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O, let us exalt our dear Lord and proclaim,
In songs of true gratitude, praise to His name!
As songs of the angels in sweetest accord,
Our thanks and our praises shall rise to the Lord.
-- Zion's Harp # 165

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The Harbor Bell

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"We were nearing a dangerous coast, and night was drawing near; suddenly a
heavy fog settled down upon us; no lights had been sighted, the pilot seemed
anxious and troubled, not knowing how soon we might be dashed to pieces on the
hidden rocks along the shore; The whistle was blown loud and long, but no
response was heard; the Captain ordered the engines to be stopped and for some
time we drifted about on the waves; Suddenly the pilot cried, -- Hark! and far
away in the distance, we heard the welcome tones of the Harbor bell, which
seemed to say, This way, -- This way, -- Again the engines were started, and,
guided by the welcome sound, we entered the port in safety."

Our life is like a stormy sea
Swept by the gales of sin and grief,
While on the windward and the lee
Hang heavy clouds of unbelief;
But o'er the deep a call we hear
Like harbor bell's inviting voice;
It tells the lost that hope is near,
And bids the trembling soul rejoice.

O let us now the call obey,
And steer our bark for yonder shore,
Where still that voice directs the way,
In pleading tones forevermore;
A thousand life-wrecks strew the sea;
They're going down at ev'ry swell;
Come unto me, Come unto me,
Rings out the'assuring Harbor bell.

O tempted one, look up, be strong;
The promise of the Lord is sure,
That they shall sing the victor's song,
Who faithful to the end endure;
God's Holy Spirit comes to thee,
Of His abiding love to tell;
To blissful port, o'er stormy sea,
Calls heav'ns inviting Harbor bell.

Come, gracious Lord, and in Thy love
Conduct us o'er life's stormy wave;
O guide us to the Home above,
The blissful Home beyond the grave;
There safe from rock, and storm, and flood,
Our song of praise shall never cease,
To Him who bought us with His blood,
And brought us to the Port of Peace.

This way, this way, O heart oppress'd
So long by storm and tempest driv'n;
This way, this way, lo, here is rest,
Rings out the Harbor bell of heav'n.

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