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Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus

O soul, are you weary and troubled?
No light in the darkness you see?
There's light for a look at the Savior,
And life more abundant and free!

Through death into life everlasting
He passed, and we follow Him there;  
Over us sin no more hath dominion  

His word shall not fail you--He promised;  
Believe Him, and all will be well:  
Then go to a world that is dying,  
His perfect salvation to tell!


Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace.

By Helen H. Lemmel

What a Friend We Have in Jesus

What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
 Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!

Have we trials and temptations?
 Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
 In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.

By Joseph M. Scriven

There's Room at the Cross

The cross upon which Jesus died
Is a shelter in which we can hide;
And its grace so free is sufficient for me,
And deep is its fountain as wide as the sea

Though millions have found Him a friend
And have turned from the sins they have sinned,
The Savior still waits to open the gates 
And welcome a sinner before it's too late.

The hand of my Savior is strong,
And the love of my Savior is long;
Through sunshine or rain, Through loss or in gain
The blood flows from Calvary to cleanse every stain.


There's room at the cross for you,
There's room at the cross for you;
Though millions have come,
There's still room for one--
Yes, there's room at the cross for you.

By Ira F. Stanphill


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