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Then as our hearts in Jesus join,
So let our social powers combine,
Ruled by a passion most divine,
Friendship with our Creator.

P. M.

I will trust and not be afraid.

EGONE, unbelief! my Savior is near,

Band for my relief will surely appear:

By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform: With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm.

2 Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide;

Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail,

The word he hath spoken will surely prevail. 3 His love in time past forbids me to think He'll leave me at last, in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer, I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite through.

4 Being willing to save he watched o'er my path, When Satan's blind slave, I sported with death; And can he have taught me to trust in his

name,

And thus far have brought me to put me to shame?

5 Why should I complain of want or distress, Temptations or pain? He told me no less; The heirs of salvation, I know from his word, Through much tribulation must follow their Lord.

6 How bitter that cup no heart can conceive, Which he drank quite up, that sinners might live!

His way was much rougher and darker than mine,

Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine?

7 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food:

Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then, oh how pleasant the conqueror's song!

H, when shall I see Jesus,
And reign with him above,

And from that flowing fountain
Drink everlasting love!
When shall I be delivered
From this vain world of sin,
And with my blessed Jesus
Drink endless pleasures in?
2 But now, I am a soldier ;
My Captain's gone before;
He's given me my orders,
And bid me not give o'er:
If I continue faithful,

A righteous crown he'll give,
And all his valiant soldiers
Eternal life shall have.

3 Through grace I am determined
To conquer though I die;
And then away to Jesus

On wings of love I'll fly.
Farewell to sin and sorrow,
I bid you all adieu;

And O my friends be faithful,
And on your way pursue.
4 And if you meet with troubles
And trials on your way,
Then cast your care on Jesus,
And don't forget to pray:
Gird on the heavenly armor
Of faith and hope and love,
And when the combat's ended,
He'll carry you above.
5 O do not be discourag'd,

For Jesus is your friend;
And if you want more knowledge,
He'll not refuse to lend ;
Neither will he upbraid you,
Though oft'ner you request;
He'll give you grace to conquer,
And take you home to rest.
6 And when the last loud trumpet
Shall rend the vaulted skies,
And bid the entomb'd millions
From their cold beds arise,
Our ransom'd dust revived,
Bright beauties shall put on,
And soar to the blest mansion
Where our Redeemer's gone.

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FOUNTAIN in Jesus which runs always free,

For washing and cleansing such sinners as we! Our sins, though like crimson, inade white as the wool,

No lack in the fountain, but always is full.

2 All things now are ready, he invites us to come, The supper is made by the Father and Son; Rich bounties, rich dainties, here we may receive,

A living for ever,

if we will believe.

3 The guests which were bidden, refused the

call;

For they were not ready nor willing at all

To be stripp'd of their honor, and part with their store,

For a feast that was given and made for the poor.

4 If they are not ready, and wish to delay,

My house shall be filled, the Father doth say; The highways and hedges, the halt and the blind,

Shall come and be welcome, the Supper is mine.

5 He decks us with jewels,and rings of rich kind; A garment not woven, but richly refin'd Redeemed by Jesus, made heirs with the King, A plan of the Father, in glory to sing.

SI lay musing on my bed,

I thought on my Redeemer;

My heart did sing to Christ my King,
Who did my soul deliver

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CHORUS.

We're all united, heart and hand:
All in one band completely;

We're marching through Immanuel's land
Where the waters flow most sweetly.

2 Then I saw thousands hand in hand,
All on their way to heaven:
They were baptiz'd in Jesus' name,
And felt their sins forgiv'n.

3 As they march'd on they beheld a crown,
That was by Jesus purchas'd;
The sacred fire still rises higher,
While Jesus gives them conquest.

4 The trumpets sound, the armies shout,
The hosts of hell are driven;
Fight on, fight on, ye conq'ring souls,
The prize will soon be given.

5 When we arrive at joys on high,
To reign with Christ forever;

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There we shall drink full draughts of bliss,
From the pure source of pleasure.

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P. M.

The Jubilee.

HE Gospel Trumpet has been blown,
And caused poor sinners to return
To Jesus Christ our heavenly king,
To join and shout and praise and sing.
For we are on our march for glory,
We will sing salvation free.
Yes, we are on our march to glory,
Let us sound the Jubilee.