No. 641.

F. W. Faber

Hark, Hark, My Soul

SAUNDERS. 11s & 10s, with Refrain

Hubert P. Main

1. Hark! hark, my soul! An-gel - ic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat 2. On-ward we go, for still we hear them singing, Come, wear-y souls, for Je-sus bids you 3. Far, far way, like bells at evening peal - ing, The voice of Je sus sounds o'er land and

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shore; come; sea;

How sweet the truth those bless-ed strains are tell - ing Of
And through the dark, its echoes sweet-ly ring -ing, The
And la den souls, by thousands meekly steal - ing, Kind Shepherd, turn their

that new life when mu - sic of the

First Tune, No. 109.

No. 642. Come, Children, Lift Your Voices

C. F. Hernaman

TOURS. C. M. D.

Berthold Tours

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E'en angels from the heav'nly seats Our grateful gladness share. Come, children, lift your voices, Bear fruit to life E-ter - nal,

And be for

ev er Thine.

And sing with us to - day,

As to the Lord our Saviour, Our grateful vows we pay.