GHS

When upon life’s billows you are tempest toss’d’ When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost, Count your many blessings,

While passing thro’ this world of sin, And others your life shall view, Be clean and pure without, within, Let

‘Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, Just to take Him at His word; Just to rest upon His promise,

Just as God who reigns on high, Spake to men in days gone by; So the Lord is calling men

O give us homes built firm upon the saviour, Where christ is head and counsellor and guide; Where ev’ry child

Jesus, my strength, my hope, On Thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know Thou hear’st

There’s a land of peace and plenty, and its gates are open wide; And the pure in heart and Holy

When we walk with the Lord, In the light of His word, What a glory He sheds on our way!

Thou, my everlasting portion, More than friend or life to me; All along my pilgrim journey, Saviour, let me walk

Onward, Christian Soldiers! Marching as to war; Looking unto Jesus, Who is gone before; Christ, the royal Master, Leads against

Wash me, O Lamb of God, Wash me from sin! By Thine atoning blood, Oh, make me clean! Purge me