Sweet was the time... Swell the anthem, raise the song .C. M...... That day of wrath, that dreadful day.......L. M..... The darkened sky, how thick it lowers.. The God of harvest praise The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord .C. M..... .L. M...... 6s & 4s... The King of saints, how fair His face.......L. M... The Lord my pasture shall prepare ...S. M... might....C. M.... There is a calm for those who weep... There is a glorious land afar. There is a glorious world of light. There is a land of pure, delight.. There is an hour of peaceful rest 7s & 6s... S. M.. ..8s & 4..... C. M.. .P. M.. C. M.. There's nothing round this spacious earth ..C. M.. The Spirit, in our hearts... The Spirit breathes upon the word.. S. M... The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the....12s.... C. M.. The starry firmament on high .L. M..... The winter is over and gone .8s..... They that toil upon the deep .........78... They who on the Lord rely .....7s... .7s... ..8s... ..8s & 6s.. ...C. M. They who seek the throne of grace. Thou art the Way; to Thee alone.. .C. M.. grow. L. M.. Welcome, delightful morn .H. M..... 1 C. M..... ..C. M..... ..C. M..... ..L. M..... When gathering clouds around I view......L. M..... When His salvation bringing When I can read my title clear.. ..7s & 6s..... ....C. M..... ...L. M.... ........C. M..... When marshalled on the nightly plain......L. M..... When musing sorrow weeps the past... ..C. M..... .78..... .....S. M..... .7s & 68..... .6s & 58..... When the harvest is past, and the.......12s & 8s..... When we, our weary limbs to rest .... ..78..... .C. M.... Wherefore should man, frail child of clay..L. M..... ...L. M..... Where Stamboul's towers are gleaming...7s & 68..... Where the wilderness is lying... Where two or three, with sweet accord. While life prolongs its precious light While my Redeemer's near.. While Thee I seek, Protecting Power.. .88 & 7s..... .L. M... .L. M.... .S. M..... ..C. M..... While Thou, O my God, art my Help...12s & 11s..... While through this changing world we roam. C. M..... |