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| 1. SEE the leaves around us falling,
Dry and wither’d, to the ground, Thus to thoughtless mortals calling
With a sad and solemn sound:Sons of Adam-once in Eden,
Where, like us, he blighted fellHear the lesson we are reading ;
Mark the awful truth we tell!
1. JESU, Refuge of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the tempest still is high.
Till the storm of life is past;
O receive my soul at last! 2. Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Still support and comfort me.,
All my help from Thee I bring: - Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing. 3. Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to pardon all my sin:
Make and keep me pure within,
Freely let me take of Thee;
2. · Ye, 'on length of days presuming,
Who the paths of pleasure tread,
Number'd now among the dead.'
Oh let all our hopes be laid:
3. The whole triumphant host
Give thanks to God on high;
They ever cry:
We join the heav'nly lays;
1. GREAT God ! what do I see and hear?
The end of things created!
Prepare, my soul, to meet Him.
2. The dead in Christ are first to rise,
And greet th' archangel's warning,
On that auspicious morning.
On those prepared to meet Him.
8. O Jesu ! friend to fallen man,
To me impart Thy merit;
By Thine Almighty Spirit !
Shall spring with joy to meet Him.