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His Face

Author: L. S. L. Hymnal: NSoP1916 #60 (1916) First Line: Have you seen the Saviour's face Refrain First Line: Yes, I've seen His blessed face Lyrics: 1 Have you seen the Saviour’s face In temptation’s trying hour; Have you proved that He can save From the cruel tempter’s pow’r? Refrain: Yes, I’ve seen His blessed face, In His heart I have a place; I have proved His love divine, Heard Him say “Child thou art mine.” 2 Have you seen the Saviour’s face, When your heart was torn with grief; Did His look of pitying love Fill your soul with sweet relief? [Refrain] 3 Have you seen the Saviour’s face, When your soul was fill’d with joy? Then you know that vision fair Naught but sin can e’er destroy. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Have you seen the Savior's face]

Master, the Tempest Is Raging

Author: H. R. P. Hymnal: NSoP1916 #61 (1916) Refrain First Line: The winds and the waves shall obey Thy will Languages: English Tune Title: [Master, the tempest is raging]

He Rolled the Sea Away

Author: Rev. H. J. Zelley Hymnal: NSoP1916 #62 (1916) First Line: When Israel out of bondage came Refrain First Line: Then forward still - 'tis Jehovah's will Languages: English Tune Title: [When Israel out of bondage came]

Here Am I, Send Me

Author: L. S. L. Hymnal: NSoP1916 #63 (1916) First Line: Now that harvest time is here Lyrics: 1 Now that harvest time is here, Will you be a volunteer, For the workers of the Lord are few, Will you answer, “Here am I, In Thy cause to do or die,” If the Master’s call should come to you. Refrain: Here am I, send me, Here am I, send me Over land or over sea; Wheresoe’er the need may be, Here am I, send me. 2 Sin is rife on ev’ry hand, ‘Tis no time to idle stand, Let us bravely enter in the fray; Speak to some one lost in sin Of the love of Christ within, Help to spread the gospel light today. [Refrain] 3 Lord, I consecrate to Thee, All I am, or hope to be, In Thy service I will e’er be true; Winning souls from sin’s dark night, To the glorious gospel light, Which alone can wasted lives renew. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Now that harvest time is here]

God’s Sacred Promise

Author: P. M. H. Hymnal: NSoP1916 #64 (1916) First Line: I stand in wonder and amazement Refrain First Line: That whosoever believeth in Him Lyrics: 1 I stand in wonder and amazement At Thee, O mighty One, To think that Thou didst give the world Thine only begotten Son. Refrain: That whosoever believeth in Him, That whosoever believeth in Him, That whosoever believeth in Him, Shall have everlasting life. 2 I thank Thee, kind and loving Father, For Jesus Christ, my Lord, And for the sacred promises Recorded in Thy word. [Refrain] 3 O Lord most holy, I believe Thee, Thy promises are sure; They’re founded on the solid Rock, And ever will endure. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [I stand in wonder and amazement]

The Little White Church on the Hill

Author: Rev. W. H. Haverfield Hymnal: NSoP1916 #65 (1916) First Line: There's a spot that is dearest of all on earth Lyrics: 1 There’s a spot that is dearest of all on earth, Its memory dwells with me still; ‘Tis the place where my parents for long years met, In the little white church on the hill. In the little white church on the hill, In the little white church on the hill, ‘Tis the place where my parents for long years met, In the little white church on the hill 2 ‘Tis a hundred full years since thy stones were laid, And the hands that then laid them are still; And the voices are silent that hymned God’s praise In the little white church on the hill. In the little white church on the hill, In the little white church on the hill, And the voices are silent that hymned God’s praise In the little white church on the hill 3 Her precincts are sacred; their graves are green, Where the fathers and mothers rest sill; Sweet their sleep, they are waiting the trumpet’s call, By the little white church on the hill. By the little white church on the hill, By the little white church on the hill, Sweet their sleep, they are waiting the trumpet’s call, By the little white church on the hill. 4 Then grant me this pray’r, that when life is spent, And the tumult and battle is still, That I, too, may sleep with the saints of God, By the little white church on the hill. By the little white church on the hill, By the little white church on the hill, That I, too, may sleep with the saints of God, By the little white church on the hill. Languages: English Tune Title: [There's a spot that is dearest of all on earth]

I Know My Mother’s There

Author: E. L. Hymnal: NSoP1916 #66 (1916) First Line: Oft I've heard my mother tell Lyrics: 1 Oft I’ve heard my mother tell Of a place where angels dwell; Of a city where there are no tears nor sighs; Where the streets are pav’d with gold, And there’s peace and joy untold In that city bright and fair beyond the skies; And I know my mother’s there, In that city bright and fair, In that beauteous, golden city, Yes, I know my mother’s there. 2 On that shining, golden shore, Bow’d with toil and care, no more, Lov’d ones gone before us dwell in peace and love; Angels sweetly carol there, O the joy and bliss they share In those mansions, bright and beautiful, above; And I know my mother’s there, In that city bright and fair, With those lov’d ones over yonder, Yes, I know my mother’s there. 3 In that wondrous, happy place Jesus reigns with pow’r and grace, And His children sing, His praises glad and free; In that city there’s no night, For the Saviour is the light, And His glory shines thro’ all eternity; And I know my mother’s there, In that city bright and fair, With her Saviour in His glory, Yes, I know my mother’s there. 4 O my spirit longs for rest, Fain would lean on Jesus’ breast; Longs to hear those strains of rapture thrill and air; Longs for love and joy and peace, All my cares and sorrows cease In that happy home with lov’d ones over there: For I know my mother’s there, In that city bright and fair, O my spirit longs for heaven, For I know my mother’s there. Languages: English Tune Title: [Oft I’ve heard my mother tell]

Tomorrow May Be Too Late

Author: A. G. Hymnal: NSoP1916 #67 (1916) First Line: The Master stands outside the door Lyrics: 1 The Master stands outside the door, He calls as oft He’s call’d before; Why suffer Him to longer wait? Tomorrow may be too late. Refrain: Tomorrow may be too late, Tomorrow may be too late; O come today, turn not away, Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow may be too late. 2 There is no joy so full, complete As that to sit at Jesus’ feet; Why not accept this high estate? Tomorrow may be too late. [Refrain] 3 The day into the past is gone, This moment only is thine own; Turn now thy face t’ward heaven’s gate, Tomorrow may be too late. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [The Master stands outside the door]

Close to Thee

Author: Fanny J. Crosby Hymnal: NSoP1916 #68 (1916) First Line: Thou my everlasting Portion Languages: English Tune Title: [Thou my everlasting Portion]

It’s Only Going Home

Author: J. L. H. Hymnal: NSoP1916 #69 (1916) First Line: I have heard of a river that's deep and wide Refrain First Line: For it's only going home Languages: English Tune Title: [I have heard of a river that’s deep and wide]