This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1879 Excerpt: ...That Jesus may be all in all. J. FAWCETT. 475 WHEN our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'erfiow, When we mourn the lost and dear, Jesus, Lord and Saviour, hear 2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn; Thou our mortal griefs hast borne; Thou hast shed the human tear; Jesus, Lord and Saviour, hear 3 Thou hast bowed the dying head; Thou the blood of life hast shed; Thou hast filled a mortal bier; Jesus, Lord and Saviour, hear 4 When the heart is sad within, With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Lord and Saviour, hear 5 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known; Though the sins were not Thine own, Thou hast deigned their load to bear; Jesus, Lord and Saviour, hear H. TI. MII.MAN. WHEN the dark waves round us roll, And we look in vain for aid, Speak, Lord, to the trembling soul, --"It is I; be not afraid.' z When we dimly trace Thy form In mysterious clouds arrayed, Be the echo of the storm, --'It is I; be not afraid.' 3 When our brightest hopes depart, When our fairest visions fade. Whisper to the fainting heart, --'it is I; be not afraid.' 4 When we weep beside the bier Where some well-loved form is laid, O may then the mourner hear, --'It is I; be not afraid.' 5 When with wearing hopeless pain Sinks the spirit sore dismayed. Breathe Thou then the comfort-strain, --'It is I; be not afraid.' 6 When we feel the end is near. Passing into death's dark shade, May the voice be strong and clear, --1 It is I; be not afraid.' w. w. HOW. HE sendeth sun, He sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower; And joys and tears alike are sent To give the soul fit nourishment: As comes to me, or cloud or sun, Father, Thy will, not mine, be done 2 Can loving children e'er reprove With murmurs those they trust and love? M..