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.
5 Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done:
Partner of my throne shalt be,
"Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?"
6 Lord, it is my chief complaint
That my love is cold and faint:
Yet I love thee, and adore;
O for grace to love thee more.
Nuhguhmoowin 15. 7's.
"_Hark! My soul it is the Lord._"
Be zin dun, O nin je chaug
Uh we yuh kah ke ke doo,
Je sus suh oo oo ke dig.
"Ka gate nuh goo ke sah geh?"
2 Ke ge ah buh oon uh pe
Man je muh pe ne goo yun;
Ke ge nun duh wah buh min
Uh pe kah wuh ne she nun.
3 "Ah nin goo de noong uh koo
E qua oo wuh na ne maun
E newh oo ne jah ne sun;
Ke guh me quan 'min ween neen.
4 "Ne sa ge e wa win suh
Ah pe je ish pah muh gud,
Ah pe je de me muh gud,
Kuh ya dush ke che soon gun.
5 "We buh ke guh wah bun daun
Ne pe she gan dah goo z'win,
Ke guh wee duh bim suh goo;
Ah neen, ke sah geh e nuh?"
6 Je sus, ne kush kan dum suh
Quach sa ge e se noo waun;
Mah noo we doo kuh we shin,
Nuh wuj che sah ge e naun.
Hymn 16. C. M.
"_Hark! The glad sound, the Saviour comes._"
Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promised long;
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.
2 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.
3 He comes the prisoners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;
The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.
4 He comes from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray,
And on the eye balls of the blind
To pour celestial day.
5 He comes the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure;
And with the treasures of his grace
To enrich the humble poor.
6 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ri
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