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BLESSED HOME 6s. D.

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J. Stainer

There is a bless-ed home Be-yond this land of woe, Where tri-als nev-er come, Nor tears of sor - row

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3 Still looking to Jesus, O may I be found,

O EYES that are weary, and hearts that are When Jordan's dark waters encompass me

sore,

round:

Look off unto Jesus, now sorrow no more! They bear me away in His presence to be; The light of His countenance shineth so I see Him still nearer whom always I see.

bright,

[night.

That here, as in heaven, there need be no 4 Then, then shall I know the full beauty

2 While looking to Jesus, my heart cannot Of

fear;

I tremble no more when I see Jesus near;

I know that His presence my safeguard will be,

and grace

Jesus, my Lord, when I stand face to

face;

Shall know how His love went before me each day,

[unto me. And wonder that ever my eyes turned away. For," Why are ye troubled?" He saith

CHISELHURST S. M.

Anna Bartlett Warner 1858

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HERE I can firmly rest,

I dare to boast of this,

That God, the highest and the best,
My friend and Father is.

2 From dangerous snares He saves:
Where'er He bids me go,

He checks the storms and calms the waves, That naught can work me woe.

3 He whispers in my breast

Sweet words of holy cheer,

How he who seeks in God his rest
Shall ever find Him near.

4 How God hath built above,

A city fair and new,

Where eye and heart shall see and prove
What faith has counted true.

5 My heart for gladness springs,
It cannot more be sad,
For very joy it laughs and sings,
Sees naught but sunshine glad.

6 The sun that glads mine eyes,
Is Christ the Lord I love:

I sing for joy of that which lies
Stored up for us above.

Paul Gerhardt 1650 Tr. by Catherine Winkworth 1855

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We are but strangers here, Heav'n is our home; Earth is a des-ert drear, Heav'n is our home:

Dan-ger and sorrow stand Round us on ev'ry hand, Heav'n is our Father-land, Heav'n is our home.

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O for the faith to grasp heav'n's bright "for ever," Amid the shadows of earth's "little while."

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O FOR the peace which floweth as a river,

Making life's desert places bloom and smile!

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A little while" to keep the oil from failing, "A little while" faith's flickering lamp to trim;

O for the faith to grasp heaven's bright And then, the Bridegroom's coming footsteps

"for ever,"

Amid the shadows of earth's "little while."

hailing,

To greet His advent with the bridal hymn. 2 "A little while," for patient vigil-keeping, 4 And He who is Himself the Gift and Giver, To face the stern, to wrestle with the strong; The future glory and the present smile, "A little while," to sow the seed with weep- With the bright promise of the glad "for ing,

Then bind the sheaves, and sing the har

vest song.

SWAINSTHORPE S. M.

ever,"

Will light the shadow of the "little while."

Jane Fox Crewdson 1860

J. Booth

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