My gracious Redeemer I love, His praises aloud I'll proclaim: And join with the armies above, To shout his adorable name. To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ; To see them incessantly shine, My boundless, ineffable joy. 2 He freely redeemed with his blood My soul from the confines of hell, To live on the smiles of my God, And in his sweet presence to dwell:-- To shine with the angels in light, With saints and with seraphs to sing, To view, with eternal delight, My Jesus, my Savior, my King! B. Francis. 328 The Lily of the Valley. P.M. _The Abiding Friend._ I have found a friend in Jesus, he's everything to me, He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul; The Lily of the Valley, in him alone I see All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole. In sorrow he's my comfort, in trouble he's my stay, He tells me ev'ry care on him to roll. He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright and Morning Star, He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. 2 He all my griefs has taken, and all my sorrows borne; In temptation he's my strong and mighty tower; I have all for him forsaken, and all my idols torn From my heart, and now he keeps me by his power. Tho' all the world forsake me, and Satan tempt me sore, Thro' Jesus I shall safely reach the goal. He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright and Morning Star, He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. 3 He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here, While I live by faith and do his blessed will; A wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear, With his manna he my hungry soul shall fill. Then sweeping up to glory to see his blessed face, Where rivers of delight shall ever roll. He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright and Morning Star, He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. 329 Glory to His Name. P.M. _Praise to Christ._ Down at the cross where my Savior died. Down where for cleansing from sin I cried; There to my heart was the blood applied; Glory to his name. Cho.--Glory to his name, Glory to his name, There to my heart was the blood applied, Glory to his name. 2 I am so wondrously saved from sin, Jesus so sweetly abides within; There at the cross where he took me in; Glory to his name. 3 Oh, precious fountain that saves from sin, I am so glad, I have entered in; There Jesus saves me and keeps me clean; Glory to his name. 4 Come to this fountain, so rich and sweet, Cast thy poor soul at the Savior's feet; Plunge in to-day and be made complete; Glory to his name. Rev. E.A. Hoffman. 330 Balerma. C.M. _Lamenting the Absence of the Spirit._ (625) Oh, for a closer walk with God! A calm and heavenly frame! A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word?