Come, all ye saints of God, Wide through the earth abroad, Spread Jesus’ fame: Tell what his love hath done; Trust in his name alone; Shout to his lofty throne, “Worthy the Lamb!” 2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears! Dry up your mournful tears; Swell the glad theme: To Christ, our gracious King, Strike each melodious string; Join heart and voice to sing, “Worthy the Lamb!” 3 Hark! how the choirs above, Filled with the Saviour’s love, Dwell on his name! There, too, may we be found, With light and glory crowned; While all the heavens resound, “Worthy the Lamb!” 928 6s & 4s. Nearer to thee. Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee! E’en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee! 2 Though like the wanderer, Daylight all gone, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone; Yet in my dreams I’d be Nearer, my God, to thee— Nearer to thee! 3 There let the way appear, Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee! Nearer to thee. 4 Then, with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs, Bethel I’ll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer my God, to thee— Nearer to thee! 5 Or, if on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly; Still all my song shall be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 929 12s & 11s. My God and my all. While thou, O my God, art my help and defender, No cares can o’erwhelm me, no terrors appall: The wiles and the snares of this world will but render More lively my hope in my God and my all. 2 Yes; thou art my refuge in sorrow and danger; My strength when I suffer; my hope when I fall; My comfort and joy in this land of the stranger; My treasure, my glory, my God, and my all. 3 To thee, dearest Lord, will I turn without ceasing, Though grief may oppress me or sorrow befall; And love thee, till death, my blest spirit releasing, Secures to me Jesus, my God and my all. 4 And when thou demandest the life thou hast given, With joy will I answer thy merciful call; And quit thee on earth, but to find thee in heaven— My portion for ever, my God and my all. 930 11s & 10s. A little while. John 14:19. O for the peace that floweth as a river, Making life’s desert places bloom and smile; O for that faith to grasp the glad For ever, Amid the shadows of earth’s Little While!