died that I may live; 3. O Thou, who died on Calva - ry To save my soul and make me free, 3 64 CHO.-I'll live for Him who died for me; How hap-py then my soul shall bel I'll live for Him who died for me, My Saviour and my God! 144 Immanuel, Prince of Peace. ANDREW SHERWOOD. D. B. TOWNER. Up cease, my moth-er's knee, 1. Oh, sing that song to me again, Whose charm doth never As · on on ward roll the years; Of Him who died for sin ful men: Im-man-uel, Prince of Peace. for me; She told me in the twilight gray, How Jesus died ry The sweetest name that lives in song: Christ Jesus, Son of God. liv ing yet. tongues em - ploy. CHORUS. Oh, sing that song to me a - gain, Whose charm doth nev-er cease, COPYRIGHT, 1896, BY DANIEL B. TOWNER. 1. More love to Thee, O Christ! More love to Thee; Hear Thou the Now Thee aSweet are thy This be the More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee! More love to Thee! USED BY PERMISSION OF W. H. DOANE. 146 Trust and Obey. J. H. SAMMIS. COPYRIGHT, 1887, BY D. B. TOWNER. D. B. TOWNER. 1. When we walk with the Lord In the light of His Word, What a glo-ry He 2. Not a shad-ow can rise, Not a cloud in the skies, But His smile quickly 3. Not a bur-den we bear, Not a sor-row we share, But our toil He doth 4. But we never can prove The de-lights of His love Un-til all on the 5. Then in fellow-ship sweet We will sit at His feet, Or we'll walk by His fear, Not a sigh nor a tear loss, Not a frown nor a cross sheds on our way! While we do His good will He a-bides with us still, drives it a way; Not a doubt nor a re-pay; Not a grief nor a tar we lay; For the favor He shows And the joy He bestows side in the way; What He says we will do, Where He sends we will go, rich-ly al · no oth-er way To be hap-py in Je-sus but to trust and obey! |