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I think, when I read that sweet story

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #88 (1903) First Line: I think, when I read that sweet story of old Lyrics: 1 I think, when I read that sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How He called little children as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with them then. 2 I wish that His hand had been placed on my head, That His arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen His kind look when He said, "Let the little ones come unto Me." 3 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, And ask for a share in His love; And if I only earnestly seek Him below, I shall see Him and hear Him above. 4 In that beautiful place He has gone to prepare For all who are washed and forgiven; Full many dear children are gathering there, "For of such is the kingdom of heaven." 5 But thousands and thousands who wander and fall, Never heard of that heavenly home: I wish they could know there is room for them all, And that Jesus has bid them to come. 6 And oh, how I long for that glorious time, The sweetest and brightest and best, When the dear little children of every clime Shall crowd to His arms and be blest! Topics: The Christian Church; Reformation and Mission Mission
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Behold a stranger at the door!

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #89 (1903) First Line: Behold a stranger at the door Lyrics: 1 Behold a stranger at the door! He gently knocks, has knocked before, Has waited long--is waiting still: You treat no other friend so ill. 2 Oh, lovely attitude, He stands With melting heart and loaded hands! Oh, matchless kindness! and He shows This matchless kindness to His foes! 3 But will He prove a friend indeed? He will, the very friend you need; The Friend of sinners--yes, 'tis He, With garments dyed on Calvary. 4 Admit Him, lest His anger burn, And He, departing, ne'er return; Admit Him, or the hour's at hand You'll at His door rejected stand. Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Repentance
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Come to the Saviour

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #90 (1903) First Line: Come to the Saviour, make no delay Refrain First Line: Joyful, joyful will the meeting be Lyrics: 1 Come to the Saviour, make no delay; Here in His Word He's shown us the way; Here in our midst He's standing to-day, Tenderly saying, "Come!" Chorus: Joyful, joyful will the meeting be, When from sin our hearts are pure and free, And we shall gather, Saviour, with Thee In our eternal home. 2 "Suffer the children!" Oh, hear His voice, Let every heart leap forth and rejoice, And let us freely make Him our choice; Do not delay, but come! [Chorus] 3 Think once again, He's with us to-day; Heed now His blest commands, and obey; Hear now His accents tenderly say, "Will you, my children, come?" [Chorus] Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Repentance
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Approach, my soul, the mercy seat

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #91 (1903) Refrain First Line: O Jesus, I cannot depart Lyrics: 1 Approach, my soul, the mercy seat, Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there. Chorus: O Jesus, I cannot depart, Until Thy face I see; And let it fill with joy my heart That Thou hast died for me. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh: Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, And such, O Lord, am I. [Chorus] 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By wars without and fears within, I come to Thee for rest. [Chorus] 4 Be Thou my Shield and Hiding place, That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face And tell Him, Thou hast died. [Chorus] 5 O wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious Name. [Chorus] Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Repentance
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Pass me not, O gentle Saviour

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #92 (1903) Refrain First Line: Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry Lyrics: 1 Pass me not, O gentle Saviour, Hear my humble cry; While on others Thou art smiling, Do not pass me by. Chorus: Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry, While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by. 2 Let me at the throne of mercy Find a sweet relief, Kneeling there in deep contrition Help my unbelief. [Chorus] 3 Trusting only in Thy merit, Would I seek Thy face: Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by Thy grace. [Chrous] 4 Thou the spring of all my comfort, More than life to me, Whom have I on earth beside Thee? Whom in heaven but Thee? [Chorus] Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Repentance
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Shun, my heart, such thought for ever

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #93 (1903) Lyrics: 1 Shun, my heart, such thought for ever As that thou art cast away, Rest upon God's Word and favor, Never cease to watch and pray. E'en though thou unrighteous art, True and faithful is God's heart; Hast thou death deserved for ever? God's appeased, despond thou never! 2 Thou art, as is every other, Tainted with the poison sin, That the serpent and our father Adam, by the fall, brought in. But if thou God's voice doth hear, With a contrite heart draw near Unto God, He will receive thee, All thy sins He will forgive thee. 3 Thou wilt find in Him a Father, Who is patient, kind and true, He doth love thee as no brother And no other friend can do. E'en our smallest cares He knows, He is touched by all our woes; Well our inmost prayers He heareth, And our saddened hearts He cheereth. 4 Hear His word "As I am living, I the death on none would see, But that every sinner giving Up his heart would turn to Me. How my heart with rapture burns When a prodigal returns! As My own I love to call him, And no evil shall befall him." 5 Never shepherd's heart so yearneth For the sheep that go astray As God's loving bosom burneth For His erring child always. How He thirsts, and longs, and yearns For the soul that from Him turns! Couldst thou see His love so tender Joyful praise thou wouldst Him render. 6 O my soul, so sad and dreary, Rest now and contented be! Why wilt thou thyself so weary When there is need for thee? Though thy sins appear to thee Like a vast and shoreless sea, In God's mercy they will vanish; Thy despair and fear then banish. 7 Were there thousand worlds created, Lost in sin and misery, Had their sins, both small and greater, Every one been done by thee; Still God's love and mercy are Greater than these sins by far; Naught His mercy can diminish, Nor His love and grace extinguish. 8 Of such wondrous love and favor Open wide the door to me; And Thy goodness, precious Saviour, Let me ever taste and see. Love me, Lord, and let me be Ever nearer drawn to Thee; Let Thy Spirit lead and guide me, In Thy loving bosom hide me. Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Repentance
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I lay my sins on Jesus

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #94 (1903) Lyrics: 1 I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load. I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White, in His blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus, All fulness dwells in Him; He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem. I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares; He from them all releases, He all my sorrows shares: 3 I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus, The Father's holy child. I long to be with Jesus, Amid the heavenly throng, To sing with saints His praises; To learn the angels' song. Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Justification
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My faith looks up to Thee

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #95 (1903) Lyrics: 1 My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine! Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; Oh, let me from this day Be wholly Thine. 2 May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my failing heart, My zeal inspire; As Thou hast died for me, Oh, may my love to Thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire. 3 When life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my Guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold sullen stream Shall o'er me roll; Blest Saviour, then, in love, Fear and distrust remove; Oh, bear me safe above, A ransomed soul. Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Justification
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Rock of Ages, cleft for me

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #96 (1903) Lyrics: 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee! Let the water and the blood From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the perfect cure, Save me Lord, and make me pure, 2 Not the labors of my hands Can fulfill Thy Law's demands: Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save and Thou alone! 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the Fountain fly: Wash me, Saviour, or I die! 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee! Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Justification
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Jesus, Lover of my soul

Hymnal: SSBR1909 #97 (1903) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high! Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; Oh, receive my soul at last! 2 Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee: Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me! All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find: Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy Name; I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make, and keep me pure within. Thou of life the Fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee. Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Topics: The Christian Graces; Faith Justification

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