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If any man will come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and
NAKE up thy cross,' the Saviour said,
2 Take up thy cross: let not its weight
mp 3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame,
To save thy soul from death and hell.
And brace thy heart, and nerve thine arm.
Take up thy cross, then, in His strength,
"T will guide thee to a better home,
mp 5 Take up thy cross, and follow Christ,
For only he who bears the cross
When a poor outcast heard Thee there
In spirit, Lord, we've sat with Thee
Of life and peace, and heard Thee there
Dead to the world, we dream no more
mf 6 No hope of rest in aught beside,
W. H. HAVERGAL.
Whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst.'
WEET was the hour, O Lord, to Thee,
'He laid His hands on every one of them, and healed them.'
Was strong to heal and save;
It triumphed o'er disease and death,
To Thee they went-the blind, the dumb,
The leper with his tainted life,
The sick with fevered frame;
'He rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. and there was a great calm.'
NIERCE raged the tempest o'er the
mf 2 Save, Lord, we perish,' was their cry,
Thy word above the storm rose high,
J. B. DYKES.
m 4 So, when our life is clouded o'er,
Say, lest we sink to rise no more,
And the wind ceased,
The wild winds hushed, the angry
Sank like a little child to sleep,
And storm-winds drift us from the shore,
mp 2 When we dimly trace Thy form
Be the echo of the storm,
'They see Jesus walking on the sea and they were afraid. them, It is I; he not afraid.'
mp 3 When our brightest hopes depart,
When our fairest visions fade,
HEN the dark waves round
When we weep
6 When we feel the end is near,
Passing into death's dark shade, May the voice be strong and clear, 'It is I; be not afraid.'
Sinks the spirit, sore dismayed, Breathe Thou then the comfort strain, 'It is I; be not afraid.'