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Verse 1

Lord, with glowing heart I’d praise Thee
For the bliss Thy love bestows,
For the pardoning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows:
Help, O God, my weak endeavor;
This dull soul to rapture raise:
Thou must light the flame, or never
Can my love be warmed to praise.

Verse 2

Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,
Wretched wanderer, far astray;
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee
From the paths of death away:
Praise, with love’s devoutest feeling,
Him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
And, the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.

Verse 3

Lord, this bosom’s ardent feeling
Vainly would my lips express:
Low before Thy footstool kneeling,
Deign Thy suppliant’s prayer to bless:
Let Thy grace, my soul’s chief treasure,
Love’s pure flame within me raise;
And, since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth Thy praise.

Verse 1

Lord! I hear of showers of blessing,
Thou art scattering, broad and free;
Showers, the thirsty land refreshing;
Let their fullness fall on me.

Refrain

Even me, even me,
Let their fullness fall on me.

Verse 2

Pass me not, oh, gracious Father!
Sinful, though my heart may be;
Thou might’st curse me, but the rather
Let thy mercy fall on me.

Verse 3

Pass me not, oh, tender Savior!
Let me love and cling to thee;
I am longing for thy favor;
When thou comest, call for me.

Verse 4

Pass me not, oh, mighty Spirit!
Thou canst make the blind to see;
Witnesser of Jesus’ merit,
Speak the word of power to me.

Verse 5

Have I long in sin been sleeping,
Long been slighting, grieving thee?
Has the world my heart been keeping?
Oh! forgive and rescue me.

Verse 6

Love of God, so pure and changeless,--
Blood of God, so rich and free,--
Grace of God, so strong and boundless,--
Magnify them all in me.

Verse 1

Savior, more than life to me,
I am clinging, clinging close to thee;
Let thy precious blood applied,
Keep me ever, ever near thy side.

Refrain

Every day, every hour,
Let me feel thy cleansing power;
May thy tender love to me;
Bind me closer, closer, Lord, to thee.

Verse 2

Thro’ this changing world below,
Lead me gently, gently as I go;
Trusting thee, I cannot stray,
I can never, never lose my way.

Verse 3

Let me love thee more and more,
Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o’er;
Till my soul is lost in love,
In a brighter, brighter world above.

Verse 1

“There shall be showers of blessing;”
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.

Refrain

Showers, showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need;
Mercy-drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.

Verse 2

“There shall be showers of blessing;“--
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain.

Verse 3

“There shall be showers of blessing;”
Send them upon us, O Lord!
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come, and now honor thy Word.

Verse 4

“There shall be showers of blessing;”
Oh, that to-day they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call!

Verse 1

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
“Come unto me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon my breast.”

Verse 2

I came to Jesus as I was,
Weary, and worn, and sad;
I found in him a resting-place,
And he has made me glad.

Verse 3

I heard the voice of Jesus say
”Behold! I freely give
The living water; thirsty one!
Stoop down, and drink, and live.”

Verse 4

I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in him.

Verse 5

I heard the voice of Jesus say,
“I am this dark world’s Light;
Look unto me; thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright.”

Verse 6

I looked to Jesus, and I found,
In him my Star, my Sun;
And, in that light of life, I’ll walk
Till traveling days are done.

Verse 1

Oh, bliss of the purified! bliss of the free!
I plunge in the crimson tide opened for me!
O’er sin and uncleanness exulting I stand,
And point to the print of the nails in His hand.

Refrain

O sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Mighty to save.

Verse 2

Oh, bliss of the purified! Jesus is mine!
No longer in dread condemnation I pine:
In conscious salvation I sing of his grace,
Who lifteth upon me the light of His face.

Verse 3

Oh, bliss of the purified! bliss of the pure!
No wound hath the soul that His blood cannot cure;
No sorrow-bowed head but may sweetly find rest,
No tears but may dry them on Jesus’ breast.

Verse 4

O Jesus, the crucified! Thee will I sing;
My blessed Redeemer, my God and my King;
My soul, filled with rapture, shall shout o’er the grave,
And triumph in death in the light of Thy grace.

Verse 1

Jesus, Savior, pilot me,
Over life’s tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rock and treach’rous shoal;
Chart and compass come from thee;
Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

Verse 2

As a mother stills her child,
Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boist’rous waves obey thy will,
When thou say’st to them “Be still!”
Wondrous Sov’reign of the sea,
Jesus, Savior, pilot me.

Verse 3

When at last I near the shore,
And the fearful breakers roar
’Twixt me and the peaceful rest,
Then, while leaning on thy breast,
May I hear thee say to me,
“Fear not, I will pilot thee!”

Verse 1

Savior! teach me, day by day,
Love’s sweet lesson to obey;
Sweeter lesson cannot be,
Loving him who first loved me.

Verse 2

With a child-like heart of love,
At thy bidding may I move;
Prompt to serve and follow thee,
Loving him who first loved me.

Verse 3

Teach me all thy steps to trace,
Strong to follow in thy grace;
Learning how to love from thee,
Loving him who first loved me.

Verse 4

Love in loving finds employ--
In obedience all her joy;
Ever new that joy will be,
Loving him who first loved me.

Verse 1

In heavenly love abiding,
No change my heart shall fear,
And safe is such confiding,
For nothing changes here,
The storm may roar without me,
My heart may low be laid,
But God is round about me,--
And can I be dismayed?

Verse 2

Wherever he may guide me,
No want shall turn me back:
My Shepherd is beside me,
And nothing can I lack;
His wisdom ever waketh,
His sight is never dim,
He knows the way he taketh,
And I will walk with him.

Verse 3

Green pastures are before me,
Which yet I have not seen;
Bright skies will soon be o’er me,
Where darkest clouds have been;
My hope I cannot measure,
My path to life is free;
My Savior has my treasure,
And he will walk with me.

Verse 1

“There shall be showers of blessing;”
This is the promise of love;
There shall be seasons refreshing,
Sent from the Savior above.

Refrain

Showers, showers of blessing,
Showers of blessing we need;
Mercy-drops round us are falling,
But for the showers we plead.

Verse 2

“There shall be showers of blessing;“--
Precious reviving again;
Over the hills and the valleys,
Sound of abundance of rain.

Verse 3

“There shall be showers of blessing;”
Send them upon us, O Lord!
Grant to us now a refreshing,
Come, and now honor thy Word.

Verse 4

“There shall be showers of blessing;”
Oh, that to-day they might fall,
Now as to God we’re confessing,
Now as on Jesus we call!

Verse 1

Oh, bliss of the purified! bliss of the free!
I plunge in the crimson tide opened for me!
O’er sin and uncleanness exulting I stand,
And point to the print of the nails in his hand.

Refrain

Oh, sing of his mighty love,
Sing of his mighty love,
Sing of his mighty love, mighty to save.

Verse 2

Oh, bliss of the purified! Jesus is mine!
No longer in dread condemnation I pine:
In conscious salvation I sing of his grace,
Who lifteth upon me the smiles of his face.

Verse 3

Oh, bliss of the purified! bliss of the pure!
No wound hath the soul that his blood cannot cure;
No sorrow-bowed head but may sweetly find rest;
No tears but may dry them on Jesus’ breast.

Verse 4

Oh, Jesus, the crucified! thee will I sing!
My blessed Redeemer! my God and my King;
My soul, filled with rapture, shall shout o’er the grave,
And triumph in death in the mighty to save.

Verse 1

As pants the hart for cooling streams,
When heated in the chase,
So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee,
And thy refreshing grace.

Refrain

As pants the hart for cooling streams,
So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee;
As pants the hart for cooling streams,
So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee.

Verse 2

For thee, my God, the living God,
My thirsty soul doth pine;
Oh, when shall I behold thy face,
Thou Majesty divine?

Verse 3

I sigh to think of happier days,
When thou, O Lord, wast nigh,
When ev’ry heart was tuned to praise,
And none more blest than I.

Verse 4

Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Trust God, and thou shalt sing
His praise again, and find him still
Thy health’s eternal spring.

Verse 1

In thy cleft, O Rock of Ages,
Hide thou me;
When the fitful tempest rages,
Hide thou me;
Where no mortal arm can sever
From my heart thy love forever,
Hide me, O thou Rock of Ages,
Safe in thee.

Verse 2

From, the snare of sinful pleasure
Hide thou me;
Thou, my soul’s eternal treasure,
Hide thou me;
When the world its power is wielding,
And my heart is almost yielding,
Hide me, O thou Rock of Ages,
Safe in thee.

Verse 3

In the lonely night of sorrow,
Hide thou me;
Till in glory dawns the morrow,
Hide thou me;
In the sight of Jordan’s billow,
Let thy bosom be my pillow,
Hide me, O thou Rock of Ages,
Safe in thee.

Verse 1

My Father is rich in houses and lands.
He holdeth the wealth of the world in his hands!
Of rubies and diamonds, of silver and gold,
His coffers are full, he has riches untold.

Refrain

I’m the child of a King,
The child of a King,
With Jesus, my Savior,
I’m the child of a King.

Verse 2

My Father’s own Son, the Savior so fair,
Once wandered on earth human sorrow to share:
But now he is reigning forever on high,
He’ll give us a home in the sweet by and by.

Verse 3

I once was an outcast stranger on earth,
A sinner by choice and an “alien” by birth!
But I’ve been “adopted,” my name’s written down:
An heir to a mansion, a robe, and a crown.

Verse 4

A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
They’re building a palace for me over there!
Tho’ exiled from home, yet my glad heart can sing:
All glory to God, I’m the child of a King.

Verse 1

Amid the trials which I meet,
Amid the thorns that pierce my feet,
One thought remains supremely sweet,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!

Refrain

Thou thinkest, Lord, of me,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me,
What need I fear when thou art near,
And thinkest, Lord, of me.

Verse 2

The cares of life come thronging fast
Upon my soul their shadow cast;
Their gloom reminds my heart at last,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!

Verse 3

Let shadows come, let shadows go,
Let life be bright or dark with woe,
I am content, for this I know,
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!

Verse 1

O thou, the contrite sinner’s Friend,
Who loving, lov’st them to the end,
On this alone my hopes depend
That thou wilt plead for me.

Refrain

O Savior, plead for me,
O Savior, plead for me,
On this alone my hopes depend
That thou wilt plead for me.

Verse 2

When weary in the Christian race,
Far off appears my resting place,
And, fainting, I mistrust thy grace,
Then, Savior, plead for me.

Verse 3

When I have erred and gone astray,
Afar from thine and wisdom’s way,
And see no glimmering, guiding ray,
Still, Savior, plead for me.

Verse 4

When Satan, by my sins made bold,
Strives from thy cross to loose my hold,
Then with thy pitying arms enfold,
And plead, oh, plead for me!

Verse 5

And when my dying hour draws near,
Darkened with anguish, guilt and fear,
Then to my fainting sight appear,
Pleading in heaven for me.

Verse 1

Oh! for a faith that will not shrink,
Though pressed by every foe;
That will not tremble on the brink
Of any earthly woe!--

Verse 2

That will not murmur nor complain,
Beneath the chastening rod,
But, in the hour of grief or pain,
Will lean upon its God;--

Verse 3

A faith that shines more bright and clear
When tempests rage without;
That, when in danger, knows no fear,
In darkness, feels no doubt;--

Verse 4

A faith that keeps the narrow way
Till life’s last hour is fled,
And, with a pure and heavenly ray,
Lights up a dying bed!

Verse 5

Lord! give us such a faith as this;
And then, whate’er may come,
We’ll taste, ev’n here, the hallowed bliss
Of an eternal home.

Verse 1

Lord! teach us how to pray aright,
With reverence and with fear;
Though dust and ashes in thy sight,
We may, we must draw near.

Verse 2

God of all grace, we come to thee,
With broken, contrite hearts,
Give, what thine eye delights to see,
Truth in the inward parts;

Verse 3

Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep,
Though mercy long delay;
Courage, our fainting souls to keep,
And trust thee though thou slay.

Verse 4

Give these, and then--thy will be done--
Thus strengthened with all might,
We by the Spirit and thy Son,
Shall pray, and pray aright.