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FRANCOIS H. BARTHELEMON.

1. Lo, He comes, with clouds descending, Once for fa-vored sin - ners slain;

FINE.

triumph of His train: on earth to reign.

Thou-sand thou-sand saints at-tend -ing, Swell the
D.S.-Hallelujah! hallelujah! God ap-pears

D. S.

jah! hal-le-lu - jah! God ap-pears on earth to reign; A-MEN.

2 Every eye shall now behold Him,
Robed in dreadful majesty;
Those who set at naught and sold Him,
Pierced, and nailed Him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,

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Shall the true Messiah see.

3 Yea, Amen; let all adore Thee,
High on Thine eternal throne:
Saviour, take the power and glory;
Claim the kingdom for Thine own.
O come quickly,
Hallelujah! Come, Lord, come.
Charles Wesley, alt.

Jesus, I my Cross

1 Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee:
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be:
Perish every fond ambition,

All I've so't, and hoped, and known:
Yet how rich is my condition,

God and heaven are still my own!
2 Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Saviour, too:
Human hearts and looks deceive me,
Thou art not, like man, untrue;
And, while Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love and might,
Foes may hate, and friends may shun me;
Show Thy face, and all is brihgt.

have Taken.

3 Man may trouble and distress me,

'Twill but drive me to Thy breast: Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. O'tis not in grief to harm me,

While Thy love is left to me. O'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 4 Know, my soul, Thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care: Joy to find in every station

Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee:

What a Father's smile is thine: What a Saviour died to win thee:

Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine!

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1. Light of the lonely pil-grim's heart! Star of the com- ing day!

A-rise, and with Thy morning beams Chase all my griefs a-way. A-MEN.

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know not, 0 I know not, What joys a wait me there; The Prince is ev · er in them; The day-light is se rene; And they, who with their Lead - er Have con-quered in the fight, sus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest;

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1. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, Trust-ing on ly Thee!