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2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.

3 Dear name, the rock on which I build,
My shield and hiding-place;
My never-failing treasury, fill'd
With boundless stores of grace.

4 Jesu, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my life, my way, my end,-
Accept the praise I bring.

5 Weak is the effort of my heart,

And cold my warmest thought;
But, when I see thee as thou art,
I'll praise thee as I ought.

6 Till then I would thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath;
And may the music of thy name
Refresh my soul in death."

The name of thy holy Child Jesus.-Acts iv. 30. [C.M.

1 THERE is a name I love to hear;
I love to sing its worth;
It sounds like music in mine ear,
The sweetest name on earth.

2 It tells me of a Saviour's love
Who died to set me free;
It tells me of his precious blood,
The sinner's perfect plea.

3 It tells me of a Father's smile
Beaming upon his child;

It cheers me through this little while,
Through desert, waste, and wild.

4 Jesus, the name I love so well,
The name I love to hear;

No saint on earth its worth can tell,
No heart conceive how dear.

5 This name shall shed its fragrance still
Along this thorny road,

Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill,
That leads me up to God.

6 And there with all the blood-bought throng, From sin and sorrow free,

I'll sing the new eternal

Of Jesus' love to me.

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The love of Christ constraineth us.
2 Cor. v. 14.

1 My blessed Saviour, is thy love
So great, so full, so free?
Behold, I give my love, my heart,
My life, my all, to thee.

2 I love thee for the glorious worth
Which in thyself I see;

I love thee for that shameful cross
Thou hast endured for me.

3 Though in the very form of God,
With heavenly glory crown'd,
Thou wouldst partake of human flesh
Beset with troubles round.

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4 Thou wouldst like wretched man be made
In everything but sin,

That we as like thee might become
As we unlike had been.

5 Like thee in faith, in meekness, love,
In every beauteous grace;

From glory thus to glory changed,
As we behold thy face.

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We have not an High Priest which cannot be [C.M. touched with the feeling of our infirmities.

-Heb. iv. 15.

1 WITH joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above;
His heart is made of tenderness,
And yearns with faithful love.
2 Touch'd with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame

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He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.

3 He, in the days of feeble flesh,
Pour'd out his cries and tears,
And in his measure feels afresh
What every member bears.

4 He'll never quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame;

The bruised reed he never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.

5 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power;
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.

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The Lord is my light and my salvation.
Ps. xxvii. 1.

1 My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights!

2 In darkest shades, if he appear,
My dawning has begun:

He is my soul's sweet morning star,
And he my rising sun.

3 The opening heavens around me shine
With beams of sacred bliss,

While Jesus shows his heartis mine,
And whispers, I am his.

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Christ in you, the hope of glory.
Col. i. 27.

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1 Love divine, all love excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down,
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,

All thy faithful mercies crown:
Jesu, thou art all compassion,
Pure unbounded love thou art;
Visit us with thy salvation,
Enter every trembling heart.
2 Come, Almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy grace receive;
Suddenly return, and never,
Never more thy temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessing;
Serve thee as thy hosts above;
Pray, and praise thee without ceasing;
Glory in thy perfect love.

3 Finish then thy new creation,
Pure and spotless let us be:
Let us see thy great salvation,
Perfectly restored in thee.
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place:
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise."

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My soul followeth hard after thee.
Ps. lxiii. 8.

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1 0 Love divine, how sweet thou art,
When shall I find my willing heart
All taken up by thee?

My thirsty spirit faints to prove
The greatness of redeeming love,
The love of Christ to me.

2 Stronger his love than death and hell,
Its riches are unsearchable:
The first-born sons of light
Desire in vain its depths to see;
They cannot reach the mystery,

The length, and breadth, and height.
3 God only knows the love of God;
O that it now were shed abroad
In this poor stony heart:
For love I sigh, for love I pine;
This only portion, Lord, be mine,
Be mine this better part.

4 O that I could for ever sit,
With Mary, at the Master's feet;
Be this my happy choice:
My only care, delight, and bliss,
My joy, my heaven on earth be this,
To hear the Bridegroom's voice.

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Lovest thou me ?-John xxi. 15.

1 HARK! my soul, it is the Lord;.
'Tis thy Saviour; hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee:
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ?

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2 I deliver'd thee when bound,

And when bleeding, heal'd thy wound;
Sought thee wandering, set thee right,
Turn'd thy darkness into light.

3 Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.
4 Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.

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