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widows desolate.
Through all eternity to Thee A joyful song I'll raise;
Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain, Fill up the roll But oh! eternity's too short To utter all Thy praise.
elect, Then take Thy power and reign: Appear, Desire of Nations, Thine
exiles long for home; Show in the heavens Thy promised sign; Thou Prince
and SAVIOUR come. Hymn 400
CHRIST will gather in His own To the place where He is gone, Where their
heart and treasure lie, Where our life is hid on high.
Hymn 264 Day by day the voice saith, "come, Enter thine eternal home." Asking not if
My GOD, my FATHER, while I stray, Far from my home, on life's rough way, we can spare This dear soul it summons there.
O teach me fro my heart to say, "Thy will be done." Had He ask'd us, well we know We should cry, "O spare this blow" Yes, with
streaming tears should pray, "LORD, we love him, let him stay."
Though dark my path, and say my lot, Let me be still and murmur not, But the LORD doth nought amiss, And, since He hath order'd this, We have
Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, "Thy will be done." nought to do but still Rest in silence on His Will.
Many a hearts no longer here, Ah! was all too inly dear; Yes, O love, 'tis
What Though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved no longer nigh, Thou dost call, Thou wilt be our All in all.
Submissive would I still reply, "Thy will be done."
Hymn 231
For ever with the LORD!" Amen; so let it be; Life from the dead is in that
If Thou shouldst call me to resign, What most I prize, it ne'er was mine; word, "Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet
I only yield Thee what is thine; "Thy will be done." nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Let but my fainting heart be blest, With thy sweet Spirit for its guest, My FATHER's house on high, Home of my soul, how near At times to faith's
My GOD, to Thee I leave the rest; "Thy will be done." foreseeing eye Thy golden gates appear! Ah! then my SPIRIT faints To reach
the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above.
Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away, All that
now makes it hard to say, "Thy will be done". "For ever with the LORD!" FATHER, if "tis Thy will, The promise of that faithful
word Even here to me full. Be Thou at my right hand, Then can I never fail;
Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand, Fight, and I must prevail.
Hymn 517
WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, Who when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall
My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm GOD, escape from death, And life eternal gain. Knowing as I am known, How
lost In wonder, love, and praise. shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the Throne, "For ever with the
LORD!"
Unnumber'd comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestow'd,
Before my infant heart conceived Hymn 609
From Whom those comforts ow'd. Safe home safe home in port! Rent cordage, shatter'd deck, Torn sails,
provision short, And only not a wreck: But oh! the joy upon the shore To tell
When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, our voyage - perils o'er!
Thine arm unseen convey'd me safe, And led me up to man.
The prize, the prize secure! The athlete nearly fell; Bare all he could endure,
Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue, And bare not always well; But he may smile at troubles gone Who sets the
And after death in distant worlds The glorious theme renew. victor garland on.
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MADAM JANET VANDRPUIJE