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JUN 27 1934 
 
 ^OUR l SABBATH I MOM^ 
 
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 COPYRIGHT, 1884, BT JOHN J. HOOD. 
 
gl^EFAGE. 
 
 »HI inquiry is sometimes made, « Why iaaue bo many Sabbath-achool song books? we 
 
 I c t keep pace witb all the ne* .hum, that is published, and have not sun, out 
 
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 ta to be the new I k for thi* year? we bave been nalng your last I k in our s»„,lav-s,h.H,l 
 
 ;U1(1 n „ w alv l00 king tor a new book; plea* send us sample pages of your latest Which 
 
 o, , ee shall we obej ? « cannot do the Brat any harm to issue new 1 ks, seen,, 
 
 QOt ,.,„„,„,,.,, to ,,,. then, We bave material always on hand-choice pieces as ever 
 W( ,,. Bung ahaU we hold them back until they become antiquated, or at once give them to an 
 eager throng, read, and willing to receive them? We prefer the latter oourse,-it is our chosen 
 aeBB to meet Jusl such demanda, and while the achoola of the land are enjoying the beau- 
 tiful melody and sacred poetry of the present collection, we will. d. v., continue our labors in 
 reparation oi a successor to meet other demands when these shall have served then- puxpoa* 
 T,„ each Babbatb Bomb may thereb, become more attractive and more spiritual ia the ana 
 and earnest prayer of TllK Comptxbb& 
 
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 , 1V M ,„.. u ymta alll , mum, af thi. collection also the Chapter. pea,M«r to Hood's Notatiok, 
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 i. Come, come away to the house of pray'r; Come.like the birds of the spring-time rare, Come to the arms of a 
 
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 3. Come, come away where we all may know How with theLord we may walk below, Come where his words like a 
 
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 Still support, console, protect us, 
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 On its burning sands he found me, Drew his shelt'ring arms around me, With his gentle love he bound me 
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 While his boundless joy partaking, How my raptured soul, awaking, In- to grateful song is breaking, 
 Saved by grace! oh, wondrous story ; Hallelu - jah! glory! glo- ry! With the dear ones watching o'er me 
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 4. A heart in ev'ry thought renew'd, And full of love divine; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 
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 Heav'n resounds thy peerless praise ; Halle- lu - jah, we will sing, Glo- ry 
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 My Jesus who died on the tree. 
 
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 This night let every anxious thought j Nor heed what ills unseen may frown 
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 Keep thou my heart in peace, Bid every murmur cease, Come and my faith increase, Saviour, in thee. 
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 Eest till the angel hand — Home to the promised land — Bear me at thv command, Saviour, to thee. 
 
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 There's a blessing at the cross, and a balm forev'ry ill, Tisa blessing from the Lord: hallo -In -jah! 
 
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 Full oft wast thou found far away on the mountain, As eventide spread her dark wing o'er the wave; 
 And oft as the tumult of life's heaving billows Shall toss our frail bark, driving wild o'er night's deep, 
 To God our great Father, whose throne is in heaven, Who dwells with the lowly and contrite in heart, 
 
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 Thou Son of the Highest, and life's endless fountain, Be with us, we pray thee, to bless and to save. 
 Let thy healing wing be stretched over our pillow. And guard us from evil, tho' death watch our sleep. 
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 1. Bow down thine ear and hear my call, Thou gracious Lord, my life, my all ; To thy dear cross 
 
 2. One word of love, one smile of thine, Would sweetly calm this heart of mine ; To thy dear arms 
 
 my soul would flee : Draw me,oh,draw me close.close to thee ! 
 
 3 By tempest tossed, hy care oppressed, 
 I come to thee, my ark of rest ; 
 My weary wings at peace would he : 
 Draw me, oh, draw me close, close to thee ! 
 
 for strength I flee : Draw me,oh,draw me close,close to thee ! 4 Thou Rock, where waves can never hreak, 
 
 Whose mighty power no storm can shake, 
 Be thou my trust on life's dark sea : 
 Draw me, oh, draw me close, close to thee ! 
 
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 3. He sooth 'd all my sorrow, He pardon'd my sin, His touch gave me healing, His blood made me clean; Now I 
 
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 2. There's light in that city, the light of day, Uncloaded, and pure, and fair; No evening o'ermaatfea its 
 :5. They rest in that ci- ty who labored here, For labor and toil arc o'er; There griefi arc forgotten and 
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 i. • In this world of sin and danger, How I need a constant guide! Wi - ly foes are all around me, — 
 
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 3. Trusting in thy loving guidance, Peaceful - ly I tread the way ; Look-ing ev-er un-to Je - sus, 
 
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 4 Under thy blest wing of mercy 
 
 How securely do I rest! 
 Clouds may come and fearful tempest, 
 But I'm leaning on thy breast. 
 
 Blessed shelter, 
 Here no enemies molest. 
 
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 How thy mercy doth inclose me! 
 "Thou wilt guide me unto death." 
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 Praise thee with my latest breath. 
 
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 5 When I sing my last song, and death sets me free, 
 Come, angels, come, hear me away 
 Where " the King in his beauty " forever I'll see, 
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 2. Hath he marks to lead me to him, If he be my guide? " In his feet, and hands, are wound-prints, And his side." 
 
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 Emblem dear of love and light, 
 Saving souls from endless loss. 
 
 3 'Tis the herald to our race 
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 Sign of rich, redeeming grace, 
 Pardon, peace, and liberty. 
 
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 Standard of redeeming love, 
 Signal fair, and bright ensign 
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 lie is leading me by faith; hal- le - lu - jah to his name ! Trusting in the Rock o( my sal - va - tion ; 
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 I am walking in the light of a Saviour's laving smile, Trusting in the Rock of my sal - va - tion. 
 
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 I can sing with all my heart, and redeeming love proclaim, Trusting in the Kink of my sal - va - tion. 
 
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 2. I trust not in this earthly tent True happiness to gain, Its pleasures yield not pure content, Each 
 
 3. I have above a sweeter home, And do not dare despond, I see, through all the storms that come, The 
 
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 beams an end- less day. I am looking to that other, brighter clime, Where perfect bliss shall be found, 
 
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 2. ?am watching, ever watching with a calm and steadfast eye, Till the shadows of the twilight shall descend, 
 
 3. I am waiting, ever waiting, till my blessed Lord shall come, Till he gathers all his chosen ones,hisown ; 
 
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 When the anthems of the faithful at the river I shall hear, And reward- ed for my trusting I shall be. 
 
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 2. Come und help us, Lord, our King, While onr grate -fnl praise we bring; May our hap-py 
 
 3. Come and lead as, Lord, onx Guide, In thy bos - (low may we hide ; Though onr way we 
 
 4. Bless our kind instruct - ors, Lord, Faith - l'ul teach -era of thv word, Cive them pa-ticnce 
 
 be thou near, May we feel thy presence here. Saviour, come, Saviour, come, Till with joy our 
 
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 CLOSING HYMN. 
 
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 We thank thee, dear Father, for what we have heard, And pray that thy blessing may follow thy word ; 
 We thank thee, dear Father, for moments so bright, When we in thy worship may gladly u-nite; 
 Ac- cept our de - vo-tion, and now as we part, We ask that thy Spir- it may dwell in each heart, 
 And when in thy tern- pie we gath- er no more, When meeting and parting on earth shall be o'er, 
 
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 Oh, may the instruction that here we 
 May keep us from e - vil wher- ev - er 
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 may go, Our lives and ex - am- pie its teaching may show. 
 re- ceive Lead ma- ny a-round us on thee to be- lieve. 
 we go, And help us in wisdom and knowledge to grow, 
 we come, And praise thee forev - er in glo - ry at home. 
 
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 DO RE MI FA SO LA SI 
 
The Child of a King. 
 
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 i M v Father is rich in houses and lands. 
 
 He holdeth the wealth of the world in 
 his hands! [gold, 
 
 Of rubies and diamonds, of silver and 
 
 His coffers are full, he has riches untold. 
 
 Cho. — I'm the child of a King, 
 The child of a King; 
 With Jesus my Saviour, 
 I'm the child of a King. 
 
 2 My Father's own Son, the Saviour 
 
 from sin ! [of men ; 
 
 Once wandered o'er earth as the poorest 
 But now he is reigning forever on high, 
 And will give me a home in heaven, by 
 
 and by! [earth. 
 
 3 I once was an outcast stranger on 
 A sinner by choice, an "alien'' by birili ! 
 Bui I've been "adopted," my name's 
 
 written down ; [crown. 
 
 An heir to a mansion, a robe, and a 
 
 4 A tent ora cottage, why should I care? 
 They're building a palace fur me over 
 
 there ! [may sing; 
 
 Though exiled from home, yet, still I 
 All glory to God, I'm the child of a 
 
 King. 
 
 ISO Glory to His name. 
 
 i I lows at the cross where my Sa\ i .in 
 
 [cried ; 
 
 Down where for cleansing from sin I 
 
 FAMILIAR HYMNS. 
 
 There to my heart was the blood applied ; 
 Glory to his name. 
 Cho. — Glory to his name, : J 
 There to my heart was the blood applied ; 
 Glory to his name. 
 
 2 I am so wondrously saved from sin, 
 Jesus so sweetly abides within : 
 There at the cross where he took me in ; 
 
 Glory to his name. 
 
 3 Oh, precious fountain, that saves from 
 
 sin, 
 I am so glad I have entered in ; [clean, 
 There Jesus saves me and keeps me 
 Glory to his name. 
 
 4 Come to this fountain, so rich and 
 
 sweet ; 
 Cast thy poor soul at the Saviour's feel 
 Plunge in to-day, and be made complete ; 
 
 Glory to his name. 
 1 H7 Is my name written there 1 
 
 Lord, I care not for riches, 
 
 Neither silver nor gold; 
 I would make sure of heaven, 
 
 I would enter the fold 
 In the book of thy kingdom, 
 
 With its pawl's so fair. 
 Tell me, Jesus, my Saviour, 
 
 Is my name written there? 
 Cho. — Is mv name written there, 
 
 On the page white md fair? 
 
 In the book of thv kingdom 
 Is my name written there? 
 
 2 Lord, niv sins ihev arc- niiiiv, 
 
 Like the sands of the sea. 
 But thy blood, oh, my Saviour! 
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 Is sufficient for me ; 
 For thy promise is written, 
 In bright letters that glow, 
 "Though your sins be as scarlet, 
 I will nuke them like snow . " 
 3 Oh. that beautiful city, 
 
 With us mansions ol light. 
 
 With us glorified beings, 
 
 In pure garments of white; 
 Where no evil thing comeih. 
 
 To despoil what is lair; 
 Where the angels are watching, — 
 
 Is my name written there? 
 
 188 Bringing in the sheaves. 
 
 i Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds 
 
 of kindness, [eves 
 
 Sowing m the noon-tide, and the dewy 
 
 Waiting for the harvest, and the tune of 
 
 reaping, [the sheaves. 
 
 We shall come rejoicing, bringing in 
 Cho. — Bringing in thesheavi 
 
 We -.hall conn- rejoicing, 
 Bringing in the sheaves, :| 
 
 j Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the 
 
 shadows, [dulling breese; 
 
 Fearing neither clouds nor winters 
 
 By and bv the harvest, and the labor 
 
 ended. [the Sheave*, 
 
 We shall come rejoicing, bunging in 
 
 3 Go. then, ever weeping, sowing for 
 
 the M.isler, [often gnrws. 
 
 Though the loss sustained our -pint 
 
 When our weeping's over, he will bid 
 
 us welcome, I 'he sheaves. 
 
 We shall come rejoicing, bunging in 
 
189 
 
 What a Friend. 
 
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 i What a Friend we have in Jesus, 
 
 All our sins and griefs to bear I 
 What a privilege to carry 
 
 Everything to God in prayer I 
 O what peace we often forfeit, 
 
 O what needless pain we bear, — 
 All because we do not carry 
 
 Everything to God in prayer. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 Are we weak and heavy laden, 
 
 Cumbered with a load of care? 
 Precious Saviour, 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. 
 
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 Alas ! and did. 
 
 I ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 
 And did my Sovereign die? 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
 FAMIT.TAK TTY3INS. 
 
 2 Was it for crimes that I had done 
 
 He groaned UDon the tree? 
 Amazing pity 1 grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in, 
 When Christ, the mighty Maker, died 
 For man, the creature, 's sin. 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 
 
 While his dear cross appears, 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away; 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
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 Come, thou Fount. 
 
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 1 COME, thou Fount of every blessing 
 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
 Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise; 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above 
 Praise the mount — O fix me on it, 
 
 Mount of God's unchanging love. 
 
 2 Here I'll raise my Ebenezer; 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come: 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home; 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 He, to save my soul from danger, 
 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
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 3 O to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be! 
 Let thy grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee: 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it. 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love; 
 Here's mv heart, Lord, take and seal 
 
 Seal it for thy courts above. [it, 
 
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 Missionary Hymn. 
 
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 i From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand ; 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand; 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain. 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
 2 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Shall we, to men benighted, 
 
 The lamp of life deny ? 
 Salvation ! Oh, salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's name. 
 
 3 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 
 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole; 
 Till o'er our ransomed nature 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain. 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 la bliss returns to reign. 
 
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 Beulah Land. 
 
 I'vh reached the land of corn and wine, 
 And all its riches freely mine ; 
 Here shines undimmed one blissful day, 
 For all my night has passed away. 
 
 Cho. — O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land, 
 As on thy highest mount I stand 
 I look away across the sea, 
 Where mansions arc prepared for me 
 And view the shining glory shore. — 
 My heaven, my home, forevermorc ! 
 
 a My Saviour comes and walks with me, 
 And sweet communion here have we; 
 He gently leads me by his hand, 
 For this is heaven's border-land. 
 
 3 A sweet perfume upon the breeze 
 Is borne from ever-vernal trees, 
 
 it .wers lli.it never-fading grow 
 Where streams of life forever flow. 
 
 4 The zephyrs seem to float to me 
 Sweet sound! of heaven'i melody, 
 
 As angels with the white-robed throng 
 Join in the sweet redemption song. 
 
 11) I O for a thousand tongues. 
 
 FAMILIAR HYMN'S. 
 
 3 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease ; 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
 
 life, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the power of cancelled sin, 
 
 He sets the prisoner free ; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
 His blood availed for me. 
 
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 M , pre >t Red tise; 
 
 The glories of my < iod and King, 
 riumpha ol bis grace. 
 
 3 Ms [aster, and my God 
 
 t ma to proclaim, — 
 To spread, through .ill the earth •■ 
 
 The honors of thy name. 
 
 I ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
 Let angels prostrate fall; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 a Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 W i msomed from the fall, 
 Hail him who saves j - >u by his grace, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the g 
 Go, spread your trophies 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Let every kindred, every tribe 
 
 On this terrestial ball, 
 
 To him all majesty ascribe, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
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 Blessed Bible. 
 
 Man was lost and doomed to sorrow. 
 
 Not one ray of light I I 
 Could he from earth's treasures borroufc 
 
 Till his way was cheered by this. 
 
 a Yes, I'll to my bosom press thee; 
 Precious Word, I'll hide thee here, 
 
 Sure my very heart will bless thee, 
 For thou ever say'st. " Good cheer I" 
 
 5] e.iA, poor heart, and tell thy pond'rings, 
 Tell how far thy rovings led, 
 
 When this book brought back thy wand- 
 Speaking life as from the dead, ['rings. 
 
 g Yes, sweet Bible ! I will hide thee 
 ep — yes, deeper in this heart ; 
 I ,i through all my life wilt guide me, 
 
 And in death we will DO! part. 
 Part in death ! no, never I never I 
 
 Through death's vale I'll lean on thee; 
 Then in worlds above, forever. 
 Sweeter still thy truths shall be. 
 
 197 Shall we meet beyond the river. 
 
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 bio \ how I love it I 
 How >< doth dm bosom cheer I 
 
 On e.ulh Ulc tins to I 
 Oh, what stores of wealth urc hcr« 
 
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 i Sn \i I. wo meet beyond the river, 
 re the surges cease to roll? 
 Where in all the bright fori 
 
 Sorrow ne'er shall press the soul ? 
 
 CAo.—^h ill we meet, shall we meet, 
 
 Shall we meet beyond the river? 
 
 Shall we meet beyond the river, 
 
 Where the suites cease to roll? 
 
 2 Shall we meet in that blest harbor, 
 
 When our stormy voyage is o'er? 
 Shall we inert and cast the anchor 
 
 By the bright celestial shore? 
 
 3 Shall we meet H ith < 3»rlt1 our Saviour, 
 
 , he comes to claim his own ? 
 Shall WO know Ins blessed favor. 
 And sit down upon his throne? 
 
19S Must Jesus bear the Cross. 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 
 And all the world go free ? 
 
 No, there's a cross for every one, 
 And there's a cross for me. 
 
 2 How happy are the saints above, 
 
 Who once went sorrowing here ; 
 But now they taste unmingled love, 
 And joy without a tear. 
 
 3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 
 
 Till death shall set me free ; 
 And then go home my crown to wear, 
 For there's a crown for me. 
 
 199 Redeeming work is done. 
 
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 i Redeeming work is done, 
 The debt of sin is paid ; 
 The precious Lamb of God, 
 My sacrifice is made. 
 Ref. — Jesus paid it all ; 
 
 All to him I owe; 
 Sin had left a crimson stain ; 
 He washed it white as snow 
 
 2 I'll bow at Jesus' feet, 
 
 And plead his grace so free ; 
 I'll wash me in his blood, — 
 That blood was shed for me. 
 
 3 Yes, Jesus paid it all ; 
 
 To him the glory be ; 
 His love my pardon speaks, 
 And grace has set me free. 
 
 FAMILIAR HYMNS. 
 200 Blow ye the trumpet. 
 
 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 
 
 The gladly solemn sound ; 
 Let all the nations know, 
 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 
 Has full atonement made; 
 Ye weary spirits, rest ; 
 
 Ye mourning souls, be glad ; 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 3 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 
 The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption by his blood 
 
 Through all the world proclaim ; 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home 
 
 201 Blest be the tie that binds. 
 
 
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 BLEST be the tie that binds 
 Our hearts in christian love ; 
 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 Before our Father's throne 
 
 We pour our ardent prayers ; 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
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 3 We share our mutual woes, 
 Our mutual burdens bear; 
 And often for each other flows 
 The sympathizing tear. 
 
 202 I love to tell the Story. 
 
 I LOVE to tell the Story 
 
 Of unseen things above, 
 Of Jesus and his glory, 
 
 Of Jesus and his love ; 
 I love to tell the Story, 
 
 Because I know it's true ; 
 It satisfies my longings, 
 
 As nothing else would do. 
 
 Cho. — I love to tell the Story, 
 
 'Twill be my theme in glory, 
 To tell the Old, Old Story, 
 Of Jesus and his love. 
 
 2 I love to tell the Story ! 
 
 More wonderful it seems 
 Than all the golden fancies 
 
 Of Jill our golden dreams. 
 I love to tell the Story, 
 
 It did so much for me, 
 And that is just the reason 
 
 I tell it now to thee. 
 
 3 I love to tell the Story, 
 
 For those who know it best 
 Seem hungering and thirsting 
 
 To hear it like the rest. 
 And when, in scenes of glory, 
 
 I sing the New, New^Soni;, 
 'Twill be the OLD, OLD STORY, 
 
 That I have loved so long. 
 
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 1 I love thy kingdom, Lord,— 
 
 The house of thine abode,— 
 The Church our blest Redeemer sav'rf 
 With Ins own precious blood. 
 
 2 I love thy Church, O God! 
 
 Her wills before thee stand 
 Dear as the apple of thine eye 
 
 And graven on thy hand. 
 
 3 For her my tears shall fall ; 
 
 For her my prayers ascend; 
 
 I > 1, 1 my cares and toils be given, 
 Till toils and cares shall end. 
 
 20 I Sweet Hour of Prayer. 
 
 FAMILIAR HYMNS. 
 
 And since he bids me seek his face, 
 believe his word, and trust his grace, 
 1] : I'll cast on him my every care, 
 And wait for thee, sweet hour of 
 prayer. : || 
 
 3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 
 
 prayerl 
 May I thy consolation share, 
 Till, from Mount 1'isgah's lofty height. 
 I view my home and take my flight : 
 Tins robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise 
 To seize the everlasting prize; 
 And shout, while passing through the 
 
 air, 
 Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of 
 
 prayer. : || 
 
 3 There let my way appear 
 Steps unto heaven ; 
 All that thou sendesl me. 
 
 In mercy given : 
 Angels to beckon me 
 Nearer, my God. to thee. 
 Nearer to thee I 
 
 206 Jesus, lover of my soul. 
 
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 Nearer to Thee. 
 
 I SWEET hour of prayer, sweet hour 
 of prayer, 
 That calls me from a world of care, 
 And bid* me it my Father's throne 
 Make all my wants and wishes known: 
 In seasons of distress and grief, 
 My soul Mas often found relief, 
 
 f And oft est aped die tempter's snare. 
 Hv thy relurn.sweet hour of pr.iv 1 
 
 a Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of 
 prayer, 
 Thy wme,s shall mv petition beat 
 To him whole truth and faithfulness 
 
 Kiuiage the waning soul to bless; 
 
 Nf \rf.r, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 I", en though it be a cross 
 
 That raiseth me I 
 Still all my song shall be. 
 Nearer, my (iod. to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee! 
 
 Though like the wanderer, 
 l he sun gone down, 
 
 Dai knetS be over me, 
 \! v real a stone, 
 
 Yet in my dreams I'd be 
 
 Ne in -I , mv i iod, to thee. 
 Nearer to thee I 
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 1 JESUS, lover of my soul. 
 
 I^et me to thy bosom fly, 
 While the raging billows roll. 
 
 While the tempest still is high; 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide. 
 
 Till the storm of life is past: 
 Safe into ihe haven guide. 
 
 Oh, receive my soul at List. 
 
 a Other refuge have I none; 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on thee: 
 Lease, ah, leave me not alone I 
 
 Still support and comfort me; 
 All my trust on thee is stayed; 
 
 All my help from thee 1 bring; 
 Cover mv defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Thou. O Christ, art all I want; 
 
 Mor<- than all in thee 1 find ; 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint. 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
 ]ust and holy is thy name. 
 
 I am all unrighteousness 1 
 FaKe and full of sin 1 am. 
 
 Thou ail full ot truth and jmev. 
 
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 209 The Rock tnat is Cipher than I. 
 
 He leadeth me ! O blessed thought ! 
 
 O words with heavenly comfort fraught ? 
 
 Whate'er I do, where'er I be, 
 
 Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. 
 
 Ref. — He leadeth me, he leadeth me, 
 By his own hand he leadeth me ; 
 His faithful follower I would be, 
 For by his hand he leadeth me. 
 
 2 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine 
 Nor ever murmur nor repine — 
 Content, whatever lot I see, 
 Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. 
 
 208 Saviour, like a Shepherd. 
 
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 1 Saviour, like a Shepherd lead us, 
 
 Much we need thy tend'rest care ; 
 In thy pleasant pastures feed us, 
 For our use thy folds prepare ; 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 Thou hast bought us, thine we are 
 
 2 Thou hast promised to receive us, 
 
 Poor and sinful though we be; 
 Thou hast mercy to relieve us, 
 Grace to cleanse, and power to free 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 We will early turn to thee. 
 
 3 Early let us seek thy favor, 
 
 Early let us do thy will ; 
 Blessed Lord, and only Saviour, 
 With thy love our bosom fill ; 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 Thou hast loved us, love us still. 
 
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 x Oh, sometimes the shadows are deep. 
 And rough seems the path to the goal. 
 And sorrows, how often they sweep 
 Like tempests down over the soul. 
 
 Cho.— ":Oh, then to the Rock let me fly. 
 To the Rock that is higher than I.:J 
 
 2 Oh, sometimes how long seems the day, 
 
 And sometimes how weary my feet; 
 But toiling in life's dusty way. 
 The Rock's blessed shadow, how sweet ! 
 
 3 Oh, near to the Rock let me keep, 
 
 Or blessings, or sorrows prevail ; 
 Or climbing the mountain-way steep 
 Or walking the shadowy vale. 
 
 210 The New Song. 
 
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 i There are songs of joy that I loved to sing 
 When my heart was as blithe as a bird in 
 
 spring ; [cheer 
 
 But the song I have learned is so full of 
 That the dawn shines out in the darkness 
 
 drear. 
 
 Cho. — Oh, the new, new song * Oh, the new, 
 
 new song, [throng: 
 
 I can sing it now with the ransomed 
 
 Power and dominion to him that shall 
 
 reign ; [was slain 
 
 Glory and praise to the Lamb that 
 
 i There are strains of home that are dear 
 
 as life, 
 
 And I list to them oft 'mid the din of strife; 
 
 But 1 know of a home that is wondrous fair, 
 
 And I sing the psal m they are singing there. 
 
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 3 Can my lips be mute, or my heart be &ad. 
 When the gracious Master hath made me 
 
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 When Tie points where the many mansions 
 And sweetly says," There is one for thee?" 
 
 4 I shall catch the gleam of its jasper wall 
 When I come to the gloom of the evenfall, 
 For I know that the shadows, dreary and 
 
 dim. 
 Have a path of light that will lead to him. 
 
 211 The morning light is breaking. 
 
 1 THE morning light is breaking- 
 
 The darkness disappears; 
 The sons of earth are waking 
 
 To penitential tears ; 
 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 
 
 Brings tidings from afar 
 Of nations in commotion. 
 
 Prepared for Zion's war. 
 
 2 See heathen nations bending 
 
 Before the God we love, 
 i-vnd thousand hearts ascending 
 
 In gratitude above; 
 While sinners, now confessing, 
 
 The gospel call obey, 
 And seek the Saviour's blessing, 
 
 A nation in a day. 
 
 3 Blest river of salvation, 
 
 Pursue thine onward way ; 
 Flow thou to every nation, 
 
 Nor in thy richness stay ; 
 Stay not till all the lowly 
 
 Triumphant reach their home 
 Stay not till all the holy 
 
 Proclaim, " The Lord is cornel" 
 
INDEX. 
 
 First Lines in roman ; Titles in capitals. 
 
 Accept our clad praises, 
 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed 
 All hail the power of Jesus 
 
 All is will, 
 Andean I yet delay, ! 
 Are there rEN n '-day? 
 
 Are you drifting down life's 
 Arise, ye saints, arise ! . 
 
 Art thou weary, art thou languid 
 At the cross, and 'neath it only. 
 Awake ! arise ! the morn is bright 
 Awake, awake, () /ion, lift thy 
 
 Banner of i he cross, 
 
 ns <>f glory, 
 BEI ORE I HE 1 KRONE, . 
 
 Behold the army of the Sunday 
 BEHOLD.THEFIEI DS A REV. nil L 
 
 the seed, 
 Bleeding, dying — all for me, 
 i Bible, how I love it ! 
 Lord, thy invitation, 
 
 is I . i; I wi GO, 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds, . 
 
 Blood 01 [esus, 
 
 Blow ye the tr impet, blow, . 
 
 lown thine • u and bear 
 Brighter sky beyond, . 
 Buds of promise, 
 
 Call us I KIN! OWN, 
 Chriii : Christ is risen 
 
 < LOSE, CI OSB TO I III i:, 
 
 meet ns, Lord, we pray 
 
 172 
 
 190 
 
 195 
 
 Si 
 
 99 
 
 70 
 
 106 
 
 25 
 
 151 
 
 21 
 
 52 
 18 
 
 153 
 37 
 124 
 178 
 26 
 
 45 
 119 
 196 
 
 55 
 
 83 
 201 
 
 76 
 200 
 »45 
 «57 
 
 77 
 
 57 
 12 
 
 I4S 
 
 182 
 
 Come and work for Jesus. . 101 
 
 Come, come away to the house of . 3 
 
 ' ll IME, 1 OME lnl'AV,. . 71 
 
 I l< mi., O COME 68 
 
 Come sound his praise abroad, . 25 
 
 Come, thou fount of every bless- . 191 
 
 Come to the fountain. ... 78 
 
 Coming home h-dav, . . 24 
 
 Dear Lord, in simple faith alone, 28 
 
 ur, we gather once . 57 
 
 1 ma 01 ion. C. M 13 
 
 Divine guidance, . . . 149 
 
 Do something, yes, something, . 74 
 
 Down at the cross where my Sav- 186 
 
 Evening shades around us gather 114 
 
 Evening song 131 
 
 Faithful .s the saying,. . 69 
 
 For me 28 
 
 forth in the dawn-light, cool and 108 
 
 For you and for me, . . 44 
 
 FORVt IRD Mils GO, . . ^OO 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains, 192 
 
 Give glory to God, all ye lands . 138 
 
 Give ill inks unto God, the Creator 9 
 
 Glorioi s victory . . . 133 
 
 GO AND TEACH ALL NA1 IONS, . 4 
 
 God ble soui pastor I may he be, 177 
 
 < lod bid 1 urn Sabbath school, . 87 
 
 i tod is in heaven, and > an he hear? 116 
 
 God . hol\ 1 hi ri 11 small . 72 
 
 190 
 
 GO FORTH 45 
 
 Go on, go on, ye souls made free, 96 
 
 GO, v\"KK today, ... 108 
 
 Grateful homage. Lord, we bring 105 
 
 (ireat and mighty is the Uod who 30 
 
 Great is the Lord, the Prince of . 86 
 
 Guide, 78 73 
 
 Happy little birdie, ... 79 
 
 ll.uk, hark, the sabbath bells are . 140 
 
 1 1. irk. my soul 1 it is the Lord; . 31 
 
 1 Ink ! 'tis the voice of the S.iv- . 7 
 
 II. irk! what mean those holy . 93 
 
 Heart and voice we raise . 36 
 
 Hear the Spirit pleading soli and 68 
 
 He combs 18 
 
 He leadeth me! O blessed thought 207 
 
 Help us Lord, with every day, . 104 
 
 Ills I ,,\ 1 ,\M) Ml RCTi I II 1 INT.. 20 
 
 Ills mi k. \ 1 NDUR1 ill FOREVER 9 
 
 Hold up the gospel banner; . 152 
 
 Holy, hoi) . holy, Lord, . . 53 
 
 Holj Spirit, faithful guide, . . 73 
 
 Holy voices 93 
 
 iii>s\N\ \ ro our King, . . 171 
 
 Hushed was the evening hymn, . 07 
 
 I am leaning, O mv Father, . 8l 
 
 I .1111 looking, ever looking with a tot 
 
 I .mi saved in Christ my Saviour, 40 
 
 1 .nil trusting in the Lord and 154 
 
 [n Bethany 141 
 
 I cannot seek too early, . . 103 
 
INDEX. 
 
 I have found a friend divine, . 62 
 
 I have laid my burden down, . 5° 
 
 I hope to meet you all in glory, . 66 
 
 I love thy kingdom, Lord, — . 203 
 
 I love to tell the story, . . 202 
 
 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger 61 
 
 I must have the Saviour with me, 54 
 
 Infant song 49 
 
 In God we trust, oh, blessed . 88 
 
 In his mercy Jesus sought me, . 11 
 
 Inspirer and hearer of prayer, . 109 
 
 IN THE HOLLOW OF HIS HAND, . 46 
 
 In the murmur of the bjreeze, . 10 
 
 In the shadow of the rook, . . 85 
 
 In this world of sin and danger, . 149 
 
 In Thy likeness, . . . 167 
 
 I sing of a land, a land far away, 150 
 
 Is it well with us, my brother, . 48 
 
 It must be settled to-night, . . 121 
 
 Its all in Jesus, . . . 112 
 
 I've reached the land of corn and 193 
 
 I wandered in darkness, forsaken, 147 
 
 I was a wand'reronce from home, 42 
 I WILL SING His praises, . .II 
 
 Jacob's Well 122 
 
 Jesus I come to thee, . . . 159 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul, . . 206 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry, . 155 
 
 Jesus, my only hope, . . . 123 
 
 Jesus, my own 147 
 
 Jesus sat by the well, and a. . 122 
 
 Jesus saves 115 
 
 Jesus, still lead on, ... 5 
 
 Jesus the Saviour is waiting and . 158 
 
 JOY COMETH IN THE MORNING,. 41 
 
 Joyously sing, joyously sing, . 34 
 
 Let the Saviour in, . . 173 
 
 Lift your voices, watchmen. 144 
 
 Look unto Him and be saved 65 
 
 Look unto Jesus, O penitent heart 65 
 
 Look up ! behold the fields are . 26 
 
 Lord, I care not for riches. . 187 
 
 Lo ! the fields are white unto har- 35 
 
 Love immortal, ... 16 
 
 Love there is that passeth . . 16 
 
 Lov'ST THOU ME? ... 31 
 
 Make me loving, ... 91 
 Meek and lowly, . . . .128 
 
 Mercy at the cross, . . 126 
 
 More of Jesus 84 
 
 Morning, noon and evening. 90 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, . 198 
 
 My beautiful home on high, . 130 
 
 My father is rich in houses and . 185 
 
 My soul with rapture is bounding, 56 
 
 Nature's lullaby . . .114 
 
 Nature's praise, ... 10 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, . . 205 
 
 'Neath the cross, ... 21 
 
 'Neath the droppings of the foun- 6 
 
 Now He abides in me, . . 56 
 
 Now the day is over, . . . 175 
 
 O beautiful city of God above, . 148 
 
 O, come and be happy with Jesus, . 164 
 
 O day of rest, divinely blest, . 20 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God, . 13 
 
 O for a thousand tongues, to sing, 194 
 
 Oh, I often sit and ponder, . . 134 
 
 Oh, to be more like Jesus, . . 29 
 
 Oh, we are young soldiers for Je- 17 
 
 Oh, weary pilgrim, lift your head. 41 
 
 Oh, what is your prospect, poor . 32 
 
 O Jesus, our Saviour, . . . m 
 
 O my Father, help Thy child 81 
 
 Once again of Jesus we would . 84 
 191 
 
 Once more we lift our joyful eyes 
 One look at the Crucified Jesus 
 
 Onward 
 
 Onward, onward, let the watch- 
 
 Open the door, 
 
 O sometimes the shadows are 
 
 Our blessed Sabbath home, 
 
 Our Father, who art in heaven, 
 
 Our festive day so bright, 
 
 Our merry, merry hearts are 
 
 Our Sabbath Home, 
 
 Our thanks, glad thanks, . 
 
 Over the jasper sea, 
 
 O what can little hands do, . 
 
 Perfect peace,. 
 Praise to God, . 
 Praises to our Saviour King 
 Praise ye the Lord, 
 Precious, loving Saviour, 
 Precious, precious story, 
 Prepare the highway of the Lord 
 Press on, press on, ye workers. 
 Put on the white robes of glad- 
 Redeeming work is done, 
 Redemption, 
 Rejoice ! for the wand'rers are 
 
 Rest 
 
 Rest ever with God, 
 Return of the Prodigal, 
 Revival, . 
 Room for little feet, 
 Room for the children 
 
 Sabbath bells,. , t 
 Salvation is the battle cry, 
 Save me now, Lord, 
 Saviour King, I would sing, 
 Saviour, like a Shepherd lead us 
 
OUR SABBATH HOME PRAISE BOOK. 
 
 Saviour, who in love divine, . 91 
 
 S.iv. do we know what a friend 125 
 
 l.iy-light is fading o'er earth 131 
 
 See that banner waving high, . 15.5 
 
 Shall we meet beyond the river, . 197 
 
 Shout for gladness, sons of Zion, . 60 
 
 SHOUT THE VICTORY, . . I46 
 
 SHOWALTER. 8s 109 
 
 Softly and tenderly Jesus is call- 44 
 
 So near the g.ite of mercy, . . 129 
 
 Song of greeting, . . . 174 
 
 Songs in the cm. m. still night 120 
 
 S iwing in the morning, . . 188 
 
 Stokes, S. M 25 
 
 Stubbs, S m 99 
 
 S.sc.'l hour of prayer, . . . 204 
 
 Sweetly resting, sweetly resting, . 22 
 
 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go, 83 
 
 Take courage 23 
 
 Take me as I am. . .155 
 
 Teach me, O Lord, this very day, 80 
 
 Tell me oft the story, . 102 
 
 Thank God and take courage, . 23 
 
 Thanks be to God, who watches . 168 
 
 THE BEAUTIFUL HOMES ok THE 40 
 
 the brigh i and happy land, 8 
 
 The children's day, . . 176 
 
 'i 111 1 1111 dren's prayer, . 104 
 
 The door to heaven is open wide. 112 
 
 'I'm 1 OUNTAIN is OPENED, . 136 
 
 '1 in- 11 rURB LIES BEFORE ME. . 134 
 
 The heathen arc weeping far over 4 
 
 The HIGHWAY OF the Lord, . 59 
 The I AMI I AR away, -ISO 
 
 The Lord is the lount.iin of good- 136 
 
 THE Lords PRAYER, . . 135 
 
 The morning light is breaking, . 211 
 
 The multitude their garments . 171 
 
 There are songs of joy that I . 210 
 
 There is a brighter sky be>ond, . 157 
 
 There is mercy at the cross. . 126 
 
 There remaineth a rest for the 40 
 
 There remaineth therefore a rest, 47 
 
 THERE'S A BLESSING AT THE . 50 
 
 There's a place of rest where the 166 
 
 There's a voice in my heart, and. no 
 
 There's something more to live for 102 
 
 There's victory in Jesus, . . 63 
 
 There were ten who stood as the . 70 
 
 The Saviour is mine, . . •. 92] 
 I HE Son OF THY LOVE. . .183] 
 
 The tranquil hours steal by . . 1 13 I 
 
 The war cry is sounding, . . 146 
 
 THE WAYSIDE WELL, . . . 143 
 
 THE WHITE FIELDS, . . . 35 
 
 This day the sound upon the . 176 
 
 Though 1 journey day by day, . 51 
 
 Thou wilt keep them, Lord, in . 132 
 
 'Tis the gospel message, . . 24 
 
 'Tis the gracious Saviour calling, 71 
 
 Tis the Lord who leadeth me . 120 
 
 To-day THERE IS GLADNESS . 38 
 
 To-day the Saviour calls. . . 107 
 
 ler in this dear re- 36 
 
 To you, kind friends, once more . 174 
 
 Trusting and believing, . 161 
 
 Trusting in the Ro< k. . . 154 
 
 Turn. oh. turn thv footsteps home- 142 
 
 Tw.is good to sit ,u Jesus' feet, . 141 
 
 Tw.is the beautiful angels that . 94 
 
 Up and away 137 
 
 Victory in hie cross, . . 63 
 193 
 
 Wake from thy drowsy sleep. , 137 
 
 in the footsteps of Jesus. . 160 
 
 Watch, . . .102 
 
 We are buds of promise fair, . 77 
 
 We are coming once again, , . 82 
 
 We are coming, we .ue coming, . 98 
 
 We are little children, learning . 49 
 
 We are marching on to a bright . 8 
 
 We are marching to the music . 118 
 
 We are voung soldiers for Jesus, . 17 
 
 We come, blessed Saviour, again 172 
 
 We h ive heard a joyful sound. . 1 15 
 
 We'll never lay down our armor, 133 
 
 We love the grand old story, . 144 
 
 We thank thee, dear Father, for . 183 
 
 What a friend we have in Jesus, . 189 
 
 WHAT CAN LITTI E hands DO? 169 
 
 What is youb prospect, . 32 
 
 Whatsoever we ask ol |esus, . 150 
 
 When shall I. Lord, in thy blest . it>7 
 
 When the morning breaks in . 90 
 
 When the purple morn is birak-. 89 
 
 White k«>i 11 soi ri idni ss, 58 
 
 Who shall roil away the si »ne? . 33 
 
 Why st.uul ve here idle, with so . 04 
 
 Will you come With us to JeSUS, . 39 
 
 With anthems of praise we come. 170 
 
 With Jesus ever near. . . 100 
 
 Won r you love my Jesus? 02 
 
 Would. t thou be saved from sin?. 173 
 
 Wouldsl thou hive joy to yield, . 101 
 
 Ye know not when I shall come, . 162 
 
 Yes. 1 WU 1 GO no 
 
 Yes, 1 will praise Him, . . 6 
 
 Yet there is room for little feet, . 1 17 
 
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