Show n II t. t SIX 1 i Uy y Will M. M Maupin THE OLD SONGS SWEET songs of ot cold Old flow ilow memory brings Their music back to me Until each bell beU of heaven rings Salvation full and free I music sweet Joy to the world the has filled tilled a n million souls And Ant marked the the time time for marching feet To where eld Jordan rolls I 1 need Thee evry hour bour for I 1 Oft weary by the way And while the years are rolling b by Thou art my guide ulde and stay Abide with me through calm culm and I stress Protect me we by Thy might I IMy My weak and footsteps bless With Thine own Kindly Light I IThe i iThe The d dear ar old songs sons Their echoes fill till I The quiet evening air They bid me bear lifes life's load until Therell be no sorrow there By ny cool Siloam's shad shady rill Whose waters floweth free Lead Lend me each day and ad night until Nearer m my God to to Thee And when on Jordans Jordan's stormy banks bunks My feet shall stand at last When I shall shull see the ransomed ranks From whom all nil care Is cast O 0 there may I though vile as be he Christ did that day behold The city's cUs walls mils of Jasper see And walk Its streets of gold Copyright |