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Whereas I was blind, now I see.
John ix. 25.

1 LORD, I was blind: I could not see
In Thy marred visage any grace;
But now the beauty of Thy face
In radiant vision dawns on me.
2 Lord, I was deaf: I could not hear
The thrilling music of Thy voice;
But now I hear Thee and rejoice,
And all Thy uttered words are dear.
3 Lord, I was dumb: I could not speak
The grace and glory of Thy Name;
But now, as touched with living flame,
My lips Thine eager praises wake.
4 Lord, I was dead: I could not stir
My lifeless soul to come to Thee;
But now, since Thou hast quickened me,
I rise from sin's dark sepulchre.

5 Lord, Thou hast made the blind to see,
The deaf to hear, the dumb to speak,
The dead to live; and lo, I break
The chains of my captivity.

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The life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave Himself for me.-Gal. ii. 20. 1 0 JESUS CHRIST, grow Thou in me, And all things else recede;

My heart be daily nearer Thee.
From sin be daily freed.

2 Each day let Thy supporting might
My weakness still embrace;

My darkness vanish in Thy light,
Thy life my death efface.

8 In Thy bright beams which on me fall
Fade every evil thought;

That I am nothing, Thou art all,
I would be daily taught.

4 Make this poor self grow less and less
Be Thou my life and aim;
O make me daily, through Thy grace,
More worthy of Thy Name;

5 Daily more filled with Thee my heart,
Daily from self more free

Thou, to whom prayer did strength impart,
Of my prayer hearer be.

6 Let faith in Thee and in Thy might
My every motive move,
Be Thou alone my soul's delight,
My passion and my love.

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65.65.65.65. ADA CAMBRIDGE. In Him was life; and the life was the light of men.-John i. 4.

1 JESUS, great Redeemer,

Source of Life Divine,
In our souls for ever

Grant the life to shine:
Source of life eternal,

Hope and peace restore;
Light of life immortal,
Shine for evermore.

2 Bread for sinners broken,

Bread of life indeed;

Manna for the hungry,
In their sorest need;
Pledge of our salvation,
How we thirst for Thee-
Cup of heavenly blessing,
Wine of charity.

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8 Thou, O holy Saviour,
Come and enter in;
Cleanse away the impress
Of our dreadful sin:
Make us pure, we pray Thee,
Thou who art so pure;

And, O let Thy likeness
In our hearts endure.

4 Spirit, Holy Spirit,

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Aid us with Thy love;
Give Thy gentle presence,
Ever-blessed Dove.
Father, O receive us
Now for Jesus' sake,
And our feeble worship
Condescend to take.

If I may but touch His garment, I shall
be whole.- Matt. ix. 21..

1 Nor Thy garment's hem alone
My trembling faith would hold,
Though Divine compassion shone
Beneath its sacred fold:

Thou didst own her mute appeal,
Who besought Thy power to heal.
2 Earthly robes, which Thou didst wear
Thy glories to enshroud,

Could remedial virtue bear

To one amid the crowd:

More than mortal health I crave,
Now Thou art enthroned to save.

3 Mediating Priest above,

My languid spirit faints

To be clothed with joy and love,

The righteousness of saints."
Great Redeemer, clothe me in.
Robes which Thou hast died to win

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W. T. MATSON.

Christ liveth in me.-Gal. ii. 20.
10 BLESSED Life-the heart at rest
When all without tumultuous seems-
That trusts a higher Will, and deems
That higher Will, not mine, the best.
2 O blessed Life-the mind that sees
Whatever change the years may bring,
A mercy still in everything,

And shining through all mysteries.
8 O blessed Life-the soul that soars,
When sense of mortal sight is dim,
Beyond the sense-beyond to Him
Whose love unlocks the heavenly doors.
4 O blessed Life-heart, mind, and soul,
From self-born aims and wishes free,
In all at one with Deity,

And loyal to the Lord's control.

5 O Life, how blessed, how divine,
High Life, the earnest of a higher :
Saviour, fulfil my deep desire,
And let this blessed Life be mine.

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H. HARBAUGH.*

For to me to live is Christ, and to die

is gain. Phil. i. 21.

JESUS, I live to thee,

Thou loveliest and best;

My life in Thee, Thy life in me-
In Thy blest love I rest.

Jesus, I die to Thee,

Whenever death shall come;

To die to Thee is life to me,
In my eternal home.

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Whether to live or die,

I know not which is best:
To live to Thee is bliss to me,
To die is endless rest.

Living or dying, Lord,
I ask but to be Thine:
My life in Thee, Thy life in m3,

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Makes heaven for ever mine.

As we have borne the image of the earthy, we shall also bear the image of the heavenly.-1 Cor. xv. 49.

1 0 MEAN may seem this house of clay,
Yet 'twas the Lord's abode;

Our feet may mourn this thorny way,
Yet here Emmanuel trod.

2 This fleshly robe the Lord did wear,
This watch the Lord did keep,
These burdens sore the Lord did bear,
These tears the Lord did weep.

8 Our very frailty brings us near
Unto the Lord of heaven;

To every grief, to every tear,

Such glory strange is given. 4 But not this fleshly robe alone

Shall link us, Lord, to Thee;
Not only in the tear and moan
Shall the dear kindred be:

5 We shall be reckoned for Thine own,
Because Thy Heaven we share,
Because we sing around Thy throne,
And Thy bright raiment wear.

6 0 wondrous grace, our life to live,
To make our earth divine:

O matchless grace, Thy heaven to give,
And lift our life to Thine.