Once He trav-eled the way we go, Felt the pangs of deceit and woe;
When from loved ones we're called to part, When the tears in our an-guish start,
When we
enter the Shad-ow-land, When at Jor-dan we trembling stand,
There at home on that shin- ing shore, With the loved ones gone on be - fore,

Who more perfect-ly then can know, Than Jesus, bless-ed Jesus?

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None can comfort the break-ing heart Like Jesus, bless-ed Je
He will meet us with outstretched hand, This Jesus, bless-ed Je
We will praise Him for - ev er - more, Our Jesus, bless-ed

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day His good-ness I prove; Mer-cies un
guidance, strength as my day; Grace for each
void that He can not feel; Never a bur den
want, whatev er be - tide; He that de

tent - ed, For He sup- pli eth

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failing, new ev'ry al, com-fort in He cannot livered Christ for my

Chas. H. Gabriel.

yet I am conCHORUS.

all of my need.

help on One that is might-y, One who is Friend and Broth-er in deed;

No. 9.

'Tis the Blessed Hour of Prayer.

COPYRIGHT, 1880, BY THE BIGLOW & MAIN CO.
USED BY PER. OF W. H. DOANE.

Fanny J. Crosby.

1. 'Tis the bless - ed hour of prayer, when our hearts low-ly bend, And we 2. "Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when the Savior draws near, With a 3. 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when the tempt-ed and tried To the 4. At the blessed hour of prayer, trust-ing Him, we believe That the

gath - er to Jesus, our Savior and Friend; If we come to Him in tender com-pas- sion His children to hear; When He tells us we may Savior who loves them their sor-row con- fide; With a sym-pa-thiz-ing bless-ing we're need-ing we'll surely receive; In the full-ness of this

O how sweet to be there!

W. H. Doane.

D. S.-What a balm for the wear-y!

D. S.

O how sweet to be there! Bless-ed hour of prayer, bless-ed hour of prayer;

No. 10.

Jennie Ree.

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1. A lit tle while and then the summer Day, When I 2. Work ceas-es not in sun-shine or in show'r, Till I 3. All will be well, and all be happiness, When I 4. I'll meet the loved ones I have lost a while, When I

When I Go Home.

COPYRIGHT, 1918, BY E. O. EXCELL.

'Tis lone-some win - ter now, but 't will be May, When I
But in the stillness of the twilight hour, I dream
The wan-der-ings all o'er, and loneliness, When I
And, best of all, I'll see my Savior smile, When I

Chas. H. Gabriel.

me, When I cold- I dream sea, When I me, When I

go

go

go Home; go Home; go Home; go Home;

go Home; Beof Home; And go Home; There go Home; Oh,

go Home, when I

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welcome warm of feel no dread of light that nev sing the praise of

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go Home. Home, I dream of Home.

Home, when I

go Home.

Home, when I

go Home.

No. 11.

Grown Him With Many Growns.

Matthew Bridges.

1. Crown Him with man
2. Crown Him the Lord
3. Crown Him the Lord
4. Crown Him the Lord

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Hark! how the heav'nly an-them drowns All music but its
Rich wounds, yet vis - i - ble a-bove, In beau-ty glo- ri
Who rose vic-to-rious to the strife For those He came to
One with the Spirit thro' Him giv'n From yon-der glo-rious thronel

save:

George J. Elvey.

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y crowns, The Lamb up on His throne; of love! Behold His hands and side,life! Who tri-umphed o'er the grave; of Heav'n! One with the Father known,

of

own! fied:

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sing Of Him who died for thee; the full sky Can bear that sight, y now we sing, Who died and rose endless praise, For Thou for

on high; hast died;

us

And hail Him as thy match-less King Thro' all eternity.

But down-ward bends his won-d'ring eye At mys-teries so bright.
Who died e
life
ter - nal to bring, And lives that death may die.
Be Thou, O Lord, thro' endless days A - dored and mag-nified.

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