I love the Lord, for my request
And humble plea He makes His care;
In Him through life my faith shall rest,
For He both hears and answers prayer.

Brought nigh to death and full of grief,
The Lord’s salvation I besought;
He heard my cry, and sent relief,
My soul from depths of woe He brought.

Most kind and righteous is the Lord,
Our God is merciful indeed;
Delighting ever to afford
His help to me in time of need.

Return unto thy rest, my soul,
The Lord has richly dealt with thee,
Delivered thee from death’s control,
From sin and sorrow set thee free.

Since He has freed mine eyes from tears
And kept my feet from evil ways,
Redeemed from life’s distressing fears,
With Him I walk, and Him I praise.

In my affliction and my pain,
When fears alarmed and hopes deceived,
I found all human helpers vain,
But in the Lord my soul believed.

I love the Lord; He heard my cries,
And pitied every groan;
Long as I live, when troubles rise,
I’ll hasten to His throne.

I love the Lord; He bowed His ear,
And chased my griefs away;
O let my heart no more despair,
While I have breath to pray!

My flesh declined, my spirits fell,
And I drew near the dead;
While inward pangs and fears of hell
Perplexed my wakeful head.

“My God,” I cried, “Thy servant save,
Thou ever good and just;
Thy power can rescue from the grave,
Thy power is all my trust.”

The Lord beheld me sore distressed,
He bid my pains remove;
Return, my soul, to God thy rest,
For thou hast known His love.

My God hath saved my soul from death,
And dried my falling tears;
Now to His praise I’ll spend my breath,
And my remaining years.

I Love the Lord; He heard my voice,
And owned my humble prayer:
He makes my broken heart rejoice:
He makes my soul His care.

When hosts of foes beset me round,
And threatened to destroy,
In Him the wished relief I found;
My heart revived with joy.

The pains of hell, and fears of death,
Encompassed me around;
To Him I cried with faltering breath,
And full deliverance found.

Long as I live, I’ll bless His Name,
And triumph in His Word;
By Him alone salvation came,
Who is the mighty Lord.

Trust ye the Lord, nor yield to fear;
On His rich love depend:
He will preserve you while you’re here,
And save you to the end.

O gracious God, whose constant care
Supplies our golden days,
Whose joyous fellowship we share
At work, at rest, in play and prayer—
Accept our heartfelt praise.

We thank Thee, Father, for each word,
Each thought-revealing truth,
For prophet voices gladly heard,
For darling dreams, for friends who stirred
The fragile wills of youth.

Companion of this sacred hour,
Renew in us each day
Our lofty purpose; grant us power
That worthy thoughts in deeds may flower,
In Christlike lives, we pray.

I’ve found a Friend, who is all to me,
His love is ever true;
I love to tell how He lifted me
And what His grace can do for you.

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Saved by His power divine,
Saved to new life sublime!
Life now is sweet and my joy is complete,
For I’m saved, saved, saved!

He saves me from every sin and harm,
Secures my soul each day;
I’m leaning strong on His mighty arm;
I know He’ll guide me all the way.

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When poor and needy and all alone,
In love He said to me,
“Come unto Me and I’ll lead you home,
To live with Me eternally.”

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Come, soul, and find thy rest,
No longer be distressed;
Come to thy Savior’s breast;
O don’t stay away.

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Prayers are ascending now,
Angels are bending now,
Both worlds are blending now,
Don’t stay away.

Dark is the world, and cold,
Her cares cannot be told;
Come to thy Savior’s fold;
O don’t stay away.

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Come with thy load of sin,
Christ died thy soul to win;
Now He will take thee in;
O don’t stay away.

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Time, here, will soon be past,
Moments are flying fast;
Judgment will come at last;
O don’t stay away.

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Come, O we pray thee, come,
Come, and no longer roam;
Come now, and start for home,
O don’t stay away.

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What shall I render to my God
For all His kindness shown?
My feet shall visit Thine abode,
My songs address Thy throne.

Among the saints that fill Thine house
My off’rings shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul in anguish made.

How much is mercy Thy delight,
Thou ever blessèd God!
How dear Thy servants in Thy sight!
How precious is their blood!

How happy all Thy servants are!
How great Thy grace to me!
My life, which thou hast made Thy care,
Lord, I devote to Thee.

Now I am Thine, forever Thine,
Nor shall my purpose move
Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,
And bound me with Thy love.

Here in Thy courts I leave my vow,
And Thy rich grace record;
Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.

What shall I render to my God
For all His mercy’s store?
I’ll take the gifts He hath bestowed,
And humbly ask for more.

The sacred cup of saving grace
I will with thanks receive,
And all His promises embrace,
And to His glory live.

My vows I will to His great Name
Before His people pay,
And all I have, and all I am,
Upon His altar lay.

Thy lawful servant, Lord, I owe
To Thee whate’er is mine,
Born in Thy family below,
And by redemption thine.

Thy hands created me, Thy hands
From sin have set me free,
The mercy that hath loosed my bands
Hath bound me fast to Thee.

The God of all redeeming grace
My God I will proclaim,
Offer the sacrifice of praise,
And call upon His Name.

Praise Him, ye saints, the God of love,
Who hath my sins forgiven,
Till, gathered to the church above,
We sing the songs of Heaven.

What shall I render to the Lord
For all His benefits to me?
How shall my soul, by grace restored,
Give worthy thanks, O Lord, to Thee?

Salvation’s cup of blessing now
I take, and call upon God’s Name;
Before His saints I pay my vow
And here my gratitude proclaim.

His saints the Lord delights to save,
Their death is precious in His sight;
He has redeemed me from the grave,
And in His service I delight.

With thankful heart I offer now
My gift, and call upon God’s Name;
Before His saints I pay my vow
And here my gratitude proclaim.

Within His house, the house of prayer,
I dedicate myself to God;
Let all His saints His grace declare
And join to sound His praise abroad.

What shall I render to the Lord,
What shall my offering be,
For all the gracious benefits
He has bestowed on me?

Salvation’s cup my soul will take
While to the Lord I pray,
And with His people I will meet,
My thankful vows to pay.

Not lightly does the Lord permit
His chosen saints to die;
From death Thou hast delivered me,
Thy servant, Lord, am I.

Within His house, the house of prayer,
My soul shall bless the Lord,
And praises to His holy Name
Let all His saints accord.