1. 0 taste and see, the Lord is good, O fear Him, ye, His saints; 2. His an - gels camp round them who trust; No dan - ger shall come nigh; 3. The Lord is nigh the bro - ken heart, And sav eth all who call; 4. This poor man cried, the Lord did hear, And saved him from all fear;

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There is no lack, no good with-held, Nor shall we er faint.
De - part from e vil and do good, And He will hear thy cry.
From troub-les and af - fic-tions sore He will de - liv - er all.
The Lord redeems, and all who trust Will find no dan - ger near.

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Perfect Peace and Rest.

FRANCES R. HAVERGAL.

D. B. TOWNER.

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riv - er glo - rious Is God's per- fect peace, 0 - ver all vic2. Hid - den in the hoi - low Of His bless - ed hand, Nev- er foe can 3. Ev - 'ry joy or tri al Fall-eth from a - bove, Traced up - on our

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to rious In its bright in-crease; Per-fect, yet it flow - eth Full - er fol - low, Nev-er trai - tor stand; Not a surge of wor - ry, Not a di al By the Sun of Love; We must trust Him full

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Jesus is All the World to Me.

W. L. T.

COPYRIGHT, 1904, BY WILL L. THOMPSON, EAST LIVERPOOL, OHIO.

WILL L. THOMPSON.

When I am sad, to Him I go, No oth - er one can cheer me so;
He sends the sun-shine and the rain, He sends the har-vest's gold-en grain;
Fol - low-ing Him I know I'm right, Keep-ing His cross with - in my sight;
Beau - ti - ful life with such a friend, Beau-ti - ful life that has no end;

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sad He makes me glad, He's my
Sun - shine and rain, and gold - en grain, He's my
Fol low ing Him, by, day and night, He's my

ter · nal life, · ter - nal joy, He's my

friend. friend. friend. friend.

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The gos - pel preached in all the world; And lo! the King draws near.
That Christ may take His throne and bring All na - tions to His feet.
See how the sun of right-eous-ness Sheds forth the beams of day.
A lit - tle while and Dav-id's Son On Dav-id's throne shall reign.
And then Im-man

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de-scends To bind thy foe in chains.

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Hosa ona To Our King. JAMES MONTGOMERY.

D. B. TOWNER.

1. Ho - san 2. Ho - san 3. Ho - san

nal be the Children's song, To Christ, the chil-dren's King; na! sound from hill to hill, And spread from plain to plain! na! on the wings of light, O’er earth and o-cean fly,