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n above! O for the bliss that by it The soul securely knows, The holy calm and quiet Of faith's serene repose! --John Samuel Bewley Monsell. THE UNFAILING FRIEND O Jesus! Friend unfailing, How dear art thou to me! Are cares and fears assailing? I find my strength in thee! Why should my feet grow weary Of this my pilgrim way? Rough though the path, and dreary, It ends in perfect day. Naught, naught I count as treasure; Compared, O Christ, with thee! Thy sorrow without measure Earned peace and joy for me. I love to own, Lord Jesus, Thy claims o'er me and mine; Bought with thy blood most precious, Whose can I be but thine? What fills my soul with gladness? 'Tis thine abounding grace! Where can I look in sadness, But, Jesus, in thy face? My all is thy providing; Thy love can ne'er grow cold; In thee, my refuge, hiding, No good wilt thou withhold. Why should I droop in sorrow? Thou'rt ever by my side: Why, trembling, dread the morrow? What ill can e'er betide? If I my cross have taken, 'Tis but to follow thee; If scorned, despised, forsaken, Naught severs me from thee! Oh, worldly pomp and glory! Your charms are spread in vain! I've heard a sweeter story, I've found a truer gain! Where Christ a place prepareth, There is my loved abode; There shall I gaze on Jesus, There shall I dwell with God! For every tribulation, For every sore distress, In Christ I've full salvation, Sure help, and quiet rest. No fear of foes prevailing! I triumph, Lord, in thee! O Jesus! Friend unfailing! How dear art thou to me! THE SONG OF A HEATHEN (Sojourning in Galilee, A. D. 32) If Jesus Christ is a man-- And only a man--I say That of all mankind I cleave to him, And to him will I cleave alway. If Jesus Christ is a God-- And the only God--I swear I will follow him through heaven and hell, The earth, the sea, the air. --Richard Watson Gilder. "IT IS TOWARD EVENING" Abide with me, O Christ; thou must not go For life's brief day is now far down the west; In dark'ning clouds my sun is sinking low; Lord, stay and soothe thy fretted child to rest. Abide wit
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