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1 FATHER of eternal grace,
Glorify Thyself in me:
Meekly beaming in my face,
May the world Thine image see.

2 Happy only in Thy love,

Poor, unfriended, or unknown,
Fix my thoughts on things above,
Stay my heart on Thee alone.

3 To Thy will, my will resign'd
Thine, O Lord, Thy will be done!
Give me, Lord, the patient mind
Of Thy well-beloved Son.

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1 FATHER! whate'er of earthly bliss
Thy sov'reign will denies,
Accepted at the throne of grace,
Let this petition rise.

2 Give me a calm and thankful heart,
From ev'ry murmur free;

The blessings of Thy grace impart,
And let me live to Thee.

3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine,
My life and death attend:

Thy presence through my journey shine,
And crown my journey's end.

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1 FATHER, I bless Thy gentle hand;
I own Thy kind chastising rod,
That forced my conscience to a stand,
And brought my wand'ring soul to God!

2 Foolish and vain, I went astray,
Ere I had felt Thy scourges, Lord;
I left my Guide, and lost my way,
But now I love and keep Thy word.
3 'Tis good for me to wear Thy yoke,
For pride is apt to rise and swell;
'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke,
That I may learn His statutes well.
4 Then all that love and fear the Lord,
At my salvation shall rejoice;
For I have hoped in Thy word,

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And made Thy grace my only choice.
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1 FROM gloomy bondage come,

Where death and darkness reign,
We seek our new, our better home,
Where we our rest shall gain.
Hallelujah,

We are on our way to God.

2 To Canaan's sacred bound,

We haste with songs of praise,
Where peace and liberty are found,
And joys that never cease.
Hallelujah, &c.

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3 There sin and sorrow cease,
And ev'ry conflict o'er,

There we shall dwell in endless peace,
Nor thirst nor hunger more.
Hallelujah, &c.

4 How sweet the prospect is!
It cheers the pilgrim's breast:
We're journeying thro' the wilderness,
To everlasting rest.
Hallelujah,

We are on our way to God.

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1 GRACIOUS Lord! my heart is fixed,
I will sing, and sing of Thee,
Since the cup that justice mixed

Thou hast drank, and drank for me;
Great Deliv'rer,

Thou hast set the pris'ner free.

2 Many were the chains that bound us,
But Thou, Lord, hast loos'd them all,
Arms of mercy now surround us,
Favors neither few nor small;
Saviour keep us,

Keep Thy servants lest we fall.

3 Bright the scene that lies before us,
Life eternal Jesus gives,

While He waves His banner o'er us,
Peace and joy the soul receives;
Blessed promise-

"Ye shall live because I live."

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4 When the world would bid us leave Thee,
Telling us of shame and loss,

Saviour, guard us, lest we grieve Thee,
Lest we cease to love Thy cross;
This is treasure,

All the rest we know is dross.

7's.

1 GLORY Jesus unto Thee,

From the curse Thou'st set us free;
All our guilt on Thee was laid,
Thou our price hast fully paid.

2 All Thy blessed work is done,
God's well pleased in Thee, His Son ;
He has rais'd Thee from the dead,
Set Thee over all as Head.

3 All should sing Thy work and worth,
Saints above, and saints on earth,
As they sing around the throne,
"Thou art worthy, Thou alone."
4 Ye who love Him, cease to mourn,
He will certainly return;

All His saints with Him shall reign,
Come, Lord Jesus, come.-Amen.

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1 GLORY to God on high;
Let heav'n and earth reply,
"Praise ye His name!"
His love and grace adore,
Who all our sorrows bore,
Sing aloud evermore,
"Worthy the Lamb!"

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2 Join, all the ransom'd race,
Our Lord and God to bless,

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Praise ye His name!"

Tell what His arm hath done!
What spoils from death He won!
Sing His great name alone!
"Worthy the Lamb !”

3 Jesus, our Lord and God,
Bore sin's accursed load,
"Praise ye His name!"
Now ye, who know His blood
Hath made your peace with God,
Now sound His praise abroad,
Worthy the Lamb!”

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4 Let all the hosts above
Join in one song of love,
Praising His name;
To Him ascribed be,
Honour and majesty,
Through all eternity,

"Worthy the Lamb!”

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1 GREAT Captain of salvation,
We bless Thy glorious name;
Of death and hell the victor,
With all their pow'r and shame :
Weak, helpless, poor, and trembling,
As in ourselves we stand,

We triumph, more than conqu'rors,
Through Thine Almighty hand.

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