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Hark, hark,my soul,

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1 ARK, hark, my soul, angelic songs are 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, swelling

The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea;

And laden souls, by thousands meekly stealing, O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat

Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. shore: How sweet the truth those blessed strains are 4 Rest comes at length: though life be long and telling

dreary, Of that new life when sin shall be no more! The day must dawn and darksome night be past; Angels of Jesus, angels of light,

All journeys end in welcomes to the weary, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night!

And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at

last. 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,

5 Angels, sing on, your faithful watches keeping; "Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come,”

Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above; And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, The music of the gospel leads us home.

And life's long shadows break in cloudless love.

Frederick W. Faber, 1854: v. 5, lines 3, 4, alt.

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When on my day of life the night is fall-ing, And, in the winds from unsunn'd spaces

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I hear far voic - es out of darkness call-ing My feet to paths unknown. Amen.

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3 Be near me when all else is from me drifting, –

Earth, sky, home's pictures, days of shade and shine,
And kindly faces to my own uplifting

The love which answers mine.

4 I have but Thee, my Father, let Thy Spirit

Be with me then to comfort and uphold !
No gate of pearl, no branch of palm I merit,

Nor street of shining gold.

5 Suffice it if- my good and ill unreckoned,

And both forgiven through Thy abounding grace-
I find myself by hands familiar beckoned

Unto my fitting place,

6 Some humble door among Thy many mansions,

Some sheltering shade where sin and striving cease-
And flows forever through heaven's green expansions

The river of Thy peace.
7 There, from the music round about me stealing,

I fain would learn the new and holy song,
And find at last, beneath Thy trees of healing,
The life for which I long.

John Greenleaf Whittier, 1882

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Who will serve the King ?
Who will be His helpers

Other lives to bring?
Who will leave the world's side?

Who will face the foe?
Who is on the Lord's side ?
Who for Him will go?
By Thy call of mercy,

By "I'hy grace divine,
We are on the Lord's side,

Saviour, we are Thine. 2 Not for weight of glory,

Not for crown and palm,
Enter we the army,

Raise the warrior psalm;
But for love that claimeth

Lives for whom He died :
He whom Jesus nameth
Must be on His side.
By Thy love constraining,

By Thy grace divine,
We are on the Lord's side,

Saviour, we are Thine.

3 Jesus, Thou hast bought us,

Not with gold or gem,
But with Thine own life-blood,

For Thy diadem:
With Thy blessing filling

Each who comes to Thee,
Thou hast made us willing,
Thou hast made us free.
By Thy grand redemption,

By 'l'hy grace divine,
We are on the Lord's side,

Saviour, we are Thine. 4 Fierce may be the conflict,

Strong may be the foe, But the King's own army

None can overthrow :
Round His standard ranging,

Victory is secure;
For His truth unchanging
Makes the triumph sure,
Joyfully enlisting

By Thy grace divine,
We are on the Lord's side,
Saviour, we are Thine.

Frances R. Havergal, 1877

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for the night is coming: Work through the morning hours; Work while the dew is sparkling;

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Give to each flying minute

Something to keep in store;
Work, for the night is coming,

When man works no more.

Work 'mid springing flowers; Work while the day grows brighter,

Under the glowing sun; Work, for the night is coming,

When man's work is done.

2 Work, for the night is coming:

Work through the sunny noon; Fill the bright hours with labor,

Rest comes sure and soon;

3 Work, for the night is coming:

Under the sunset skies,
While their bright tints are glowing,

Work, for daylight flies;
Work till the last beam fadeth,

Fadeth to shine no more;
Work, while the night is darkening,
When man's work is o'er.

Anna L. Coghill, 1854

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