Hark! Hark, My Soul! 1. Hark! hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling, o'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore: how sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling of that new life when sin shall be no more. Angels of Jesus, angels of light, singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night! 2. Onward we go, for s ll we hear them singing, Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come; And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing, the music of the gospel leads us home. Angels of Jesus, etc.

4. Rest comes at length: though life be long and dreary, the day must dawn, and darksome night be past; faith's journeys end in welcome to the weary, and heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. Angels of Jesus, etc. 5. Angels, sing on, your faithful watches keeping; sing us sweet fragments of the songs above, ll morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, and life's long shadows break in cloudless love. Angels of Jesus, etc.

3. Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, the voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea; and laden souls, by thousands meekly stealing, kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to thee. Angels of Jesus, etc.

Rock Of Ages 1. Rock of ages, cle for me, let me hide myself in thee; let the water and the blood from thy riven side which flowed, be of sin the double cure, cleanse me from its guilt and power.

3. Nothing in my hand I bring, simply to thy cross I cling; naked, come to thee for dress; helpless look to thee for grace; foul, I to the fountain fly; wash me, Savior, or I die.

2. Not the labor of my hands can fulfill thy law's demands; could my zeal no respite know, could my tears forever flow, all for sin could not atone; thou must save, and thou alone.

4. While I draw this flee ng breath, when my eyelids close in death, when I soar through tracts unknown see thee on thy judgment throne, Rock of ages, cle for me, let me hide myself in thee.

Jerusalem On High 1. Jerusalem on high my song and city is, my home whene'er I die, the center of my bliss; O happy place! When shall I be, my God, with thee, to see thy face?

2. There dwells my Lord, my King, judged here unfit to live there angels to him sing, and lowly homage give: O happy, etc. 3. The patriarchs of old there from their travels cease; the prophets there behold their longed-for Prince of Peace. O happy, etc.

We Speak Of The Realms 1. We Speak Of The Realms Of The Blest, Of That Country So Bright And So Fair, And O Are Its Glories Confessed; But What Must It Be To Be There?

4. We Speak Of Its Anthems Of Praise, With Which We Can Compare The Sweetest On Earth We Can Raise; But What Must It Be To Be There?

2. We Speak Of Its Pathways Of Gold, Of Its Walls Decked With Jewels Most Rare, Its Wonders And Pleasures Untold; But What Must It Be To Be There?

5. We Speak Of Its Service Of Love, Of The Robes Which The Glorified Wear, The Church Of The First-Born Above; But What Must It Be To Be There?

3. We Speak Of Its Freedom From Sin, From Sorrow, Tempta on, And Care, From Trials Without And Within; But What Must It Be To Be There?

6. Do Thou, Lord, 'Midst Pleasure Of Woe, S ll For Heaven Our Spirits Prepare; And Shortly We Also Shall Know And Feel What It Is To Be There.

N'nu Krist' Nikan / In Christ Alone 1. N'nu Krist' nikan nire mi, O'n n'imọlẹ, agbar', orin mi; Igun-ile yii, Apata yii, Wa sibẹ nin' ọda ' 'ji. Ifẹ giga, ibalẹ okan, 'Gba 'bẹru, idamu pin! Olutunu, Oun ni mo ni, Ninu 'fẹ Kris mo duro. 2. N'nu Krist' nikan, t'O wa leeyan Ọlọrun to wa bí ìkókó! Ẹbun 'fẹ yii at' ododo T'awọn t'O wa gbala kẹgan: Lori igi Jesu ku, Irunu Ọlọrun walẹTori pẹ'ṣẹ wa lo gberu; Ninu 'ku Kris ni mo ye. 3. Nibẹ 'nu 'lẹ l'oku Rẹ wa Imọlẹ aye t'ookun pa: Lẹyin eyi lọjọ ologo O ji dide kuro 'nu oku! B'O si duro n'iṣẹgun Mo bọ lọwọ egun ẹṣẹ, Mo jẹ Tirẹ, Oun temiEmi ta fẹjẹ Kris ra. 4. Niye, niku, ko si 'foya, Agbara Kris 'nu mi ni; La 'bẹrẹ dopin, Jesu gba ayanmo mi mu. Ogun eṣu, ete aye Ki yoo le gba mi lowo Rẹ, 'Ti y' O fi de, tabi pe mi N o duro 'nu agbara Kris .

1. In Christ alone my hope is found He is my light, my strength, my song This Cornerstone, this solid ground Firm through the fiercest drought and storm What heights of love, what depths of peace When fears are s lled, when strivings cease My Comforter, my All in All Here in the love of Christ I stand 2. In Christ alone, who took on flesh Fullness of God in helpless babe This gi of love and righteousness Scorned by the ones He came to save 'Til on that cross as Jesus died The wrath of God was sa sfied For every sin on Him was laid Here in the death of Christ I live, I live 3. There in the ground His body lay Light of the world by darkness slain Then burs ng forth in glorious Day Up from the grave He rose again And as He stands in victory Sin's curse has lost its grip on me For I am His and He is mine Bought with the precious blood of Christ 4. No guilt in life, no fear in death, This is the power of Christ in me; From life's first cry to final breath. Jesus commands my des ny. No power of hell, no scheme of man, Can ever pluck me from His hand; Till He returns or calls me home,

Appreciation We wish to express our sincere gratitude to God Almighty, relations, friends and well wishers for your prayers, support and presence.