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He comes, the broken heart to bind,

The bleeding soul to cure,
And with the treasures of his grace

T'enrich the humble poor.

Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,

Thy welcome shall proclaim, And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy belovéd name.

Philip Doddridge.


JESUS! the very thought is sweet;

In that dear name all heart-joys meet;
But sweeter than the honey far
The glimpses of his presence are.

No word is sung more sweet than this ;
No name is heard more full of bliss ;
No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh,
Than Jesus, Son of God, most high.

Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn!
How good to them for sin that mourn;
To them that seek Thee, O how kind !
But what art Thou to them that find?

No tongue of mortal can express,
No letters write its blessedness;
Alone, who hath Thee in his heart
Knows, love of Jesus, what Thou art.

O Jesus, King of wondrous might;
O victor, glorious from the fight;
Sweetness that may not be expressed,
And altogether loveliest!

St. Bernard.



I LOOK to Thee in every need,
1 And never look in vain ;
I feel Thy strong and tender love,

And all is well again :
The thought of Thee is mightier far
Than fin and pain and sorrow are.

Discouraged in the work of life,

Disheartened by its load,
Shamed by its failures or its fears,

I sink beside the road; —
But let me only think of Thee,
And then new heart springs up in me.

Thy calmness bends serene above,

My restlessness to still ;
Around me Aows Thy quickening life,

To nerve my faltering will ;
Thy presence fills my solitude ;
Thy providence turns all to good.

Embosomed deep in Thy dear love,

Held in Thy law, I stand;
Thy hand in all things I behold,

And all things in Thy hand;
Thou leadest me by unsought ways,
And turn'st my mourning into praise.

Hymns of the Spirit.


CLING to the Mighty One,

Cling in thy grief;
Cling to the Holy One,

He gives relief;
Cling to the Gracious One,

Cling in thy pain,
Cling to the Faithful One,

He will sustain.

Ps. lxxxix. 19.
Heb. xii. 11.
Heb. i. 22.
Ps. cxvi. 9.
Ps. cxvi. 5.
Ps. lv. 4.
1 Thess. v. 24.
Ps. xxviii. 8.

Cling to the Living One,

Cling in thy woe,

Heb. vii. 25.
Ps. lxxxvi. 7.

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Other refuge have I none;

Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ! Leave, ah! leave me not alone,

Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed ;

All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of thy wing !

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Thou, O Christ, art all I want ;

More than all in Thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,

Heal the sick, and lead the blind! Just and holy is thy name,

I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am,

Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with Thee is found,

Grace to cover all my sin;

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