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1I SALVATION! oh, salvation; en- dearing, precious sound! Shout, shout the Wword salvation!““ to earth's remotest bound. Cthe lost, Salvation for the guilty, salvation for Salvation for the wretched, the sad, and sorrow-tossed.

2 Salvation for the aged, salvation for the young,(with joyful tongue; Salvation eten for children, proclaim

28 7.6. I ILAXVmy sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God; He bears them all and fréees us From the aecursed load. Ibring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains, White in His blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. 2 Ilay my wants on Jesus; All fulness dwells in him; He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem. Ilay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares; He from them all releases, He all my sorrows shares.

2337.6. HE BELOVED

1 HOW lost was my condition, Till Jesus made me whole; There is but one Physician, Can cure a sin-sick soul. Next door to death He found me, And snatched me from the grave, To tell to all around me His wondrous power to save.

2 The worst of all diseases Is light compared with sin; On every part it seizes, But rages most within. 234 7.6. THE OLD,

1 TELLme the old, old story,

Of unseen things above,

Of Jesus and His glory, Of Jesus and His Iove.

Tell me the story simply, As to à little child,

For ILam weak and weary, And helpless and defiled.

2 Jell me the story slowly,

That Imay take it in—

That wonderful redemption, God's remedy for sin.

Tell me the story often, For I forget so soon,

The early dew“ of morning Has passed away at noon.

Hymns on this page to Tune 229.

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Salvation for the wealthy, salvation for the poor,(evermore. Salvation for the lowly, e'en life for

3 Salvation without money, salvation without price,(doth suffice: Salvation without labour—believing Salvation now—this moment! then Why, Oh! why deélay? Vou may not see to-morrow; now is

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3 I rest my soul on Jesus,

This weary soul of mine;

ö His right hand me embraces,

Ion His breast recline.

Llove the name of Jesus,

Immanuel, Christ the Lord;

Like fragrance on the breezes, His name abroad is poured.

4 Lleng to be like Jesus,

Meek, loving, lowly, mild; Llong to be like Jesus,

The Father's holy child. Llong to be with Jesus,

Amid the heavenly throng; To sing with saints His praises,

To learn the angels' song.

PHVSICIAN. J. NXWrON. Tis palsy, poison, fever,

And madness, all combined! And none but a believer

The least relief can find.

3 At length this great Physician (How matchless is His grace l) Accepted my petition, And undertook my case; First gave me sight to view Him, For sin my sight had sealed; Then bid me look unto Him: Llooked, and IWas healed.

Miss HANEEX. 3 Tell me the story softly, With earnest tones and grave; Remember! L'm the sinner Whom Jesus cameè to save. Tell me that story always, If you would really be, In any time of trouble, A comforter to me.

4 Tell me the same old story, When you have causè to fear That this world's empty glory Is costing me too dear. Ves, and when that world's glory Is dawning on my soul, Tell me the old, old story, Christ Jesus makes thee whole.“

See also 235, 5, 16, 51, 55, 130.