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2 It tells me of a place of rest,
It tells me where my soul may flee: |
Heavenward direct thy weeping eye; I am thy portion; Come to Mel" |
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0, to the weary, faint, oppressed,
How sweet the bidding, " Come to Me 1 " 4 0 voice of mercy, voice of love I
In conflict, grief, and agony,
3 " Come, for all else must fail and die; Support me, cheer me from above,
Earth is no resting-place for thee; And gently whisper, " Come to Mel "
Charlotte Elliott, 1841
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iS Take up Thy cross; let not its weight [ Fill thy weak spirit with alarm; His strength shall bear thy spirit up, And brace thy heart, and nerve thine arm.
.3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame; Nor let the foolish pride rebel; |
The Lord for thee the cross endured, To save thy soul from death and hell.
4 Take up thy cross and follow Christ, Nor think till death to lay it down;
For only he who bears the cross
May hope to wear the glorious crown. Charles W. Everest, 1833 |
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