SING, MY SOUL, HIS WONDROUS LOVE.

1. Sing, my soul, His wondrous love, Who, from yon bright throne above, Ev-er watch-ful o'er our race,

1. Je-sus, high in glo- ry, Lend a listening ear, When we bow before Thee, Children's praises hear. Amen.

1. Glad on the mountains, Bright o'er vales and fountains, Dawns the fair day
2. Wel-come, bright morning, All the earth a dorn- ing! Gen-tiles and Jews
3. To us is
given, Like a glimpse of heaven, Light of that glo
4. O God, most holy, Fain would we, though lowly, Send up our min

Nations are waking, Where the day breaking, Chases the clouds that brood a - bove.
Kings have confessed thee, Prophets have blessed thee, But never lived to see the day.
Oh, may it bright-en Till it shall light-en All earth with radiance full and strong.
Thine is the giving, Ours the receiv - ing, Thine shall the endless glo- ry be.
be

Amen.

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THERE IS NO NIGHT IN HEAVEN.

Rev. T. R. MATTHEWS.

1. There is no night in heaven; In that blest world above, Work nev-er can bring wea - ri - ness, 2. There is no grief in heaven; For life is one glad day; And tears are of those for-mer things

1. Thou art the Way, to Thee alone From sin and death we flee;
2. Thou art the Truth, Thy word a- lone True wis-dom can im- part;

And he who would the
Thou only canst in-

THOU ART THE WAY, TO THEE ALONE. Concluded. 83

1. We are but little children weak, Nor born in a ny high estate; What can we do for 2. O, day by day each Christian child Has much to do, without, with-in; A death to die for

Jesus' sake, Who is so high and good and great?
Jesus' sake, A weary war to wage with sin. A-men.

3 When deep within our swelling hearts
The thoughts of pride and anger rise,
When bitter words are on our tongues,
And tears of passion in our eyes;

4 Then we may stay the angry blow,
Then we may check the hasty word,
Give gentle answers back again,

And fight a battle for our Lord.

5 There's not a child so small and weak
But has his little cross to take,

His little work of love and praise

That he may do for Jesus' sake. Amen.

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ev-ery i-dol per-ish, To moles and bats be thrown, And every prayer be all that now divides us Re-move and pass away, Like shadows of the war be learned no longer, Let strife and tumult cease, All earth His bless-ed