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JESUS IS PASSING BY.
“THE RESOLVE.”
The voice of joyful ones I hear,
It warbles sweet and high;
Arise, my soul, the Lord is near,—
Jesus is passing by!
It warbles sweet and high;
Arise, my soul, the Lord is near,—
Jesus is passing by!
Long have I waited at the pool;
Why should I longer stay?
Come, Saviour, make my spirit whole;
My Saviour, come away!
Why should I longer stay?
Come, Saviour, make my spirit whole;
My Saviour, come away!
No longer will I, listless, wait;
No more, excuses frame;
No more with earth and sin debate;
No more Thy goodness blame.
No more, excuses frame;
No more with earth and sin debate;
No more Thy goodness blame.
The world no more shall have my heart;
I will rebel no more;
From cherished sin, to-day, I part,
And sparing Love adore.
I will rebel no more;
From cherished sin, to-day, I part,
And sparing Love adore.
The chief of sinners, Lord! I come,
And cast myself on Thee;
Thou art the weary wanderer's home,—
My home, dear Saviour, be!
And cast myself on Thee;
Thou art the weary wanderer's home,—
My home, dear Saviour, be!
The work is done; my God is mine,—
Glory to God! I sing;
Jesus, the glory all be Thine;
Let all creation ring!
Glory to God! I sing;
Jesus, the glory all be Thine;
Let all creation ring!
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