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2 There's music in my soul to-day, The dove of peace sings in my heart, A carol to my King,
The flow'rs of grace appear. Ref. And Jesus, listening can hear
4 There'sgladness in my soul to-day, The songs I cannot sing. Ref.
And hope, and praise, and love, 3 There's springtime in my soul For blessings which He gives me to-day,
now, For when the Lord is near
For joys laid up above. Ref.
Acts iii: 1. 1 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour 2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
At the hour of
of prayer, That calls me from a world of care, Thy wings shall my petition bear And bids me at my Father's throne To Him whose truth and faithfulMake all my wants and wishes ness known!
Engage the waiting soul to bless. In seasons of distress and grief And since He bids me seek His face, My soul has often found relief, Believe His Word and trust His And oft escaped the tempter's grace, snare,
I'll cast on Him my every care, By thy return, sweet hour of And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.
I Fairest of all the lights above!
Thou sun, whose beams adorn the spheres,
To form the circles of our years.
That dressed thine orb in golden rays;
If he forget his Maker's praise.
2 Thou reigning beauty of the night,
Fair queen of silence, silver moon,
Are softer rivals of the noon;
Waxing and waning honors pay,
And half supply the absent day.
3 Ye twinkling stars, who gild the skies
When darkness has its curtains drawn,
When business, cares, and day are gone;
Dispersed through all the earthly street,
So rich a pavement for His feet.
Praise thou thy great Inhabitant,
On every angel, every saint.
Thou art the sun that makes our days;
Let earth and dust attempt Thy praise !
The Lord is my light and my salvation. Ps. xxvii : 1. 1 My God, the spring of all my Ile is my soul's sweet morning joys,
star, The life of my delights,
And He my rising sun. The glory of my brightest days,
3 The opening heavens around me And comfort of my nights !
shine With beams of sacred bliss,
While Jesus shows His heart is 2. In darkest shades, if He appear,
mine, My dawning has begun :
And whispers, I am His.
Thou shalt rejoice in every good thing which the Lord thy God hath given
unto thee. Deut. xxvi: 1.
I Summer suns are glowing
Over land and sea,
Bountiful and free.
In the mellow rays,
Swell the psalm of praise. 2 God's free mercy streameth
Over all the world,
As the heaven above,
His eternal Love.
3 Lord, upon our blindness
Thy pure radiance pour;
Make us love Thee more.
Dark across our sky,
Father, be Thou nigh.
Though Thou veil Thy light; Life is dark without Thee;
Death with Thee is bright.
On our pilgrim way,
To the endless day.