Social Hymn Book for the Church of the Saviour

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Page 14 - When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man.
Page 35 - A CHARGE to keep I have A God to glorify, A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky...
Page 10 - Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now — and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ; You on Jesus' throne shall rest : There your seat is now prepared — There your kingdom and reward.
Page 1 - As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth : For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone ; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Page 18 - O thou by whom we come to God— The life, the truth, the way ; The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; Lord, teach us how to pray.
Page 11 - Through ages past and gone; Nor ever can exhausted be, But still keeps flowing on. 5 Through the whole earth it pours supplies, Spreads joy through every part : O may such love attract my eyes, And captivate my heart ! 6 My highest admiration raise, My best affections move ! Employ my tongue in songs of praise, And fill my heart with love ! 128.
Page 5 - Direction. 1 ETERNAL Source of life and light ! Supremely good and wise ! To thee we bring our grateful vows, To thee lift up our eyes. 2 Our dark and erring minds illume With truth's celestial rays ; Inspire our hearts with sacred love, And tune our lips to praise. 3 Safely conduct us, by thy grace, Through life's perplexing road ; And place us, when that journey 's o'er At thy right hand, O God ! 74.
Page 24 - He comes the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held; The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield.
Page 30 - Ye fearful saints ! fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 22 - FATHER of mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name adored, For these celestial lines.

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