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552 Lord, to whom shall we go? Thou hast the words of eternal life. John vi: 68.

I Teach me to do the thing that pleaseth Thee;
O Thou, my God, in whom I live and move;
Oh, let Thy loving Spirit lead me forth

Into the ways of righteousness and love.

2 Thy love the law and impulse of my soul,
Thine arm the refuge whither I may flee;
Thy loving Spirit mercy's sweet control

To make me liker, draw me nearer Thee.

3 My highest hope to be where, Lord, Thou art,
To lose myself in Thee my richest gain,

To do Thy will the habit of my heart,
To grieve Thy Spirit my severest pain.

4 Thy smile my sunshine, all my peace from thence,
That peace which only self-love can destroy:

Thy joy my sorrow at the least offence,

My sorrow that I am not more Thy joy.

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Sing unto the Lord... talk ye of all his wondrous works. Ps. cv: 2.

I I sing the almighty power of God,
That made the mountains rise;
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;

The moon shines full at His command,
And all the stars obey.

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,

That filled the earth with food:

He formed the creatures with His word,
And then pronounced them good.

4 Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed
Where'er I turn mine eye-

If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky.

5 His hand is my perpetual guard;
He keeps me with His eye;

Why should I then forget the Lord,
Who is forever nigh?

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Rejoice with me: for I have found my sheep which was lost. Luke xv: 6.

I There were ninety and nine that safely lay
In the shelter of the fold,

But one was out on the hills away,

Far off from the gates of gold

Away on the mountains wild and bare,

: Away from the tender Shepherd's care.:\

2 "Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine;
Are they not enough for Thee?"

But the Shepherd made answer: "This of mine
Has wandered away from me,

And, although the road be rough and steep
: I go to the desert to find My sheep.:||

3 But none of the ransomed ever knew

How deep were the waters cross'd;

Nor how dark was the night that the Lord pass'd through
Ere He found His sheep that was lost.

Out in the desert He heard its cry

: Sick and helpless, and ready to die.:||

4 But all through the mountains, thunder-riven,
And up from the rocky steep,

There arose a glad cry to the gate of heaven,
"Rejoice! I have found My sheep !"

And the angels echoed around the throne,

: "Rejoice! for the Lord brings back His own!”:||

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Rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost. Luke xv: 6.

I There were ninety and nine" that | safely | lay ||
In the shelter | of the fold; ||

But one was out" on the hills a- | way, ||

Far off from the gates of gold, ||

Away on the mountains' | wild and | bare, ||

Away' from the | tender | Shep- | herd's | care. ||

2 "Lord, Thou hast here Thy | ninety. and nine, ||

Are they not enough for | Thee ?"

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But the Shepherd made answer": "this. sheep of mine ||
Has wander'd' a- | way from | me; ||

And although the road be | rough and steep, ||

I go to the desert to | findmy | sheep." ||

3 But none of the ransomed | ever | knew, ||

How deep. were the waters | cross'd: ||

Nor how dark was the night that the Lord pass'd | through ||
Ere He found His sheep' | that was lost. ||

Out in the desert' He heard its | cry, ||

Sick', and helpless. and ready | to- | die. ||

4 And all through the mountains', | thunder | riven, ||
And up' from the rocky steep, ||

There arose a cry' to the gate of | heaven, ||
"Rejoice", I have found my | sheep." ||

And the angels echoed a- | round the throne, ||

"Rejoice, for the | Lord brings | back- | His- | own."