Alas and did my Saviour bleed, and did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head for sinners such as I?
Was it for sins that I have done He suffered on the tree?
Amazing pity, Grace unknown, and Love beyond degree!

Well might the sun in darkness hide and shut His glory

Dear refuge of my weary soul
On you when sorrows rise
On you when waves of troubles roll
My faint and hope relies

To you I tell each rising grief
For you alone can heal
Your word can bring a sweet relief
For every pain I feel
For every pain I feel

And oh

Only faintly now I see Him
With the darkened veil between
But a blessed day is coming
When His glory shall be seen

What rejoicing in His presence
When are banished grief and pain
When the crooked ways are straightened
And the dark things shall be plain

Face to

Father Winter in his heart of gloom
Hums a carol of a coming bloom
All departed to the Lord will rise
For the harvest of the open skies
From the soil and beneath the foam
See Him carrying the harvest home
Broken bodies and their hollowed bones
Buried underneath such h

You are gone to the grave
But we will not mourn you
Although sorrow and darkness
Gather round your tomb

The savior has passed through
Death's door before you
May His lamp guide us through

You are gone to the grave
And your cradle is empty
Here with us you

To see the law by Christ fulfilled, to hear His pardoning voice
Can change a slave into a child and duty into choice
No strength of nature can suffice to serve the Lord aright
And what she has she misapplies for want of clearer light

How long, how long beneath the law I lay

When my lifework is ended, and I cross the swelling tide
When the bright and glorious morn I see
I will know my Redeemer when I reach the other side
For He will be the first to welcome me

I will know Him, I will know Him

Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to c

Jesus, Savior, pilot me
Over life’s tempestuous sea
Unknown waves before me roll
Hiding rock and treacherous shoal
Chart and compass come from Thee
Savior, pilot me

Though the sea be smooth and bright
Sparkling with the stars of night
And my ship’s path be ablaz

Shall we gather at the river
Where bright angel feet have trod
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God?
On the margin of the river
Washing up its silver spray
We will talk and worship ever
All the happy golden day

Yes, we’ll gather at the rive

There's a song in the air
There's a star in the sky
There's a mother's deep prayer
And a baby's low cry
And the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing

There's a shouting of joy at the wonderful birth
For the virgin's sweet Boy is the Lord of the earth
And the

In shadows of the night, faith mounts the upper sky
Behold my heart’s delight, I would rejoice to die
Rise above my pain, cross death’s cold stormy main
With joy out strip the wind
And leave this world of sin behind

Sweet rivers
Sweet rivers
Sweet rivers of redeemin

The sands of time are sinking, the dawn of Heaven breaks
The summer morn I've sighed for—the fair, sweet morn awakes
Dark had been the midnight, but dayspring is at hand

The King there in His beauty, without a veil is seen
It was a well-spent journey, though death lay in betwee

What wondrous love is this, oh my soul?
What wondrous love is this, that caused the Lord of Bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul?

When I was sinking down, sinking down
When I was sinking down beneath God’s righteous frown
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul

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