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• [Joh 1:43] Behold, The Master Passeth By

  Behold, the Master passeth by! O seest thou not His pleading eye? With low sad voice He calleth thee, “Leave this vain world, and follow Me.” O soul, bowed down with harrowing care, Hast thou no thought for Heaven to spare? From earthly toils lift up thine eye; Behold, the Master passeth by! One heard Him calling long ago, And straightway left all things below Counting his earthly gain as loss For Jesus and His blessèd cross. That “Follow Me” his faithful ear Seemed every day afresh to hear; Its echoes stirred his spirit still, And fired his hope, and nerved his will. God gently calls us every day: Why should we then our bliss delay? Thou, Lord, e’en now art calling me; I will leave all, and follow Thee.

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• [Joh 1:43] I Love To Walk With Jesus

  O I love to walk with Jesus Like the publicans of old, When He gathered them about Him And the blessèd tidings told; How He came to bring deliverance To the captives in distress, Take away our ev’ry burden, Giving perfect peace and rest. Refrain I will follow where He leadeth; I will pasture where He feedeth. I will follow all the way, Lord. I will follow Jesus ev’ry day. O I love to walk with Jesus Like the man of long ago Who had tarried by the wayside Near the gates of Jericho, Jesus heard his cry for mercy, Gave him back his sight that day, And immediately he followed Jesus all along the way. Refrain O I love to walk with Jesus All the way to Calv’ry’s brow, Gaze upon that scene of suffering While my tears of sorrow flow. There He tells me how He loves me— Takes my ev’ry sin away; So I follow Him so gladly, Lead me anywhere He may. Refrain O sometime I’ll walk with Jesus In that land of endless day, When our journey here is over And we’ve reached our home to stay. Then I’ll walk with him forever, Sing His praises o’er and o’er, And with all the saints in glory Love, and worship, and adore. Refrain

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• [Joh 1:43] Light Of God Is Falling, The

  The light of God is falling, Upon life’s common way; The Master’s voice is calling, “Come, walk with Me today”; No duty can seem lowly To him who lives with Thee, And all of life grows holy, O Christ of Galilee! Who shares his life’s pure pleasures, And walks the honest road, Who trades with heaping measures, And lifts his brother’s load, Who turns the wrong down bluntly, And lends the right a hand, He dwells in God’s own country, He tills the Holy Land. Where human lives are thronging In toil and pain and sin, While cloistered hearts are longing To bring the kingdom in, O Christ, the elder Brother Of proud and beaten men, When they have found each other, The kingdom will come then! Thy ransomed host in glory, All souls that sin and pray, Turn toward the cross that bore Thee; “Behold the Man!” they say; And while Thy church is pleading For all who would do good, We hear Thy true voice leading Our song of brotherhood.

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• [Joh 1:49] O Jesus, King Most Wonderful

  O Jesus, King most wonderful, Thou Conqueror renowned, Thou Sweetness most ineffable, In Whom all joys are found! When once Thou visitest the heart, Then truth begins to shine, Then earthly vanities depart, Then kindles love divine. O Jesus, Light of all below, Thou Fount of life and fire, Surpassing all the joys we know, And all we can desire! Thy wondrous mercies are untold, Through each returning day; Thy love exceeds a thousand fold, Whatever we can say. May every heart confess Thy Name; And ever Thee adore; And seeking Thee, itself inflame, To seek Thee more and more. Thee may our tongues forever bless; Thee may we love alone; And ever in our lives express The image of Thine own.

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• [Joh 1:50] Press On, Press On, Ye Workers

  Press on, press on, ye workers, Be loyal, brave and true: Great things the Lord is doing, And greater things will do; His army, still increasing With each revolving year, Shall send a sound of rapture forth That all the world shall hear. Refrain Rejoice, rejoice, ye workers all, rejoice! O clap your hands and sing, O clap your hands and sing! God’s holy Church shall triumph yet, Triumph yet, triumph yet, And He shall reign our King, Shall reign our King. The walls of leagued oppression To dust shall fall away; The sword of truth eternal, No pow’r on earth can stay; Tho’ all the hosts of darkness Were marshaled on the field, The Church of God would stand unmoved, With Christ her strength and shield. Refrain Behold her marching onward, In majesty sublime, Along the rolling prairies That bound our western clime; And soon from every hamlet On all our vast frontier Glad songs shall rise to Jesus, While the skeptics turn to hear. Refrain

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