Lo! He comes with clouds descending "Lord! if Thou wilt "-the sick man cries Lord, to Thy holy temple Lord, in this Thy mercy's day Lord, when at Thy Holy Table Loved by God the Father Love my Song! Divine and fair! My flesh shall rest in hope My froward heart, my wayward will My Saviour! how my soul admires My sins have taken such an hold on me My sin, my sin, O God, my sin. My sins, my sins, my Saviour! Nearer, my God, to Thee. New every morning is the love 64 67 140 171 173 98 99 135 178 102 83 192 205 181 48 166 103 55 156 34 202 82 212 220 ΙΟΟ 16 63 116 91 146 203 26 O Holy Sabbath Day! O how shall we receive Thee 169 68 Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear II 32 161 124 217 134 115 90 215 132 163 бо 13 194 53 221 4 Sweet evening star! whose dewy blessings fall Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go 222 76 54 Teach me to do the thing that pleaseth Thee The Church's one foundation The Church has waited long The journey done The Son of God goes forth to war The strain upraise The sun is sinking fast The voice that breathed o'er Eden The world may in its wealth delight. The world's rude tempest rages Thee we adore, O hidden Saviour! Thee Three in One! and One in Three Through all the changing scenes of life Through the day Thy love has guarded "Tis midnight, on the sleeping world is breaking To Christ, the Lord To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour Trim the lamp, its light is fading Weary and sad, a wanderer from Thee We do not, Lord, presume When I had wander'd from His fold CHISWICK PRESS-PRINTED BY WHITTINGHAM AND WILKINS, TOOK'S COURT, CHANCERY LANE. 209 25 214 28 157 39 85 58 180 33 |