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See! From the Morning Land.

Words by FANNY CROSBY.

Music by Dr. H. R. PALMER. By per.

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1. See! from the morning land, O - ver its gold- en strand Love spreads her wings; Where, from a troubled sleep, 2. Oh, how her welcome voice Bids them in hope re-joice, Calms ev'ry fear;

3. Hail, Thou Anointed one, God's own e- ter- nal Son, Glo - ry to Thee;

Sweet-ly we hear her say,
Thou our ex- alt- ed Lord,

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Never Forsaken.

Words by Rev. R. W. TODD.

Music by HARRY SANDERS.

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1. How oft life's burdens press me down, Till in the dust I'm ly

ing,

De-spoiled by sin of man-hood's 2. When, 'mid the battle's dread array, I'm stricken, sore and bleed-ing, When foes, ex-ult - ing, from the 3. When sickness wastes, and nature pines, And death's dire shafts are flying; When in the vale, whose shadowy

crown, Wounded by them and dy - ing;
fray, My soul are cap-tive lead-ing;
lines, Surround me when I'm dy-ing;

But, as

of old, a Friend draws near, And to His bosom tak - ing The blood-stained Prince from Edom comes, In mighty strength awaking; When by the storms of death and hell, My faith and hope are shaken,

Never Forsaken.-CONCLUDED.

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On my bo- som I'll take thee; What from my love shall sev - er? I'll for-sake thee, no, nev - er!"