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Come to Jesus While You may

Author: Mrs. C. N. Pickop Hymnal: JS1889 #53 (1889) First Line: Come to Jesus, trembling sinner Refrain First Line: Come to Jesus, come to Jesus Lyrics: 1 Come to Jesus, trembling sinner, With your load of guilt oppressed; Come to Jesus, he will save you, Come, and he will give you rest. Refrain: Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Weary sinner, come to Jesus while you may; He will save you, he wills save you, Weary sinner, he will save you, come today. 2 He is waiting, he is ready, Tender, loving words to say; Will you not accept his blessing? Give your heart to him today? [Refrain] 3 Time is flying, do not tarry, Haste, while it is called today! Can you spurn his tender pleading? Can you turn this friend away? [Refrain] 4 Do not linger, do not trifle, Heed your loving Saviour’s call; In his tender heart there’s mercy, In his arms there’s room for all. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Come to Jesus, trembling sinner]

Pass it On

Author: Rev. Henry Burton, A. M. Hymnal: JS1889 #54 (1889) First Line: Have you had a kindness shown Refrain First Line: Pass it on, pass it on Languages: English Tune Title: [Have you had a kindness shown]

Far, Far from Home

Author: Fanny J. Crosby Hymnal: JS1889 #55 (1889) First Line: Far, far from home, an exile on the deep Refrain First Line: No rest for thee, no rest for thee Lyrics: 1 Far, far from home, an exile on the deep, Thou hast no chart thy vessel’s course to keep; Dark is the path, and darker yet may be,— Dream as thou wilt, there is no rest for thee. No rest for thee, no rest for thee, O wand’rer lost upon a treach’rous sea; Away from God, where will thy anchor be? Without his love there is no rest for thee. 2 Far, far from home, where storms relentless sweep, Where billows roll and surges never sleep, Tossed to and fro on danger’s reckless wave, Oh, turn to him whose power alone can save. No rest for thee, no rest for thee, O wand’rer lost upon a treach’rous sea; Away from God, where will thy anchor be? Without his love there is no rest for thee. 3 Far, far from home, and wilder grows the night; Thou hast refused the true and only light; But look again where first its beams were shed, Look and be saved ere hope’s last spark has fled. No rest for thee, no rest for thee, O wand’rer lost upon a treach’rous sea; Away from God, where will thy anchor be? Without his love there is no rest for thee. 4 O trembling heart, behold thy Saviour near,— Thy pleading cry has reached his gracious ear; Faith guides thee now, and o’er the ocean’s foam Her steady ray will bring thee safely home. Rest, rest, for thee, sweet rest for thee, Trust now in him whose mercy makes thee free; Bright is thy path and brighter yet will be; O soul redeemed, there is a rest for thee. Languages: English Tune Title: [Far, far from home, an exile on the deep]

Bless the Lord, My Soul

Author: E. E. Hewitt Hymnal: JS1889 #56 (1889) First Line: Praise him for his glory, praise him for his grace Refrain First Line: Praise him, shining angels, on your harps of gold Lyrics: 1 Praise him for his glory, praise him for his grace, For his help adapted to each time and place, For his promised presence all the pilgrim way, For the flaming pillar, and the cloud by day. Refrain: Praise him, shining angels, on your harps of gold, All his hosts adore him who his face behold, Thro’ his great dominion, while the ages roll, All his works shall praise him, all his works shall praise him, All his works shall praise him; bless the Lord, my soul. 2 Praise for forgiveness, power which makes us whole, For his touch of healing, strengthening the soul, For his gifts of kindness and his loving care, For the blest assurance that he answers prayer. [Refrain] 3 Praise him for the trials sent as cords of love, Binding us more closely to the things above, For the faith that conquers, hope that naught can dim, For the land where loved ones gather home to him. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Praise him for his glory, praise him for his grace]

More Like Jesus

Author: Mrs. E. C. Ellsworth Hymnal: JS1889 #57 (1889) First Line: Steps are before me, dear Saviour Refrain First Line: More of thy likeness, dear Saviour Lyrics: 1 Steps are before me, dear Saviour, Marking the path thou hast trod; So would my feet be progressing Upward and onward to God. Refrain: More of thy likeness, dear Saviour, Less of myself I would see; Born in thine image, and growing More and more like unto thee. 2 Daily thy work was appointed, Wrought by no hand but thine own; So in my field I would labor, Tho’ it be small and unknown. [Refrain] 3 Burdens were laid on thy shoulders, Meekly thou suffered the cross; So would I take up my trials, Counting them gain and not loss. [Refrain] 4 Not for thyself, but for others, Living and dying for love; So would I daily be spending, Till shall meet thee above. [Refrain] Scripture: Romans 15:3 Languages: English Tune Title: [Steps are before me, dear Saviour]

Our Fatherland

Author: Fanny J. Crosby Hymnal: JS1889 #58 (1889) First Line: Our Fatherland, thy name so dear Refrain First Line: Our Fatherland, dear Fatherland Languages: English Tune Title: [Our Fatherland, thy name so dear]

Fresh Springs

Author: E. E. Hewitt Hymnal: JS1889 #59 (1889) First Line: Fresh springs so holy Lyrics: 1 Fresh springs so holy, All needed power Find we in Jesus, New for each hour. Fresh springs of mercy, Blessing our days With glist’ning joy-drops, Bright rills of praise. 2 Fresh springs of comfort In deserts dry, Till springtime verdure Gladdens the eye. Wells of salvation, Rivers of peace, Pure, living waters, Flow and increase. 3 Fresh springs in Jesus, Source of all grace; Where fruits are richest, His life we trace. Fresh springs in glory, Filling the soul, When waves of rapture Endlessly roll. Languages: English Tune Title: [Fresh springs so holy]

Calling Thee

Author: E. E. Hewitt Hymnal: JS1889 #60 (1889) First Line: The heavenly Father calls for thee Refrain First Line: He is calling thee, calling thee Lyrics: 1 The heavenly Father calls for thee, O wayward, sinful child, And asks thee in his gracious Word To come,—be ye reconciled. Refrain: He is calling thee, calling thee, Home to a Father’s love; He is calling thee to a “title clear,” To a mansion built above. 2 His voice is speaking to thy soul; The Spirit strives within; He bids thee turn to him this hour; He’ll pardon all thy sin. [Refrain] 3 O wondrous love that calls us home! O height and depth of grace! O sweet, constraining power that draws Our hearts to seek his face! 4 The blessed home-light shines beyond, And open is the way; ‘Tis sprinkled with the Saviour’s blood: Come, enter it today. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [The heavenly Father calls for thee]

Friends, Not Servants

Author: F. G. Burroughs Hymnal: JS1889 #61 (1889) First Line: Oh, how blessed is the service Refrain First Line: I’m a child, and not a servant Lyrics: 1 Oh, how blessed is the service We may render to the Lord When all duty glows with pleasure, And our wills with his accord. Refrain: I’m a child, and not a servant, Of the God whose grace I sing! I’m an heir of life eternal,— I’m the friend of Christ my King! 2 Oh, how blessed to be trusted With the secret of the Lord, As the Holy Spirit guides us Through the pathways of his Word. [Refrain] 3 Oh, how blessed to be able All his promises to claim, And to bear the royal likeness ‘Mid our service In His Name. [Refrain] 4 Oh, how blessed to be granted Fellowship with him we love, Now to share his night of sorrow,— Then to reign with him above. [Refrain] 5 Oh, how blessed to be growing Daily in his grace divine, Sitting at the King’s own table; Nourished by his bread and wine. [Refrain] Scripture: John 15:15 Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh, how blessed is the service]

Revive the Hearts of All

Author: James L. Black Hymnal: JS1889 #62 (1889) First Line: God is here, and that to bless us Refrain First Line: Let it come, O Lord, we pray Thee Languages: English Tune Title: [God is here, and that to bless us]