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 1869. 
 
HYMNS  AND  SONGS 
 
 1  Feok  tub  golden  shower.  — Page  74. 
 
 WE  have  come  rejoicing  on  this  happy  day, 
 In  our  Sunday-school  -we  dearly  love  to  stay, 
 And  with  voices  blending  in  a  sacred  song, 
 We  the  Saviour's  praise  prolong. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 There  we  shall  never  grieve  him  more, 
 But  with  the  angels  on  that  shore, 
 Strike  the  harps  of  glory  in  a  sweeter  strain, 
 And  ever  with  them  praise  his  holy  name. 
 We  have  come  rejoicing,  &c. 
 
 2  Thro'  the  year  he's  kept  us,  and  his  smiling  face 
 Still  is  beaming  on  us  in  this  happy  place ; 
 And  the  gracious  Spirit  from  his  holy  throne, 
 Tells  us  of  a  better  home. 
 
 Chorus.     There  we  shall,  &c. 
 
 3  Jesus  there  is  smiling,  on  his  Father's  throne, 
 Saying,  "Come  in  welcome ;  come,  for  here  is  room ; 
 In  these  shining  mansions  I  have  still  a  place ; 
 Children,  hasten  to  my  face." 
 
 Chorus.'    There  we  shall,  &c. 
 
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SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 And  in  robes  of  glory,  like  the  stars  above, 
 Shall  my  loved  ones  ever,  ever  with  me  rove 
 Where  the  waving  flowerets  of  immortal  bloc 
 Shed  around  their  sweet  perfume. 
 Chorus.     There  we  shall,  &c. 
 
 From  the  S.  S.  CHANT  AND  TUNE  BOOK.— Page  160. 
 
 THERE  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth, 
 No  name  so  sweet  in  heaven, 
 The  name  before  his  wondrous  birth 
 To  Christ  the  Saviour  given. 
 Alleluia  I     Alleluia  I 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 We  love  to  sing  around  our  King, 
 And  hail  him  blessed  Jesus, 
 For  there 's  no  word  ear  ever  heard 
 So  dear,  so  sweet  as  Jesus ! 
 
 Alleluia !    Alleluia ! 
 
 Alleluia !     Praise  the  Lord. 
 
 2  His  human  name  they  did  proclaim. 
 
 When  Abram's  son  they  sealed  him, 
 The  name  that  still,  by  God's  good  will. 
 Deliverer  revealed  him. 
 
 Alleluia !     Alleluia  I 
 Cliorus,    We  love  to  sing,  &c. 
 
 3  And  when  he  hung  upon  the  tree. 
 
 They  wrote  his  name  above  him, 
 That  all  might  see  the  reason  we 
 Forever  more  must  love  him. 
 
 Alleluia !    Alleluia  I 
 Chorus*    We  love  to  eing,  &c. 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS, 
 
 4  So  now  upon  his  Father's  throne, 
 Almighty  to  release  us 
 From  sin  and  pains,  he  gladly  reigns, 
 The  Prince  and  Saviour,  Jesus. 
 
 Alleluia !     Alleluia ! 
 Chorus.     We  love  to  sing,  &c. 
 
 FaOM  THE  S.  S.  CUANT  AND  TUNE  BOOK.— Page  147. 
 
 SHOUT  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing, 
 Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King  1 
 Zion  the  marvellous  story  be  telling. 
 
 The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth, 
 The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling. 
 He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon  earth. 
 
 Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing,  • 
 Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King  ! 
 
 2  Tell  how  he  cometh  ;  from  nation  to  nation. 
 
 The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth   echo 
 
 round  I 
 How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salvation. 
 How    his    people    with    joy    everlasting    are 
 
 crowned. 
 Chorus.     Shout  the  glad  tidings,  &c. 
 
 3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing. 
 
 And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise ; 
 Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujahs  be  singing  ; 
 
 One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and  the 
 
 skies. 
 Chorus,    Shout  the  glad  tidings,  &c. 
 
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 *±  Fkom  the  golden  shower.  — Tage  96. 
 
 THE  life-boat !  the  life-boat !  how  bravely  she 
 rides 
 The  darkened,   and  stormy,  and    treacherous 
 main  I 
 The  wild  moaning  tempest,  the  fierce  rolling  tide, 
 Unite  their  dark  powers  to  overwhelm  her  in 
 vain. 
 The  mariner  sees  her,  and  hope  fills  his  breast ; 
 The  lamp  from  her  bow  gleams  bright  o'er  the 
 sea, 
 It  shines  as  a  star  on  the  billow's  fierce  breast. 
 And  mounts  o'er  the  waters  so  nobly  and  free. 
 
 2  The  Bible  1  the  Bible  I  o'er  life's  stormy  wave, 
 
 Is  the  life-boat  to  rescue  all  tempest-tossed  souls ; 
 It  ever  is  ready  from  danger  to  save ; 
 
 'T  is  safe  on  the  ocean,  tho'  fiercely  it  rolls. 
 The  Bible  1  the  Bible !  it  shines  ever  bright, 
 
 Like  a  heavenly  star  on  the  water's  dark  breast, 
 It  sheds  on  man's  pathway  a  glorious  light, 
 
 And  points  out  his  course  to  the  haven  of  rest. 
 
 Feom  happy  voices.— Page  161. 
 
 SAYIOUR,  listen  to  our  prayer. 
 Poor  and  sinful  though  we  are ; 
 Guilt  confessing, 
 Give  thy  blessing, 
 Grant  us  thy  loving  care. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 O  God  our  Father,  Christ  our  King, 
 Now  to  thee  our  hearts  we  bring ; 
 
 Keep  them  ever, 
 
 Blessed  Saviour, 
 Till  in  heaven  thy  love  we  sing. 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  11 
 
 2  Strength  is  thine  ;  yre  often  stray 
 From  thy  pure  and  holy  way ; 
 
 Wilt  thou  guide  us, 
 Walk  beside  us, 
 Nearer  every  day  ? 
 
 Chorus.     0  God  our  Father,  &c. 
 
 3  Then  may  we,  when  life  is  o'er. 
 Stand  with  thee  on  yonder  shore ; 
 
 Freed  from  sinning. 
 Heaven  winning, 
 Praising  evermore. 
 
 Chorus.     0  God  our  Father,  &c. 
 
 From  HAPPY  VOICES.— Page  12. 
 
 THE  valleys  and  the  mountains, 
 The  woodland  and  the  plain, 
 The  rivers  and  the  fountains. 
 The  sunshine  and  the  rain. 
 The  stars  that  shine  above  me, 
 The  flowers  that  deck  the  sod. 
 Proclaim  aloud  the  glory  of  my  God. 
 
 Praises,  holy  adoration. 
 Praises  to  the  God  above  ; 
 
 Praises  thro'  the  wide  creation, 
 Sound  aloud  his  greatness  and  his  love. 
 
 2  And  shall  the  voice  of  nature 
 Thus  glorify  its  King ; 
 And  man,  the  noble  creature, 
 No  grateful  tribute  bring? 
 Shall  mercy  strew  his  pathway, 
 And  all  his  senses  please. 
 And  man  withhold  the  sacrifice  of  praise  ? 
 
 Praise  him,  ye  that  live  forever  ; 
 Praise  him  every  heart  and  voice  ; 
 
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 Praise  liim,  he 's  the  glorious  Giver  ; 
 Praise  him  in  your  sorrows  and  your  joy  , 
 
 3  The  word  of  life  he  gave  us 
 
 To  guide  us  to  the  sky ; 
 That  he  might  justly  save  us, 
 
 He  sent  his  Son  to  die  — 
 To  die  in  shame  and  anguish, 
 To  die  a  sacrifice  ; 
 To  save  us  from  the  death  that  never  dies. 
 
 Praise  him,  praise  him  for  salvation ; 
 Praise  him,  praise  him  for  his  Son  ; 
 
 Praise  him,  every  tribe  and  nation ; 
 Praise  him  for  the  battle  he  has  won. 
 
 4  Then  train  your  youthful  voices 
 
 To  hymn  his  praise  above  ; 
 For  he  who  here  rejoices 
 
 In  Jesus'  dyiiig  love. 
 Around  his  throne  in  glory 
 Shall  all  his  love  proclaim. 
 And  sing  the  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 
 
 Praise  him,  praise  th'  eternal  Father ; 
 Praise  him,  praise  th'  eternal  Son  ; 
 
 Praise  him,  praise  the  Three  together, 
 Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  three  in  one. 
 
 From  HAPPY  VOICES. -Page  65. 
 
 ~D  OUND  the  throne  in  glory 
 jL\j  Happy  children  throng. 
 And  redemption's  story 
 
 "Wakes  the  harp  and  song. 
 On  the  verdant  mountain, 
 
 By  the  shining  stream, 
 Or  the  living  fountain, 
 
 Jesus  is  their  theme. 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  13 
 
 Glory  to  the  Lamb, 
 Praise  him  and  adore  ; 
 
 Glory  to  the  Lamb 
 For  evermore  1 
 
 2  Robes  of  snowy  whiteness^ 
 
 Beautiful  and  rare ; 
 Crowns  of  radiant  brightness, 
 
 Such  those  children  wear. 
 Safe  from  death's  bereavement, 
 
 Sorrow,  and  the  grave. 
 Free  from  sin's  enslavement, 
 
 Victory's  palm  they  wave. 
 Chorus.     Glory  to,  &c. 
 
 3  Now  the  skilful  fingers 
 
 Sweep  the  golden  lyre ;  • 
 Not  a  harper  lingers 
 
 In  that  ransomed  choir ; 
 Voices  sweetly  blending 
 
 With  the  tuneful  string. 
 To  the  throne  ascending, 
 
 Praise  the  heavenly  King. 
 Chorus.    Glory  to,  &c. 
 
 4  Children  now  sojourning 
 
 In  a  world  of  sin. 
 From  your  follies  turning. 
 
 Strive  to  enter  in : 
 Let  your  young  affections 
 
 Round  the  Saviour  twine  ; 
 And  'mid  heaven's  attractions 
 
 You  shall  sing  and  shine. 
 Chorus.    Glory  to,  &c. 
 
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 8  From  HAPPY  VOICES.  — Page  62. 
 
 LET  us  with  a  joyful  mind 
 Praise  the  Lordf.  for  he  is  kind  ; 
 For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
 Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
 
 2  Children,  come,  extol  his  mip;ht, 
 Join  with  saints  and  angels  bright ; 
 For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
 Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
 
 3  All  our  wants  he  doth  supply, 
 Loves  to  hear  our  humble  cry ; 
 For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
 Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
 
 4  He  of  old  our  fathers  blest. 
 Led  tliem  to  the  land  of  rest ; 
 For  his  mercies  shall  endure. 
 Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
 
 5  His  own  Son  he  sent  to  die. 
 Us  to  raise  to  joys  on  high  ; 
 For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
 Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
 
 6  Let  us  then  with  gladsome  mind 
 Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 
 For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
 Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
 
 9  From  HAPPY  VOICES.— Page  141. 
 
 THERE  is  beauty  all  around 
 When  there 's  love  at  home ; 
 There  is  joy  in  every  sound 
 When  there 's  love  at  home. 
 
UYM^S  AND    SONGS.  15 
 
 Peace  and  plenty  here  abide, 
 Smiling  sweet  on  every  side  ; 
 Time  doth  softly,  sweetly  glide 
 When  there 's  love  at  home. 
 
 2  In  the  cottage  there  is  joy, 
 
 When  there 's  love  at  home ; 
 Hate  and  envy  ne'er  annoy, 
 
 When  there's  love  at  home. 
 Roses  blossom  'neath  our  feet. 
 All  the  earth's  a  garden  sweet, 
 Making  life  a  bliss  complete, 
 
 When  there 's  love  at  home. 
 
 3  Kindly  heaven  smiles  above, 
 
 When  there  's  love  at  home  ; 
 All  the  earth  is  filled  with  love. 
 
 When  there  's  love  at  home. 
 Sweeter  sings  the  brooklet  by. 
 Brighter  beams  the  azure  sky ; 
 0,  there  's  one  who  smiles  on  high 
 
 When  there 's  love  at  home. 
 
 4  Jesus,  show  thy  mercy  mine, 
 
 Then  there 's  love  at  home  ; 
 Sweetly  whisper,  I  am  thine. 
 
 Then  there  's  love  at  home. 
 Source  of  love,  thy  cheering  light 
 Far  exceeds  the  sun  so  bright  — 
 Can  dispel  the  gloom  of  night ; 
 
 Then  there 's  love  at  home. 
 
 Faosi  HAPPY  VOICES.  — Hyjin  164. 
 
 HE  is  risen,  he  is  not  here  ; 
 Seek  him  not  among  the  dead. 
 He  is  living,  do  not  fear,'' 
 
 So  the  white-robed  anjrel  said. 
 
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 He  hath  conquerM  ev'ry  foe, 
 
 He  hath  shown  his  power  to  save, 
 
 "When  he  took  the  sting  from  death, 
 And  the  victory  from  the  grave. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Then  with  one  heart  and  voice 
 Let  all  the  earth  rejoice ; 
 Let  all  the  living  join  the  strain, 
 And  angels  shout  it  back  again : 
 The  Lord  is  risen,  the  Lord  is  risen  I 
 Rejoice,  rejoice,  rejoice,  rejoice! 
 
 2  He  is  risen,  he  is  not  here ; 
 
 On  the  earth  he  walks  no  more ; 
 All  his  trials,  all  his  toils. 
 
 All  his  grief  and  shame  are  o'er ; 
 All  his  purpose  is  fulfilled, 
 
 All  his  work  on  earth  is  done : 
 He  whom  sinners  put  to  death 
 
 Sitteth  on  the  great  white  throne. 
 Chorus.     Then  with  one  heart,  &c. 
 
 3  He  is  risen,  he  is  not  here  — 
 
 Not  indeed  to  mortal  eyes  ; 
 But  we  all  who  die  with  him, 
 
 Shall  again  with  him  arise. 
 'T  is  in  him  alone  we  live  ; 
 
 And  because  he  lives  again  — 
 Blessed  promise,  glorious  hope  !  — 
 
 We  shall  with  him  live  and  reign. 
 Choims,     Then  with  one  heart,  <fec. 
 
 11  Trom  happy  voices.  ^Htmn  173. 
 
 O'ER  the  flowing  river. 
 Little  children  stand, 
 Free  from  sin  for  ever, 
 Happy  in  that  land. 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  17 
 
 Fairer  than  the  summer  flower 
 
 Is  every  holy  one, 
 Singing,  shining  evermore, 
 
 With  glory  but  begun. 
 
 2  Once  their  eyes  were  streaming 
 
 With  the  tears  of  woe  ; 
 Now  with  rapture  beaming, 
 
 Not  a  tear  they  know : 
 Crowns  of  glory  now  they  wear, 
 
 And  ever  as  they  rove, 
 O'er  the  tuneful  harps  they  bear 
 
 Their  skilful  fingers  move. 
 
 3  'T  was  Immanuel  sought  them, 
 
 Straying  from  the  fold  ; 
 With  a  price  he  bought  them, 
 
 Dearer  far  than  gold ; 
 Not  the  treasures  of  the  mine. 
 
 Not  bleating  flocks  he  gave  ; 
 Blood  he  shed  —  'tAvas  blood  divine, 
 
 To  sanctify  and  save. 
 
 4  Little  saints  in  glory. 
 
 Guilty  though  I  be, 
 I  have  learned  the  story, 
 
 "Jesus  died  for  me.^' 
 Ransomed  by  his  blood  divine, 
 
 My  Saviour  I  will  love  ; 
 Bear  his  cross,  then,  rise  and  join 
 
 Your  shininir  band  above. 
 
 12  FR05I  HAPPY  VOICES.  — Htsin  181. 
 
 OFT  as  I  rove,  in  thoughtless  mood, 
 Along  life's  flowery,  sunny  road, 
 Unconscious  how  the  path  may  en^ 
 Unheeding  v»hcre  my  footsteps  tend, 
 2^  B 
 
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 I  hear  a  voice  which  seems  to  say, 
 In  a  gentle  whisper,  Come  away, 
 
 Come  away ! 
 Softly  it  whispers,  Come  away, 
 Come  away.  Come  away  I 
 
 2  From  day  to  day  that  voice  I  hear, 
 And  oftenest  when  no  friend  is  near — 
 When  on  some  secret  purpose  bent. 
 Or  on  some  pleasure  too  intent  — 
 
 A  still  small  voice,  which  seems  to  say, 
 In  a  gentle  whisper,  Come  away, 
 
 Come  away ! 
 Softly  it  whispers,  Come  away, 
 Come  away.  Come  away  ! 
 
 3  At  times  perchance  too  near  I  tread 
 Some  cruel  quicksand's  treach'rous  bed. 
 Some  yawning  gulf,  some  fatal  snare. 
 Some  spot  where  death  is  in  the  air ; 
 Then  comes  that  warning  voice  to  say, 
 In  a  gentle  whisper,  Come  away. 
 
 Come  away ! 
 Softly  it  whispers.  Come  away. 
 Come  away ! 
 
 4  Some  foe  with  radiant  beauty  drapes 
 Temptation  in  a  thousand  shapes, 
 And  many  a  glittering  prize  is  given 
 To  lure  me  far  from  home  and  heaven  ; 
 But  never  fails  that  voice  to  say, 
 With  its  gentle  whisper,  Come  away, 
 
 Come  away! 
 Softly  it  whispers,  Come  away. 
 Come  away ! 
 
 5  A4i,  gentle  Spirit,  fiiithful  Friend, 
 Be  with  me  always  to  life's  end, 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  19 
 
 Till  He  who  keeps  my  heav'nly  crown 
 Shall  send  his  loving  angel  down,    " 
 Upon  my  brow  his  hand  to  lay, 
 And  kindly  bid  me,  Come  away, 
 
 Come  away ! 
 And  softly  whisper,  Come  away, 
 
 Come  away ! 
 
 13  From  HAPPY  VOICES.— n^MN  243. 
 
 H 
 
 Words  of  life  to  hear,  his  praise  to  sing. 
 Friendly  hands  to  grasp,  while  eye  to  eye 
 Flashes  out  the  spark  of  love  and  joy. 
 IIap]\v,  happy  moments,  all  too  soon  you're  gone, 
 And  the  time  of  parting  comes  swiftly  flying  on : 
 
 Lift  we  then  yet  once  again  a  happy  song  of  praise, 
 Once  again  a  loving  eye  to  our  Kedeemer  raise, 
 Beg  of  him  upon  each  head  his  hand  of  love  to  lay, 
 Giving  each  a  word,  a  smile,  a  blessing  on  our  way. 
 So  shall  he  guide  us  till  partings  are  o'er. 
 And  welcome  us  all  on  eternity's  shore. 
 And  welcome  us  all  on  eternity's  shore. 
 
 2  Cheerily  we  have  met  as  voyagers  meet, 
 
 Sailing  on  their  way  to  friends  and  home ; 
 Or  as  at  a  fount  of  waters  sweet. 
 
 Travellers  who  o'er  the  desert  roam  : 
 Hours  of  sweet  refreshment,  girding  up  the  soul, 
 Eagerly  to  hasten  towards  the  heavenly  goal: 
 
 Chorus.     Lift  we  then,  &c. 
 
 3  Joyfully  we  have  met  in  Jesus'  name. 
 
 Hopefully  we  part  beneath  his  care. 
 Seeking  how  we  may  his  love  proclaim, 
 Brino-inn;  all  we  can  that  love  to  share : 
 
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 Brighter  thus  each  day  shall  rise  our  pilgrim  sun, 
 Larger  still  our  numbers  the  joyful  race  to  run: 
 Chorus.     Lift  we  then,  &c. 
 
 14  From  HAPPY  VOICES.  — Hymn  121. 
 
 "VrOTHING  but  leaves;  the  Spirit  it  gric 
 i.\l      Over  a  wasted  life, 
 O'er  sin  committed  while  conscience  slept, 
 Promises  made  but  never  kept : 
 
 Folly  and  shame  and  strife. 
 Nothing  but  leaves,  nothing  but  leaves. 
 
 2  Nothing  but  leaves  ;  no  ripened  sheaves 
 
 Garner'd  of  life's  fair  grain  : 
 We  sow  our  seed  —  lo,  tares  and  weeds, 
 '  Words,  idle  words  for  earnest  deeds  ; 
 Keaping,  we  find  with  pain 
 Nothing  but  leaves. 
 
 3  Nothing  but  leaves :  and  memory  weaves 
 
 No  veil  to  hide  the  past ; 
 And  as  we  trace  our  weary  way, 
 Counting  each  lost  and  misspent  day, 
 
 Sadly  we  find  at  last 
 Nothing  but  leaves. 
 
 4  And  shall  we  meet  the  Master  so. 
 
 Bearing  our  withered  leaves  ? 
 The  Saviour  looks  for  perfect  fruit ; 
 Stand  we  before  him  sad  and  mute, 
 
 Waiting  the  word  he  breathes, 
 *'  Nothing  but  leaves !" 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  21 
 
 15  From  HAPPY  VOICES.  — Hymn  179. 
 
 THIS  life  is  a  battle  'gainst  Satan  and  sin, 
 And  we  are  the  soldiers  the  vict'ry  to  win, 
 And  Christ  is  the  Captain  of  our  little  band ; 
 Whatever  opposes,  for  him  we  will  stand. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Then  stand  up  for  Jesus,  whatever  befall ; 
 
 On  Calvary's  mountain  he  stood  for  us  all. 
 Then  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
 Stand  up  for  Jesus, 
 Stand  up  for  Jesus,  for  Jesus. 
 
 2  To  God  for  our  armor  we  '11  fail  not  to  go, 
 
 He  '11  clothe  us  with  truth  and  with  righteousness 
 
 too ; 
 The  "gospel  of  peace"  shall  our  footsteps  attend. 
 And  the  good   "shield  of  faith"  from  all  harm 
 
 shall  defend. 
 Chorus.     Then  stand  up  for  Jesus,  &c. 
 
 3  Salvation  our  helmet,  the  Bible  our  sword, 
 Though  wily  our  foes,  "we  are  strong  in  the  Lord;" 
 While  watching  and  praying,  our  armor  keeps 
 
 bright. 
 Our  Jesus  will  help  us  to  stand  for  the  right. 
 Chorus.    Then  stand  up  for  Jesus,  &c. 
 
 4  Though  little  temptations  (the  worst  ones  of  all) 
 Will  often  beset  us  to  make  us  to  fall. 
 
 We  '11  stand  up  for  Jesus  ;  and  when  life  is  o'er, 
 
 For  us  he'll  be  standing  on  Jordan's  bright  shore. 
 
 Chorus.     Then  stand  u^  for  Jesus,  &c. 
 
22  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 16  From  the  CASKET.  — Page  18. 
 
 SWEET  is  the  song  of  heaven. 
 The  anthem  of  the  sky ; 
 Good  will  to  man  be  given, 
 Glory  to  God  on  high. 
 
 Sweet  is  the  song  of  heaven, 
 The  anthem  of  the  sky  ; 
 
 Good  will  to  man  be  given, 
 Glory  to  God  on  high. 
 
 2  While  ev'ry  heart  rejoices 
 
 To  sing  of  peace  on  earth, 
 We'll  tune  our  cheerful  voices. 
 To  sing  a  Saviour's  birth. 
 Chor.     Sweet  is  the  song,  &c. 
 
 3  Publish  the  great  salvation ; 
 
 Repeat  the  joyful  strain 
 Through  every  land  and  nation, 
 O'er  every  hill  and  plain. 
 
 Chor.     Sweet  is  the  song,  &c. 
 
 4  Let  notes  of  joy  and  gladness 
 
 The  cheerful  strain  prolong. 
 Nor  let  one  note  of  sadness 
 Be  mingled  with  the  song. 
 Chor.     Sweet  is  the  song,  &c. 
 
 17  rnoM  THE  CASKET.  — Page  104. 
 
 PLEASE  to  watch  us,  blessed  Saviour, 
 As  we  leave  our  Sabbath  Home ; 
 Guide  and  keep  us  from  all  danger, 
 Till  again  to  thee  wo  come. 
 
IITMNS    AND    SONGS.  23 
 
 cnoRus. 
 Tho'  we  very  often  -wander 
 
 In  the  path  of  vice  and  sin, 
 Yet  we  pray  that  thou  wouldst  hear  us, 
 
 Cleanse  and  make  us  pure  within. 
 
 2  Make  each  spirit  meek  and  lowly, 
 Make  us  leave  the  ways  of  strife ; 
 Lead  us  in  the  path  of  duty, 
 Lead  us  to  the  better  life. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Thus  we  M  served  thee,  blessed  Saviour, 
 Till  we  've  crossed  life's  stormy  sea. 
 
 And  with  each  loved  friend  and  teacher, 
 All  are  gathered  home  to  thee. 
 
 18  From  THE  CASKET.  — Page  102. 
 
 TT'AIN'TLY  flow,  thou  falling  river, 
 Jj      Like  a  dream  that  dies  away  ; 
 Down  the  ocean  gliding  ever, 
 
 Keep  thy  caloL,  unruffled  way ; 
 To  eternity's  dark  ocean. 
 
 Burying  all  its  treasures  there. 
 
 2  Roses  bloom,  and  then  they  wither ; 
 
 Cheeks  are  bright,  then  fade  and  die; 
 Shapes  of  light  are  wafted  hither, 
 
 Then  like  visions  hurry  by ; 
 Time  is  bearing  us  to  heaven, 
 
 Home  of  happiness  and  rest. 
 
 19  From  the  CASKET.  — Page  68. 
 
 "TTTE  are  now  in  youth's  bright  morning, 
 
 V  V       Cheerily  we  're  passing  on  ; 
 Joys  around  us  sweetly  dawning 
 Tell  us  joys  may  yob  he  won. 
 
24 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 We  are  young,  and  we  are  happy, 
 Wo  are  happy,  happy  in  our  song  ; 
 
 We  are  young,  and  we  are  happy, 
 Happy,  happy  in  our  song. 
 
 2  If  the  charms  of  earth  are  fleeting, 
 
 And  should  quickly  pass  away, 
 Still  the  Holy  Spirit's  greeting 
 
 Shall  not  with  those  charms  decay. 
 Chorus,    We  are  young,  &c. 
 
 3  Wisdom's  cheering  voice  invites  us 
 
 To  the  feast  of  Jesus'  love, 
 
 And  a  foretaste  here  delight  us, 
 
 On  our  way  to  realms  above. 
 
 Chorus,  ■  We  are  young,  &o, 
 
 4  When  we  cross  the  shining  portal, 
 
 On  the  banks  of  yonder  shore, 
 And  are  clothed  in  robes  immortal. 
 We  '11  be  happy  evermore. 
 
 Chorus.    We  are  young,  &c, 
 
 20  Your  Mission. 
 
 IF  you  cannot  on  the  ocean 
 Sail  among  the  swiftest  fleet, 
 Hocking  on  the  highest  billows. 
 
 Laughing  at  the  storms  you  meet ; 
 You  can  stand  among  the  sailors. 
 Anchored  yet  within  the  bay ; 
 You  can  lend  a  hand  to  help  them, 
 As  they  launch  their  boats  away. 
 
 2,  If  you  are  too  weak  to  journey 
 
 Up  the  mountain,  steep  and  high, 
 You  can  stand  within  the  valley, 
 While  the  multitudes  go  by  ; 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  25 
 
 You  can  chant,  in  happy  measure, 
 
 As  they  slowly  pass  along ; 
 Though  they  may  forget  the  singer, 
 
 They  will  not  forget  the  song. 
 
 3  If  you  have  not  gold  and  silver, 
 
 Ever  ready  to  command ; 
 If  you  cannot  toward  the  needy, 
 
 Reach  an  ever-open  hand. 
 You  can  visit  the  afflicted, 
 
 O'er  the  erring  you  can  weep ; 
 You  can  be  a  true  disciple, 
 
 Sitting  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 
 
 4  If  you  cannot,  in  the  harvest, 
 
 Garner  up  the  richest  sheaves, 
 Many  a  grain,  both  ripe  and  golden, 
 
 Will  the  careless  reapers  leave ; 
 Go  and  glean  among  the  briars, 
 
 Growing  rank  against  the  wall. 
 For  it  may  be  that  their  shadow 
 
 Hides  the  heaviest  wheat  of  all. 
 
 5  If  you  cannot,  in  the  conflict, 
 
 Prove  yourself  a  soldier  true ; 
 If,  where  fire  and  smoke  are  thickest. 
 
 There 's  no  work  for  you  to  do  ; 
 "When  the  battle-field  is  silent, 
 
 You  can  go  with  careful  tread. 
 You  can  bear  away  the  wounded, 
 
 You  can  cover  up  the  dead, 
 
 6  Do  not,  then,  stand  idly  waiting 
 
 For  some  greater  work  to  do ; 
 Fortune  is  a  lazy  goddess, 
 
 She  will  never  come  to  you. 
 Go  and  toil  in  any  vineyard, 
 
 Do  not  fear  to  do  or  dare  ; 
 If  you  want  a  field  of  labor, 
 
 You  can  find  it  anywhere. 
 3 
 
26  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 21  From  the  CASKET.  — Page  42. 
 
 rpiIE  Sunday  School,  with  joy  so  full, 
 X      We  love  it  more  and  more  ; 
 Its  precious  hours  refresh  our  pow'rs 
 
 With  strength  unknown  before. 
 Here  truths  from  purest  fountains  brought ; 
 Here  Jesus'  bright  example  taught; 
 Wo  're  led  to  love,  to  look  above, 
 
 Where  we  so  soon  shall  soar. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Glory !  glory  !  let  us  sing, 
 
 While  heav'n  and  earth  with  glory  ring; 
 Hosanna,  Hosanna, 
 Ilosanna  to  the  Lamb  of  God  I 
 
 2  Our  Teachers  true,  we  turn  to  you. 
 
 As  guides  beloved  and  kind  ; 
 In  youth  and  age,  on  mem'ry's  page, 
 
 Our  thanks  shall  stand  enshrined. 
 And  when  'mid  life's  gay  scenes  we  stray, 
 "Where  duties  call,  where  passions  play, 
 Your  counsels  wise  shall  ever  rise, 
 
 Like  guards  around  the  mind. 
 Chorus,    Glory  I  glory !  &c. 
 
 3  Our  Pastor  kind,  we  're  e'er  inclined 
 
 To  hear  your  gladsome  voice  ; 
 And  fondly  cling  to  truths  you  bring, 
 
 They  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 
 And  when  these  youthful  days  are  past, 
 To  riper  joys  and  scenes  we'll  haste, 
 We  '11  gather  where  the  good  appear, 
 
 And  make  their  ways  our  choice. 
 Chorus.     Glory  !  glory !  &c. 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  27 
 
 22  From  Tm:  CASKET.— Page  37. 
 
 piIILDKEN  on  life's  battle-field, 
 \J     Be  ye  valiant,  bold,  and  strong ; 
 In  the  strife  with  cheerful  zeal 
 Urge  the  Saviour's  cause  along. 
 
 CHORUS, 
 
 Onward,  onward  to  glory  I 
 Yield  not  to  the  wily  foe  ! 
 
 Vict'ry  and  heav'n  are  before  thee, 
 Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go. 
 
 2  Hark  !  the  battle  is  begun  I 
 
 Kally,  Christians,  for  your  King  ; 
 Forward,  till  the  vict'ry  's  won. 
 Till  the  shouts  of  triumph  ring  ! 
 Chorus.     Onward,  &c. 
 
 3  Jesus  calls  us  to  the  field  ! 
 
 He  will  lead  us  evermore ; 
 'Neath  his  banner  ne'er  to  yield. 
 Till  the  mighty  conflict 's  o'er. 
 Chorus.     Onward,  &c. 
 
 4  Then  in  yonder  world  of  light 
 
 We  will  lay  our  armor  down. 
 And,  'mid  throngs  of  angels  bright, 
 Each  receive  a  starry  crown. 
 
 23  Fbom  the  golden  chain.  — Page  124. 
 
 A  BEAUTIFUL  land  by  faith  I  see, 
 A  land  of  rest,  from  sorrow  free,  — 
 The  home  of  the  ransomed,  bright,  and  fair, 
 And  beautiful  angels,  too,  are  there. 
 
28  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Will  you  go  ?   Will  yoii  go  ? 
 
 Go  to  that  beautiful  land  with  me  ? 
 Will  you  go  ?   Will  you  go  ? 
 
 Go  to  that  beautiful  land  ? 
 
 2  That  beautiful  land,  the  City  of  Light, 
 
 It  ne'er  has  known  the  shades  of  night; 
 The  glory  of  God,  the  light  of  day, 
 Hath  driven  the  darkness  far  away. 
 Chorus.     Will  you  go  ?  &c. 
 
 3  In  vision  I  see  its  streets  of  gold, 
 
 Its  beautiful  gates  I  too  behold, 
 The  river  of  life,  the  crystal  sea, 
 
 The  ambrosial  fruit  of  life's  fair  tree 
 Chorus.     Will  you  go  ?  &c. 
 
 4  The  heavenly  throng  arrayed  in  white, 
 
 In  rapture  range  the  plains  of  light , 
 And  in  one  harmonious  choir  they  praise 
 Their  glorious  Saviour's  matchless  grace. 
 Chorus.     Will  gou  go  ?  &c. 
 
 24 
 
 From  the  GOLDEN  CHAIN.  — Paqe  126. 
 
 H  OS  ANNA,  Ilosanna,  Hosanna  to   the    Son   of 
 _  David ! 
 Blessed  is  he  that  cometh  in  tho  name  of  the  Lord, 
 Lord. 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest,  in  the  highest. 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest,  in  the  highest. 
 
 And  when  he  was  come  unto  Jerusalem,  all  the  city 
 was  moved,  saying,  "  AVho  is  this?" 
 
 And  the  multitude  said,  This  is  Jesus,  This  is  Jesus, 
 the  prophet  of  Nazareth  and  Galilee. 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS,  29 
 
 25  From  the  GOLDEN  CHAIN.  — Page  102. 
 
 SHALL  hymns  of  grateful  love 
 Thro'  heaven's  high  arches  ring, 
 And  all  the  hosts  above 
 
 Their  songs  of  triumph  sing. 
 
 And  shall  not  we  take  up  the  strain, 
 And  send  the  echo  back  again  ? 
 And  send  the  echo,  send  the  ecJio,  send  the  echo, 
 
 send  the  echo,  send  the  echo,  send  the  echo 
 
 back  again  ? 
 
 2  Shall  every  ransomed  tribe 
 
 Of  Adam's  scattered  race, 
 To  Christ  all  powers  ascribe, 
 Who  saved  them  by  his  grace. 
 Chorus.     And  shall  not  we  take  up,  &c. 
 
 3  Shall  they  adore  the  Lord, 
 
 Who  bought  them  with  his  blood. 
 And  all  the  love  record. 
 
 That  led  them  home  to  God. 
 Chorus.     And  shall  not  we  take  up,  &c. 
 
 4  Then  spread  the  joyful  sound, 
 
 The  Saviour's  love  proclaim. 
 And  publish  all  around 
 
 Salvation  through  his  name. 
 Chorus.    And  shall  not  we  take  up,  &c. 
 
 3* 
 
30  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 26  From  the  GOLDEN  CHAIN.  — Paoe  96. 
 
 WHEN  the  Sabbath  bell  is  ringing. 
 Let  us  come  without  delay ; 
 And  unite  with  thousands  singing, 
 In  their  Sunday-schools  to-day. 
 
 Hail,  hail,  this  happy  day, 
 Hail,  hail,  this  happy  day, 
 Hail  this  day,  hail  this  day, 
 Hail  this  happy  day. 
 Yes,  hail  this  day. 
 
 2  These  are  happy  hours  of  meeting, 
 
 When  we  hear  the  voice  of  prayer ; 
 But  these  hours  are  short  and  fleeting  i 
 Let  us  then  be  early  there. 
 Chorus.     Hail,  hail,  &c. 
 
 3  We  shall  keep  our  teachers  waiting, 
 
 If  we  tarry  by  the  w^ay ; 
 Or  disturb  the  school  reciting, 
 On  this  holy  Sabbath  day. 
 Chorus.     Hail,  hail,  &c. 
 
 4  Here  the  blessed  gospel  shows  us 
 
 All  its  precious  stores  of  truth ; 
 And  the  Holy  Spirit  woos  us 
 From  transgression  in  our  youth. 
 Chorus.     Hail,  hail,  &c. 
 
 5  When  the  Sabbath  bell  is  ringing. 
 
 Let  us  to  the  school  repair. 
 That  we  may  unite  in  singing. 
 And  together  kneel  in  prayer. 
 Chorus.     Hail,  hail,  &c. 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS. 
 
 27  From  the  GOLDEN  CnAIN.  — Page  33. 
 
 IT  is  well !  It  is  well !  It  is  well ! " 
 God's  ways  are  always  right. 
 And  love  is  o'er  them  all, 
 Tho'  far  above  our  sight. 
 
 2  ''Itiswelir* 
 
 Tho'  deep  and  sore  the  smart ; 
 He  wounds  who  knows  to  bind, 
 And  heal  the  broken  heart. 
 
 3  "It  is  well!" 
 
 Though  sorrow  clouds  our  way, 
 'Twill  make  the  joy  more  dear. 
 That  ushers  in  the  day ! 
 
 4  "It  is  well!" 
 
 The  path  that  Jesus  trod, 
 Though  rough  and  dark  it  be, 
 Leads  home  to  Heaven  and  God. 
 
 28  Feom  the  golden  chain.  — Pagk  16. 
 
 IF  I  were  a  voice,  a  persuasive  voice. 
 That  could  travel  the  wide  world  thro', 
 I  would  fly  on  the  wings  of  the  morning  light, 
 And  speak  to  the  men  with  a  gentle  might, 
 And  tell  them  to  be  true,  and  tell  them  to  be  true. 
 
 Be  true,  be  true, 
 And  tell  them  to  be  true,  iell  them  to  he  true. 
 
 2  I  would  fly,  I  would  fly  o'er  land  and  sea. 
 Where  a  human  heart  might  be  ; 
 I  would  tell  them  a  tale,  or  Pd  sing  a  song. 
 In  praise  of  the  right,  in  blame  of  the  wrong, 
 
32  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 And  tell  them  to  be  good,  and  tell  them  to  bo 
 good. 
 
 Be  good,  he  good, 
 And  tell  them  to  be  good,  tell  them  to  he  goo\ 
 
 Joyful  sound,  joyful  sound. 
 
 3  If  I  were  a  voice,  a  consoling  voice, 
 I  would  fly  on  the  wings  of  the  air. 
 The  houses  of  sorrow  and  guilt  I'd  seek, 
 And  calm  and  truthful  words  I'd  speak, 
 And  whisper  of  sweet  hope,  and  whisper  of  sweet 
 hope. 
 
 Sweet  hope,  sweet  liope. 
 And  whisper  of  sweet  liope,  lohisper  of  sweet  hope* 
 God  is  love,  God  is  love. 
 
 [  If  I  were  a  voice,  an  immortal  voice, 
 I  would  fly  the  whole  earth  around ; 
 And  wherever  man  with  error  bow'd, 
 I  'd  publish  in  notes  both  long  and  loud, 
 The  Truth's  most  joyful  sound. 
 
 Joj^-ful  sound.     {Echo,  Joyful  sound.) 
 The  Truth's  most  joyful  sound. 
 
 Hcho. — Truth's  most  joyful  sound. 
 
 5  I  would  fly,  I  would  fly  on  the  wings  of  day^ 
 And  point  to  the  realms  above  ; 
 I  would  fly,  I  would  fly  over  city  and  town, 
 And  drop  like  a  happy  sunlight  down. 
 And  whisper,  God  is  love. 
 
 God  is  love.     {Echo,  God  is  love.) 
 And  whisper,  God  is  love. 
 
 Echo. — Whisper,  God  is  love. 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  Sa 
 
 29  From  the  GOLDEN  CENSOR.— Page  22. 
 
 WE  gather,  we  gather,  dear  Jesus,  to  bring 
 The  breathings  of  love,  'mid  the  blossoms 
 of  Spring ; 
 Our  Maker !  Redeemer !  we  gratefnlly  raise 
 Our  hearts  and  our  voices  in  hymning  thy  praise. 
 Hallelujah !  Hallelujah  !  Hosanna  in  the  highest  I 
 Hallelujah!  Hallelujah!  Hosanna  to  the  Lord  I 
 
 2  When,  stooping  to  earth  from  the  brightness  of 
 
 heaven, 
 Thy  blood  for  our  ransom  so  freely  was  given  ; 
 Thou  designedst  to  listen  while  children  adored 
 With  joyful  hosannas  the  bless'd  of  the  Lord. 
 Hallelujah,  &c. 
 
 3  Those  arms  which  embraced  little  children  of  old, 
 Still  love  to  encircle  the  lambs  of  the  fold ; 
 That  grace  which  inviteth  the  wandering  home, 
 Hath  never  forbidden  the  youngest  to  come. 
 
 Hallelujah,  &c. 
 
 4  Hosanna !  hosanna  !     Great  Teacher,  we  raise 
 Our  hearts  and  our  voices  in  hymning  thy  praise, 
 For  precepts  and  promise  so  graciously  given. 
 For  blessings  of  earth  and  the  glories  of  heaven. 
 
 Hallelujah,  &c. 
 
 30  From  the  GOLDEN  CENSOR.— Page  57. 
 
 MAN  the  life-boat !  man  the  life-boat  I 
 Hearts  of  love,  your  succor  lend ! 
 See,  the  shattered  vessel  staggers  ! 
 
 Quick  !  0  quick  !  assistance  lend  I 
 Now  the  fragile  boat  is  hanging 
 On  the  billow's  feathery  height, 
 
34  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Now  'iLiidst  fearful  depths  descending, 
 AVhile  we  wither  at  the  sight. 
 
 2  Courage  !  courage  !  she 's  in  safety, 
 
 See  again  her  buoyant  form, 
 By  his  gracious  hand  uplifted, 
 
 Who  controls  the  raging  storm. 
 With  her  gracious  cargo  freighted. 
 
 Now  the  life-boat  nears  the  shore ; 
 Parents,  brethren,  friends,  embracing 
 
 Those  they  thought  to  see  no  more. 
 
 3  Christian,  pause,  and  deeply  ponder ; 
 
 Is  there  nothing  you  can  do  ? 
 The  sinking  ship,  the  storm,  the  life-boat, 
 
 Have  they  not  a  voice  for  you  ? 
 There  's  a  storm,  a  fearful  tempest  — 
 
 Souls  are  sinking  in  despair ; 
 There 's  a  shore  of  blessed  refuge, 
 
 Try,  0  try  to  guide  them  there. 
 
 4  0,  remember  Him  who  saved  you. 
 
 Whose  right  hand  deliverance  wrought, 
 Who,  from  depths  of  guilt  and  anguish, 
 
 You  to  peace  and  safety  brought ; 
 'Tis  His  voice  who  cheers  you  onward  — 
 
 "He  that  winneth  souls  is  wise  ;" 
 Launch  the  Gospel's  blessed  life-boat ; 
 
 Venture  all  to  win  the  prize. 
 
 31 
 
 From  HAPPY  VOICES.— Hymn  148. 
 
 HOME,  dear  home,  we  never  can  forget ; 
 Friends,  dear  friends,  we  often  there  have 
 met; 
 Press'd  by  care,  or  pierced  by  grief, 
 Home  has  afforded  us  a  sweet  relief. 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  35 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Tender  memories  round  thee  twine, 
 
 Like  the  ivy-green  round  the  pine ; 
 
 Over  land  and  sea  we  may  roam, 
 
 Still  will  we  cherish  thee,  our  own  dear  home. 
 
 2  Lured  by  gain,  we  seek  a  foreign  shore, 
 Worn  and  weary  heap  the  golden  ore ; 
 Still  our  yearning  hearts  demand 
 
 Rest  in  the  homestead  in  our  native  land. 
 Chorus.    Tender  memories,  &q. 
 
 3  On  the  gilded  page  of  earthly  fame 
 Some  may  pant  to  register  their  name ; 
 Round  our  names  no  wreath  may  be, 
 
 But  you  may  read  them  on  the  old  home  tree. 
 Chorus.    Tender  memories,  &c. 
 
 4  Painted  pleasured  holds  the  flowing  bowl, 
 Mirth  and  music  lure  the  careless  soul ; 
 But  with  us  at  home  you  '11  find 
 
 Home  joys  that  never  leave  a  sting  behind. 
 Chorus.    Tender  memories,  &c. 
 
 5  Firmly  bound  by  silver  chains  of  love, 
 Here  are  foretastes  of  the  home  above ; 
 Thou  from  whom  all  blessings  come, 
 
 Help  us  to  praise  thee  for  a  Christian  home. 
 Ghorus.    Tender  memories,  &c. 
 
 32 
 
 From  HAPPY  VOICES.— Hymn  5. 
 
 COME,  boys,  come,  girls,  won't  you  volunteer? 
 If  you'd  reign  in  heaven  above,  you  must 
 battle  here. 
 Say  not,  say  not,  we  are  weak  and  few ; 
 Only  battle  for  the  right,  God  will  strengthen  you. 
 
36  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 March  on,  march  on,  singing  as  you  go; 
 March  on,  march  on,  do  not  fear  the  foe. 
 
 2  Come,  boys,  come,  girls,  won't  you  volunteer? 
 Youthful  soldiers  of  the  cross,  to  our  ranks  repair: 
 
 List  not,  list  not  to  the  world  and  sin, 
 Turn  away  from  foes  without  and  from  foes  within. 
 Clwrus.     March  on,  march  on,  &c. 
 
 3  Come,  boys,  come,  girls,  won't  you  volunteer? 
 Jesus  bought  you  with  his  blood ;  how  can  you 
 
 forbear  ? 
 Sinful,  dying,  to  your  help  he  flew ; 
 Won't  you  love  and  live  for  him  who  has  died  for 
 
 you? 
 Chorus.     March  on,  march  on,  &c. 
 
 4  Come,  boys,  come,  girls,  won't  you  volunteer? 
 Soon  the  vict'ry  shall  be  yours,  if  you  persevere : 
 
 Singing,  shining,  on  a  heavenly  throne, 
 You  shall  strike  a  harp  of  gold  and  wear  a  golden 
 crown. 
 Chorus.     March  on,  march  on,  &c. 
 
 33  From  happy  VOICES.— Htmn  219. 
 
 THERE  is  a  world  of  beauty, 
 A  land  where  all  is  bright, 
 A  land  of  holiness  and  love. 
 
 And  Jesus  is  the  light ; 
 There  is  a  fountain  flowing 
 
 Fast  by  the  golden  throne. 
 And  myriad  angels  singing 
 Their  praise  to  God  alono. 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  37 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Up  in  that  land  of  beauty, 
 That  land  so  bright  and  fair, 
 
 May  we  all  meet  our  Saviour, 
 And  in  his  glory  share. 
 
 2  There  sunshine  ever  lingers. 
 
 And  flowers  the  sweetest  bloom, 
 Its  sons  ne'er  hear  of  sadness, 
 
 Nor  ever  fear  the  tomb. 
 That  land  it  is  so  holy. 
 
 That  land  it  is  so  fair, 
 And  Christ  hath  said,  the  weary 
 
 Shall  find  a  haven  there. 
 
 Chorus.     Up  in  that  land,  &c. 
 
 3  And  there  are  little  children. 
 
 Yes,  some  as  small  as  I ; 
 
 0  would  I  go  to  heaven, 
 
 If  I  this  day  should  die  ? 
 
 1  'd  like  to  be  an  angel, 
 
 And  wear  a  robe  so  white, 
 
 And  dwell  with  Christ  for  ever 
 
 In  that  blest  land  of  light. 
 
 Chorus.     Up  in  that  land,  &c. 
 
 34  From  HAPPY  VOICES.  — Hymn  220. 
 
 SHALL  we  gather  at  the  river, 
 Where  bright  angel  feet  have  trod  ; 
 With  its  crystal  tide  for  ever 
 Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God? 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Yes,  we  '11  gather  at  the  river, 
 
 The  beautiful,  the  beautiful  river ; 
 
 Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river 
 That  flows  by  the  throne  of  God. 
 4 
 
38  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 2  On  the  margin  of  the  river, 
 
 Washing  up  its  silver  spray, 
 
 We  Avill  walk  and  worship  ever, 
 
 All  the  happy,  golden  day. 
 
 Ckonis.     Yes,  we  ^11  gather,  &c. 
 
 3  Ere  we  reach  the  shining  river, 
 
 Lay  we  every  burden  down  ; 
 Grace  our  spirits  will  deliver. 
 And  provide  a  robe  and  crown. 
 Chorus.     Yes,  we  '11  gather,  &c. 
 
 4  Soon  we  '11  reach  the  silver  river ; 
 
 Soon  our  pilgrimage  will  cease  ; 
 Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 
 With  the  melody  of  peace. 
 
 Choi-us.     Yes,  we  '11  gather,  &o. 
 
 35  From  the  GOLDEN  CENSOR.  — Page  104. 
 
 TERUSALEM,  for  ever  bright,— 
 
 J    Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
 
 No  winter  there,  nor  chill  of  night, — 
 Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
 
 The  dripping  cloud  is  chased  away, 
 
 The  sun  breaks  forth  in  endless  day, — 
 Jerusalem,  Jerusalem, 
 The  beautiful  land  of  rest  I 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Beautiful  land,  beautiful  land, 
 Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
 
 2  Jerusalem,  for  ever  free, — 
 Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
 The  soul's  sweet  home  of  Liberty, — 
 Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  39 
 
 The  gyves  of  sin,  the  chains  of  woe, 
 The  ransomed  there  will  never  know. 
 Jerusalem,  &c. 
 
 Chorus.     Beautiful  land,  &c. 
 
 Jerusalem,  for  ever  dear, — 
 
 Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
 Thy  pearly  gates  almost  appear, — 
 
 Beautiful  land  of  rest ! 
 And  when  we  tread  thy  lovely  shore. 
 We'll  sing  the  song  we've  sung  before, — 
 Jerusalem,  &c. 
 
 Choriis.     Beautiful  land,  &c. 
 
 36  From  the  GOLDEN  CHAIN.  — Page  20. 
 
 FAR  out  upon  the  prairie 
 How  many  children  dwell, 
 Who  never  read  the  Bible, 
 
 Or  hear  the  Sabbath  bell ; 
 And  when  the  holy  morning 
 
 Wakes  us  to  sing  and  pray. 
 They  spend  the  precious  moments 
 In  idleness  and  play. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Far  out  upon  the  prairie 
 How  many  children  dwell, 
 
 Who  never  read  the  Bible, 
 Or  hear  the  Sabbath  bell. 
 
 2  For  they  have  no  kind  pastor. 
 Whose  lovifig  words  have  told 
 Of  Jesus,  the  good  Shepherd, 
 And  called  them  to  his  fold ; 
 
40  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 No  Sabbath  school  inviting 
 Its  pleasant  doors  -within  ; 
 
 No  teacher's  voice  entreating 
 To  leave  the  vray  of  sin. 
 Chorus.     Far  out,  &c. 
 
 3  I  wish  that  I  could  tell  them 
 
 How  Jesus  came  to  die, 
 When  he  for  little  children 
 
 Left  his  bright  throne  on  high ; 
 And  all  the  sad,  sad  story 
 
 Of  sorrow  which  he  bore, 
 When  for  his  crown  of  glory 
 
 A  crown  of  thorns  he  wore. 
 Chorus.    Far  out,  &c. 
 
 4  And  so  each  morn  and  evening, 
 
 Whene'er  I  kneel  in  prayer, 
 I'll  ask  the  gracious  Saviour 
 
 To  send  his  gospel  there  ; 
 That  in  the  glorious  city 
 
 In  which  he  dwells  above, 
 We  all  may  sing  together 
 
 Of  his  redeeming  love. 
 Chorus.    Far  out,  &c. 
 
 37  Feom  happy  voices.  — Hymn  234. 
 
 COME  where  the  wild  flow'rs  grow, 
 By  the  gushing  fountain ; 
 Come  where  the  zephyrs  blow 
 
 Over  plain  and  mountain  ; 
 Come  where  the  streamlets  dance. 
 
 Light  as  sportive  childhood  ; 
 Come  where  the  sunbeams  dance 
 Thro'  the  shady  wild  wood. 
 
SYMNS    AND    SONGS.  41 
 
 Come  where  the  violets  blue 
 
 Rich  perfumes  are  breathing, 
 Come  where  the  sunny  brow 
 
 Roses  red  are  wreathing  : 
 Sweet  sing  the  feathered  choir, 
 
 Not  a  note  of  sadness 
 Falls  on  the  ravished  ear ; 
 
 All  is  glee  and  gladness. 
 
 Come  when  the  placid  wave 
 
 Glows  in  sunset  glory ; 
 Come  when  the  dewy  eve 
 
 Veils  the  mountain  hoary ; 
 Come  when  the  rustic  hearth 
 
 Gathers  youth  and  beauty  ; 
 Come,  and  with  gentle  mirth 
 
 Sweeten  toil  and  duty. 
 
 38  From  the  GOLDEN  CHAIN.  — Page  124. 
 
 OUR  beautiful  flag,  0,  now  we  see 
 From  every  spot  and  blemish  free, — 
 The  Flag  of  our  Union,  bright  and  fair, 
 That  waves  in  triumph  everywhere. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 0,  be  true, —  0,  be  true. 
 
 True  to  our  beautiful  flag  so  free  I 
 
 2  0,  beautiful  flag,  so  pure  and  bright, 
 Thy  radiant  stars  are  life  and  light, 
 The  emblem  of  power,  our  guide  alway 
 Thy  stars  shall  never  fade  away. 
 
 Chorus.    0,  be  true,  &c. 
 
 3  We  see  thy  stripes  and  eagle  bold. 
 And  love  thee  more  as  we  behold ; 
 
 4- 
 
42  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 For  ever  wave  on  land  and  sea, 
 The  Union  Flag  of  the  brave  and  free. 
 Chorus.     0,  be  true,  &c. 
 
 4  This  beautiful  flag  we  ever  shall  see 
 O'er  every  State  unfurled  and  free  ; 
 Beneath  its  folds  shall  discord  cease, 
 And  North  and  South  rejoice  in  peace. 
 Chorus.    O,  be  true,  &c. 
 
 39  From  tde  GOLDEN  CHAIN.  — Pagb  56w 
 
 CHIDE  mildly  the  erring. 
 Kind  language  endears, 
 Grief  follows  the  sinful. 
 
 Add  not  to  their  tears ; 
 Avoid  with  reproaches 
 
 Fresh  pain  to  bestow, 
 The  heart  which  is  stricken 
 
 Needs  never  a  blow. 
 The  heart  which  is  stricken 
 
 Needs  never  a  blow. 
 
 2  Chide  mildly  the  erring. 
 
 Jeer  not  at  their  fall, 
 If  strength  be  but  human,     , 
 
 How  weakly  were  all  I 
 What  marvel  that  footsteps 
 
 Should  wander  astray. 
 When  tempests  so  shadow 
 
 Life's  wearisome  way. 
 
 3  Chide  mildly  the  erring, 
 
 Entreat  them  with  care, 
 Their  natures  are  mortal, 
 They  need  not  despair. 
 
HYMXS   A  KB    SONGS.  43 
 
 We  all  have  some  frailty, 
 
 We  all  are  unwise, 
 The  grace  \Yhich  redeems  us 
 
 Must  come  from  the  skies. 
 
 40  Fkom  the  golden  chain.  — Page  24.. 
 
 PEACEFULLY  lay  her  down  to  rest, 
 Place  the  turf  kindly  on  her  breast ; 
 Sweet  is  the  slumber  beneath  the  sod. 
 While  the  pure  soul  is  resting  with  God. 
 Peacefully  sleep,  peacefully  sleep. 
 Sleep  till  that  morning,  peacefully  sleep. 
 
 2  Close  to  her  lone  and  narrow  house. 
 Gracefully  wave,  ye  willow-boughs  ; 
 Flowers  of  the  wildwood,  your  odors  shed 
 Over  the  holy,  beautiful  dead. 
 
 Peacefully  sleep,  &c. 
 
 3  Quietly  sleep,  beloved  one. 
 
 Rest  from  thy  toil  —  thy  labor  is  done  ; 
 Rest  till  the  trump  from  the  opening  skies 
 Bid  thee  from  dust  to  glory  arise  1 
 Peacefully  sleep,  &c. 
 
 41 
 
 From  the  GOLDEN  CHAIN.  — Page  72. 
 
 COME,  come,  sing  to  the  Saviour, 
 Love,  love  beams  from  his  eye ; 
 Haste,  then,  share  in  his  favor, 
 Worship  the  Saviour  on  high. 
 Worship  the  Saviour, 
 Worship  the  Saviour, 
 AVorship  the  Saviour  on  high. 
 
44  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 2  Praise,  praise  yield  him  -with  gladness ; 
 
 Earth,  earth,  banish  thy  gloom  ; 
 Where,  death,  where  is  thy  sadness  ? 
 Jesus  returns  from  the  tomb. 
 
 Jesus  returns, 
 Jesus  returns  from  the  tomb. 
 
 3  Rise,  rise,  free  from  thy  mourning. 
 
 Light,  light  spreads  from  the  sky ; 
 See,  see  bright  the  day  dawning, 
 Jesus  is  risen  on  high. 
 
 Jesus  is  risen, 
 Jesus  is  risen  on  high. 
 
 4  Hail,  hail,  children  adore  him  ; 
 
 Here,  here  anthems  should  ring  ; 
 There,  there,  dwelling  before  him, 
 Loudest  hosannas  we  '11  sing. 
 
 Loudest  hosannas, 
 Loudest  hosannas  we  '11  sing. 
 
 42 
 
 From  the  GOLDEN  CHAIN.— Page  Hi. 
 
 THERE'S  a  song  the  angels  sing. 
 And  its  notes  with  rapture  ring. 
 Round  the  throne  whose  radiance  fills  the  heavens 
 above. 
 Shepherds  heard  the  distant  strain. 
 Watching  on  Judea's  plain, 
 "Glory  be  to  God,  Glory  be  to  God, 
 Glory  be  to  God,  to  men  be  peace  and  love." 
 
 Thro'  the  earth  and  thro'  the  sky, 
 Let  the  anthem  ever  fly, 
 "Glory  be  to  God  again, 
 Peace  on  earth,  good  will  to  men." 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  45 
 
 2  ^Tis  a  song  for  children  too  ; 
 To  the  Saviour  H  is  their  due  ; 
 
 Let  its  grateful  notes  ascend  to  him  again  : 
 Join  with  angels  in  their  song, 
 And  the  heavenly  strain  prolong, 
 
 "Glory  be  to  God,  good  -will  and  peace  to  men." 
 Chorus.    Thro'  the  earth,  &c. 
 
 3  Soon  around  that  throne  may  we 
 With  those  happy  angels  be, 
 
 Striking  harps  to  strains  that  nevermore  shall  ceaso : 
 Mingling  love  with  loftiest  praise, 
 Still  the  chorus  there  we'll  raise, 
 
 "  Glory  be  to  God,  to  men  good  will  and  peace." 
 Chorus.     Thro'  the  earth,  &c. 
 
 43  Feom  the  casket.— Page  80. 
 
 WE  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 
 AVe  hear  thy  gentle  voice  ; 
 We  would  be  thine  for  ever, 
 And  in  thy  love  rejoice. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 We  are  coming,  we  are  coming, 
 We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour ; 
 
 We  are  coming,  we  are  coming. 
 We  hear  thy  gentle  voice. 
 
 2  We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 
 
 To  meet  that  happy  band, 
 And  sing  with  them  for  ever. 
 And  in  thy  presence  stand. 
 
 We  are  coming,  &c. 
 
 To  meet  that  happy  band. 
 
 3  We  are  coming,  blessed  SaviOur, 
 
 Our  Father's  house  we  see  — 
 
46  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 A  glorious  mansion  ever 
 For  children  young  as  wc. 
 We  are  coming,  &c., 
 Our  Father's  house  we  see. 
 
 4  We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 
 
 That  happy  home  is  ours ; 
 If  here  we  gain  thy  favor, 
 We  ''11  reach  those  fragrant  bowers. 
 We  are  coming,  &c., 
 That  happy  home  is  ours. 
 
 5  We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 
 
 To  crown  our  Jesus  King, 
 And  then  with  angels  ever 
 
 His  praises  we  will  sing. 
 We  are  coming,  &c., 
 To  crown  our  Jesus  Kins;. 
 
 44 
 
 From  HAPPY  TOICES.  — Hymn  14. 
 
 WHAT  are  those  soul-reviving  strains 
 Which  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains. 
 What  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still. 
 So  sweetly  sound  from  Zion's  hill  ? 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Glory,  glory,  let  us  sing 
 While  heaven  and  earth  with  "Glory I''  ringi 
 Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  of  God ! 
 
 2  Lo,  't  is  an  infant  chorus  sings 
 *'  Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kings  I " 
 The  Saviour  comes,  and  babes  proclaim 
 Salvation  sent  in  Jesus'  name. 
 Chorus.  ■  Glory,  &c. 
 
EYMNS    AND    SONGS.  47 
 
 3  Messiah's  name  shall  joy  impart 
 -Alike  to  Jew  and  Gentile  heart : 
 
 He  bled  for  us,  he  bled  for  you, 
 And  we  will  sing  Hosanna  too. 
 Chorus.     Glory,  &c. 
 
 4  Proclaim  hosannas  loud  and  clear ; 
 See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear : 
 All  praise  on  earth  to  him  be  given, 
 
 And  "  Glory !''  shout  through  highest  heaven. 
 Chorus.     Glory,  &c. 
 
 45  From  the  CASKET.  — Page  22. 
 
 WE  are  waiting  by  the  river, 
 We  are  watching  on  the  shore, 
 Only  waiting  for  the  boatman, 
 Soon  he  '11  come  to  bear  us  o'er. 
 
 2  Though  the  mist  hang  o'er  the  river. 
 
 And  its  billows  loudly  roar. 
 Yet  we  hear  the  song  of  angels 
 Wafted  from  the  other  shore. 
 We  are  waiting,  &c. 
 
 3  And  the  bright  celestial  city, 
 
 We  have  caught  such  radiant  gleams 
 Of  its  towers  like  dazzling  sunlight, 
 With  its  sweet  and  peaceful  streams. 
 We  are  waiting,  &c. 
 
 4  He  has  called  for  many  a  loved  one, 
 
 We  have  seen  them  leave  our  side. 
 With  our  Saviour  we  shall  meet  them. 
 When  we  too  have  crossed  the  tide. 
 We  are  waiting,  &c. 
 
 5  When  we've  passed  that  vale  of  shadows, 
 
 With  its  dark  and  chilling  tide ; 
 In  that  bright  and  glorious  city 
 We  shall  evermore  abide. 
 We  are  waitinc:,  &c 
 
48  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 46  8s  &  Is. 
 
 WHO  shall  sing,  if  not  the  children, 
 Did  not  Jesus  die  for  them  ? 
 May  thev  not,  with  other  jewels, 
 
 Sparkle  in  his  diadem  ? 
 Why,  unless  the  song  of  heaven 
 
 They  begin  to  practise  here, 
 Why  to  them  were  voices  given, 
 Birdlike  voices,  sweet  and  clear  ? 
 
 2  There  ^s  a  choir  of  infant  songsters, 
 
 White-robed,  round  the  Saviour's  thiono) 
 Angels  cease,  and,  waiting,  listen  I 
 
 0  !  -'t  is  sweeter  than  their  own  I 
 Faith  can  hear  the  rapturous  choral. 
 
 When  her  ear  is  upward  turned  ; 
 Is  not  this  the  same,  perfected. 
 
 Which  upon  the  earth  they  learned  ? 
 
 3  Jesus,  when  on  earth  sojourning. 
 
 Loved  them  with  a  wondrous  love ; 
 And  will  he,  to  heaven  returning, 
 
 Faithless  to  his  blessing  prove  ? 
 Oh  I  they  can  not  sing  too  early ! 
 
 Fathers,  stand  not  in  their  way  I 
 Birds  do  sing  while  day  is  breaking, — 
 
 Tell  me,  then,  why  should  not  they? 
 
 47  From  the  CASKET.  — Page  72. 
 
 I  WANT  to  join  the  ransom'd. 
 And  with  the  ransom'd  stand 
 A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 
 A  harp  within  my  hand. 
 I  want  to  join  their  chorus. 
 My  voice  I  Avant  to  raise. 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  49 
 
 And  swell  the  song  so  joyous 
 To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 
 
 2  Anj^els  look  on  in  wonder, 
 
 They  cannot  join  the  song, 
 But  list  in  silent  rapture, 
 
 While  saints  the  notes  prolong. 
 Make  me  a  saint  in  glory, 
 
 0,  let  me  seq  thy  face, 
 Like  those  who  now  before  thee 
 
 Repeat  thy  wondrous  grace. 
 
 3  They  cast  their  crowns  before  thee, 
 
 They  hail  thee,  Saviour,  King; 
 And  while  they  thus  adore  thee, 
 
 New  praises  strive  to  sing. 
 And  thus  through  endless  ages 
 
 The  blissful  rapture  grows ; 
 And  thus  through  endless  ages 
 
 Thy  love  unchanging  flows. 
 
 48  From  the  CASKET.  — Page  112. 
 
 EADING,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining ; 
 Father  in  heaven,  the  day  is  declining ; 
 Safety  and  innocence  fly  with  the  light. 
 Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  with  the  night. 
 From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  the  morning  bells 
 
 chime. 
 Shield  me  from  danger  and  save  me  from  crime. 
 
 Father,  have  mercy.  Father,  have  mercy. 
 Father,   have  mercy,  through  Jesus  Christ,  our 
 Lord.     Amea. 
 
 2  Father  in  heaven,  0  hear  when  we  call ; 
 Hear  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is  Saviour  of  all ; 
 5  D 
 
50  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 Feeble  and  fainting,  we  trust  in  thy  miglit, 
 
 In  darkness  and  doubting  thy  love  be  our  light. 
 
 Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night  taper 
 
 burns, 
 Wake  in  thy  arms  when  the  morning  returns. 
 Father,  have  mercy,  &c. 
 
 3  Father,  hear  us  when  we  pray, 
 
 Look  in  mercy  from  above  ; 
 Turn  not,  Lord,  thy  face  away, 
 
 Hear,  and  grant  thy  pard'ning  love. 
 Turn  not,  Lord,  thy  face  away, 
 
 Hear,  and  grant  thy  pard'ning  love. 
 Father,  hear  us,  Father,  hear  us, 
 
 Hear,  and  grant  thy  pardoning  love. 
 
 4  In  the  name  of  Christ  we  come, 
 
 Asking  grace,  and  seeking  peace  ; 
 Raise  our  hearts  to  heaven,  our  home. 
 
 And  from  worldly  cares  release. 
 Raise  our  hearts  to  heaven,  our  home. 
 
 And  from  worldly  cares  release. 
 Father,  hear  us.  Father,  hear  us, 
 
 Hear,  and  grant  thy  pardoning  love.  Amen. 
 
 49  From  the  GOLDEN  CENSOR.— Page  103. 
 
 LORD,  I  hear  of  show'rs  of  blessings 
 Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free, 
 Showers  the  thirsty  land  refreshing ; 
 Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me. 
 Even  me.  Even  me. 
 Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me. 
 
 2  Pass  me  not,  0  God,  my  Father, 
 Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be  ; 
 Thou  might'st  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
 Let  thy  mercy  fall  on  me. 
 Even  me,  &c. 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS..  51 
 
 3  Pass  me  not,  0  gracious  Saviour, 
 
 Let  me  live  and  cling  to  thee : 
 Fain  I  'm  longing  for  thy  favor  ; 
 Whilst  thou  'rt  calling,  call  for  me, — ■ 
 Even  me,  &c. 
 
 4  Pass  me  not,  0  mighty  Spirit, 
 
 Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see  : 
 Witnesses  of  Jesus'  merit, 
 
 Speak  the  word  of  povs^er  to  me, — 
 Even  me,  &c. 
 
 5  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless ; 
 
 Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free ; 
 Grace  of  God,  so  rich  and  boundless, 
 Magnify  it  all  in  me, — 
 Even  me,  &c. 
 
 6  Pass  me  not,  thy  lost  one  bringing ; 
 
 Bind  my  heart,  0  Lord,  to  thee ; 
 Whilst  the  streams  of  life  are  springing, 
 Blessing  others,  0,  bless  me,— 
 Even  me,  &c. 
 
 50 
 
 From  the  GOLDEN  CENSOR.— Page  89. 
 
 T^ADE,  fade  each  earthly  joy, 
 Jl     Jesus  is  mine  ; 
 Break  every  tender  tie, 
 
 Jesus  is  mine ; 
 Dark  is  the  wilderness, 
 Earth  has  no  resting-place, 
 Jesus  alone  can  bless, 
 
 Jesus  is  mine. 
 
 2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away, 
 Jesus  is  mine ; 
 Here  would  I  ever  stay, 
 Jesus  is  mine : 
 
62  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 Perishing  things  of  clay. 
 Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
 Pass  from  my  heart  away, 
 Jesus  is  mine. 
 
 3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night 
 
 Jesus  is  mine ; 
 Lost  in  this  dawning  light, 
 
 Jesus  is  mine ; 
 All  that  my  soul  has  tried, 
 Left  but  a  dismal  void, — 
 Jesus  has  satisfied, 
 
 Jesus  is  mine. 
 
 4  Farewell,  mortality, 
 
 Jesus  is  mine ; 
 Welcome,  eternity, 
 
 Jesus  is  mine ; 
 Welcome,  0  loved  and  blest, 
 Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest, 
 AVelcome,  my  Saviour's  breast, 
 
 Jesus  is  mine. 
 
 51-  From  the  GOLDEN  CENSOR.  — Page  88. 
 
 OWE  are  volunteers  in  the  army  of  the  Lord, 
 Forming  into  line  at  our  Captain's  word ; 
 We  are  under  marching  orders  to  take  the  battle- 
 field, 
 And  we'll  ne'er  give  o'er  the  fight  till  the  foe 
 shall  yield. 
 
 Come  and  join  the  army,  the  army  of  the  Lord  ; 
 Jesus  is  our  Captain,  we  rally  at  his  word  ; 
 Sharp  will  be  the  conflict  with  the  pow'rs  of  sii\ 
 But  with  such  a  Leader  we  aro  sure  to  win. 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONOS.  53 
 
 2  The  glory  of  our  flag  is  the  emblem  of  the  dove, 
 Gleaming  are  our  swords  from  the  forge  of  love  ; 
 We  go  forth,  but  not  to  battle  for  earthly  honors 
 
 vain, 
 'Tis  a  bright  immortal  crown  that  we  seek  to 
 gain. 
 C/iorus.     Come  and  join,  &c. 
 
 3  Our  foes  are  in  the  field,  pressing  hard  on  ev'ry 
 
 side, — 
 Envy,  anger,  hatred,  with  self  and  pride ; 
 They  are  cruel,  fierce,  and  strong,  ever  ready  to 
 
 attack ; 
 We  must  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray,  if  we'd 
 
 drive  them  back. 
 Cliorus.     Come  and  join,  &c. 
 
 4  0  glorious  is  the  struggle  in  which  we  draw  the 
 
 sword, 
 Glorious  in  the  Kingdom  of  Christ,  our  Lord  ; 
 It  shall  spread  from  sea  to  sea,  it  shall  reach  from 
 
 shore  to  shore, 
 And  His  people  shall  be  blessed  for  evermore. 
 Chorus.     Come  and  join,  &c. 
 
 52  From  the  GOLDEN  CENSOR.  — Page  6. 
 
 STRAINS  of  music  often  greet  me 
 As  I  join  the  busy  throng, 
 But  there 's  nothing  half  so  pleasant 
 As  the  holy  Sabbath  song. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 No  fear  of  ill, 
 
 No  fear  of  wrong, 
 
 While  I  can  sing  my  Sabbath  song ; 
 
 My  Sabbath  song. 
 
54  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 My  Sabbath  song ; 
 
 I  love  to  sing  my  Sabbath  song. 
 
 2  'T  is  a  song  of  love  and  mercy, 
 
 Speaking  peace  to  all  mankind ; 
 Telling  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
 Where  the  Saviour  they  may  find. 
 Chorus.     No  fear  of  ill,  &c. 
 
 3  Angels  sweetly  sing  in  glory 
 
 Songs  of  praise  to  God,  their  King; 
 But  the  song  of  blest  redemption 
 Man,  redeemed,  alone  can  sing. 
 Chorus.     No  fear  of  ill,  &c. 
 
 4  While  I  live,  0  may  I  ever 
 
 Love  the  holy  Sabbath  song; 
 And  when  death  shall  call  me  homeward, 
 Join  it  with  the  blood-bought  throng. 
 Chorus.     No  fear  of  ill,  &c. 
 
 53  From  the  GOLDEN  SHOWER.  —  Page  40. 
 
 IF  I  were  a  sunbeam, 
 I  know  what  I M  do : 
 I  would  seek  white  lilies. 
 
 Roaming  woodlands  thro\ 
 I  would  steal  among  them. 
 
 Softest  light  I  'd  shed, 
 Until  every  lily 
 
 Raised  its  drooping  head, 
 Until  every  lily 
 
 Raised  its  drooping  head. 
 
 2  If  I  were  a  sunbeam, 
 I  know  Avhere  I  ^d  go : 
 Into  lowliest  hovels. 
 
 Dark  with  want  and  woe 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  55 
 
 Till  sad  hearts  look'd  upward, 
 
 I  would  shine  and  shine ! 
 Then  they  M  think  of  heaven, 
 
 Their  sweet  home  and  mine, 
 Then  theyM  think  of  heaven, 
 
 Their  sweet  home  and  mine. 
 
 Art  thou  not  a  sunbeam, 
 
 Child,  whose  life  is  glad 
 With  an  inner  radiance 
 
 Sunshine  never  had  ? 
 0,  as  God  hath  blessed  thee, 
 
 Scatter  rays  divine ! 
 For  there  is  no  sunbeam 
 
 But  must  die  or  shine, 
 For  there  is  no  sunbeam 
 
 But  must  die  or  shine. 
 
 54  From  the  GOLDEN  SHOWER.  — Page  54. 
 
 LIST  the  Sabbath  bells,  so  merrily  ringing, 
 A  thousand  happy  voices  sweet  are  singing; 
 A  thousand  holy  thoughts  are  upward  springing, 
 To  usher  in  this  Sabbath  morn. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Bear  the  sacred  sounds,  ye  breezes,  bear  them, 
 Bear  the  sacred  sounds  to  every  shore. 
 
 Learn  redemption's  song,  ye  nations,  learn  it, 
 And  sing  that  song  for  evermore. 
 
 2  Hear  the  grateful  song  of  brooklet  and  river, 
 And  hear  the  little  birds  their  praise  deliver, 
 A  thousand  hymns  of  praise  to  God  the  giver, 
 'T  is  music  meet  for  Sabbath  day. 
 
 Chorus.     Bear  the  sacred  sounds,  &c. 
 
56  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 3  Hasten  forth  to  join  this  glorious  chorus, 
 For  see  the  azure  sky  is  bending  o'er  us, 
 And  happiness  divine  is  just  before  us, 
 
 If  we  improve  the  Sabbath  day  I 
 
 Chorus.    Bear  the  sacred  sounds,  &c. 
 
 4  List  the  Sabbath  bells  so  merrily  ringing, 
 
 A  thousand  happy  children  now  are  singing  ; 
 A  thousand  holy  thoughts  are  upward  springing, 
 To  usher  in  the  Sabbath  day. 
 
 Chorus.    Bear  the  sacred  sounds,  &c. 
 
 55 
 
 From  the  GOLDEN  SHOWER.— Page  4. 
 
 OWH  AT  beauties  adorn  the  bright  Sabbath  morn. 
 The  best  day  of  all  the  week, 
 And  how  gladly  we   start  with  a  light  happy 
 heart, 
 As  the  house  of  the  Lord  we  seek. 
 Humbly  let  us  enter  in. 
 Praying  to  be  free  from  sin, 
 Pure  without,  and  pure  within, 
 On  this  Sabbath  day. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Let  us  keep,  well  keep  this  blessed  Sabbath  day, 
 
 This  holy  Sabbath  day. 
 
 This  holy  Sabbath  day  ; 
 Let  us  keep,  well  keep  this  holy  Sabbath  day, 
 'T  is  the  best  day  of  all  the  week. 
 
 2  Be  it  ever  our  care  in  that  place  of  prayer. 
 Our  spirits  above  to  raise : 
 Let  us  try  to  drive  out  each  vain  worldly  thought 
 From  God's  holy  courts  of  praise  ; 
 Let  no  folly  there  intrude. 
 Naught  to  mar  our  tranquil  mood, 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  57 
 
 Naught  but  what  is  true  and  good, 
 On  this  Sabbath  day. 
 
 Chorus.     Let  us  keep,  &c. 
 
 3  And  our  joy  is  full  when  the  dear  Sabbath  school 
 
 Throws  open  its  friendly  door  ; 
 For  we're  sure  there  to  find  our  teachers  so  kind, 
 With  riches  of  sacred  lore. 
 As  our  voices  all  we  raise 
 In  sweet  songs  of  love  and  praise, 
 May  we  tread  in  wisdom's  ways, 
 On  this  Sabbath  day. 
 
 Chorus.     Let  us  keep,  &c. 
 
 4  And  when  we  go  back  to  our  week-day  track, 
 
 Our  lessons,  and  work,  and  play, 
 Let  us  hold  ever  dear  the  counsels  we  hear 
 On  the  holy  Sabbath  day  ; 
 
 And  remember  that  God's  eye 
 Ever  watches  from  on  high, 
 And  each  day  he  is  as  nigh, 
 As  the  Sabbath  day. 
 
 CJwrus.    Let  us  keep,  &c. 
 
 56  From  the  GOLDEN  SHOWER.  — Page  20. 
 
 TRAVELLER,  whither  art  thou  going, 
 Heedless  of  the  clouds  that  form? — 
 Nauj^ht  to  me  the  wind's  rough  blowing, 
 Mine 's  a  land  without  a  storm. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 And  I  'm  going,  yes,  I'm  going 
 To  that  land  that  has  no  storms, 
 
 And  I  'm  going,  yes,  I  'm  going 
 To  the  land  that  has  no  storms. 
 
58  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 2  Traveller,  art  thou  here  a  stranger, 
 
 Not  to  fear  the  tempest's  power  ?- 
 I  have  not  a  thought  of  danger, 
 Tho'  the  sky  more  darkly  lower. 
 Chorus.     And  I  'm  going,  &c. 
 
 3  Traveller,  now  a  moment  linger, 
 
 Soon  the  darkness  will  be  o'er. — 
 No  I  I  see  a  beckoning  finger, 
 Guiding  to  a  far  off  shore. 
 Chorus.     And  I  'm  going,  &c. 
 
 4  Traveller,  yonder  narrow  portal 
 
 Opens  to  receive  thy  form. — 
 Yes  !  but  I  shall  be  immortal 
 In  that  Land  without  a  storm. 
 Chorus.    And  I  'm  going,  &c. 
 
 57 
 
 From  tue  GOLDEN  SHOWER.  — Page  26. 
 
 HUSH'D  be  my  murmurings,  let  cares  depart, 
 Jesus  is  near  me,  to  cheer  my  heart; 
 He 's  near  to  help  me  whilst  life's  hours  remain, 
 He  speaks  to  cheer  me  in  toil  and  in  pain. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Gentle  angels  near  me  glide, 
 Hopes  of  glory  round  me  'bide, 
 And  there  lingers  by  my  side 
 
 A  Saviour,  a  Saviour, 
 
 A  Saviour  ever  near ; 
 
 A  Saviour,  a  Saviour, 
 
 A  Saviour  ever  near. 
 
 2  Why  should  I  languish — why  should  I  fear? 
 In  sorrow  and  anguish  He's  ever  near; 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  59 
 
 Sleeping  or  waking,  in  pleasure  or  pain, 
 Roaming  or  resting,  He  ^11  near  me  remain. 
 Chorus.     Gentle  angels,  &c. 
 
 Scenes  that  will  vanish  smile  on  me  now, 
 Joys  of  a  moment  play  round  my  brow, 
 But  soon  in  heaven  He  ^11  meet  me  again  ; 
 There'll  end  my  sorrow,  and  there'll  end  my 
 pain. 
 Chorus.    Gentle  angels,  &c. 
 
 58  Feoji  TBS  GOLDEN  CENSOR.— Page  32. 
 
 LET  to-morrow  take  care  of  to-morrow ; 
 Leave  things  of  the  future  alone 
 What 's  the  use  to  anticipate  sorrow  ? 
 Life's  troubles  come  ever  too  soon ! 
 If  to  hope  over-much  be  an  error, 
 
 'T  is  one  that  the  wise  have  preferred  ; 
 And  how  often  have  hearts  been  in  terror 
 Of  evils  that  never  occurred. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 To-morrow,  to-morrow. 
 Let  to-morrow  take  care  of  to-morrow ; 
 
 To-morrow,  to-morrow. 
 Let  to-morrow  take  care  of  to-morrow. 
 
 2  Have  faith,  and  thy  faith  shall  sustain  thee 
 Permit  not  suspicion  and  care 
 With  invincible  bonds  to  enshrine  thee, 
 But  bear  what  God  gives  thee  to  bear 
 By  His  Spirit  supported  and  gladdened, 
 
 Be  ne'er  by  forebodings  deterred  ; 
 But  think  how  hearts  have  been  saddened 
 By  fear  of  what  never  occurred. 
 
 Chorus.     To-morrow,  to-morrow,  &c. 
 
60  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 3  Let  to-morrow  take  care  of  to-morrow ; 
 Short  and  dark  as  our  life  may  appear, 
 We  may  make  it  still  darker  by  sorrow, 
 
 Still  shorter  by  folly  and  fear ; 
 Half  our  troubles  are  our  own  invention, 
 
 And  often  from  blessings  conferred : 
 We  have  shrunk  in  the  wild  apprehension 
 Of  evils  that  never  occurred. 
 
 Chorus.     To-morrow,  to-morrow,  &c. 
 
 59  From  the  GOLDEN  CENSOR  —Page  34. 
 
 JESUS  is  our  dearest  friend, 
 So  tender,  tried,  and  true  ; 
 His  warm  love  will  never  end. 
 That  love  is  always  new. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Then  hail,  all  hail  to  Jesus'  name ! 
 To  save  our  souls  from  death  he  came  ; 
 And  he  forever  is  the  same  ; 
 
 0  praise  him,  praise  him  for  evermore. 
 
 2  Jesus  is  our  faithful  guide, 
 
 AVe  '11  never  go  astray, 
 While  we  linger  near  his  side. 
 And  he  directs  our  way. 
 Chorus.     Then  hail,  &c. 
 
 3  Jesus  is  our  only  guard  ; 
 
 And  still  his  mighty  arm, 
 Tho'  the  way  be  rough  and  hard. 
 Will  keep  us  safe  from  harm. 
 Chorus.     Then  hail,  &c. 
 
 4  Jesus  is  our  all  in  all. 
 
 Our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  61 
 
 On  his  name  we  '11  humbly  call, 
 And  still  his  praises  sing. 
 Chorus.     Then  hail,  &c. 
 
 60 
 
 From  the  CASKET.— Page  124. 
 
 LAND  of  our  Fathers!  wheresoever  we  roam, 
 Land  of  our  birth  !  to  us  thou  still  art  home  ; 
 Peace  and  prosperity  on  thy  sons  attend  ; 
 Down  to  posterity  their  influence  descend. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 All  then  inviting,  hearts  and  voices  joining, 
 Sing  we  in  harmony  our  native  land. 
 
 2  Tho'  other  climes  may  brighter  hopes  fulfil, 
 Land  of  our  birth  !  we  ever  love  thee  still. 
 God  shield  our  happy  home  from  each  hostile 
 
 band, 
 Freedom  and  plenty  ever  crown  our  native  land. 
 Cliorus.    All  then  inviting,  &c. 
 
 61  From  HAPPY  VOICES.— Hymn  233. 
 
 AWAY  to  the  woods,  away, 
 All  nature  is  smiling, 
 Our  young  hearts  beguiling, 
 0  we  will  be  happy  to-day. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Away,  away,  away,  away, 
 Away  to  the  woods,  away ; 
 
 Away,  away,  away,  away. 
 Away  to  the  woods,  away. 
 
 G 
 
62  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 2  Our  flag  to  the  breezes  fling, 
 
 And  as  it  waves  o'er  us, 
 We'll  join  in  the  chorus, 
 Till  woodland  and  yalley  shall  ring. 
 Chorus.     Away,  away,  away,  &c. 
 
 3  0  this  is  our  festal  day. 
 
 Sweet  flowerets  are  springing, 
 Sweet  songsters  are  singing, 
 And  we  will  be  happy  and  gay. 
 Chorus.    Away,  away,  away,  &c. 
 
 4  As  free  as  the  air  are  we ; 
 
 Then  rally,  then  rally, 
 From  hill-top  and  valley, 
 And  join  in  our  innocent  glee. 
 Chorus.     Away,  away,  away,  &c. 
 
 5  We  all  of  us  love  the  school, 
 
 And  'tis  in  well-doing 
 We  're  pleasure  pursuing, 
 For  truth  is  our  guide  and  our  rule. 
 Chorus.     Away,  away  away,  &g. 
 
 6  Success  to  the  school  we  love, 
 
 It  sweetens  employment 
 With  harmless  enjoyment, 
 And  trains  for  the  kingdom  above. 
 Chorus.     Away,  away,  away,  &c. 
 
 62        Prom  the  SABBATH  SCHOOL  BELL.  — Page  5. 
 
 LET  US  be  joyful  and  smiling  as  May, 
 On  this  our  festal  day. 
 Come,  let  us  sing  praise  to  our  King; 
 Lift  the  heart,  lift  the  voice. 
 In  holy  songs  rejoice. 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  63 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Let  US  be  happy,  and  let  us  be  gay, 
 On  this  our  holiday. 
 
 2  Let  us  be  thankful  while  we  are  gay, 
 
 On  this  our  holiday ; 
 Let  us  be  peaceful  and  gentle  as  May, 
 
 On  this  our  festal  day. 
 In  thanks  and  praise  our  voices  raise, 
 
 Lift  the  heart,  join  the  song, 
 
 Our  grateful  notes  prolong. 
 Chorus.    Let  us  be  happy,  &c. 
 
 3  Let  us  be  humble  while  we  are  gay, 
 
 On  this  our  holiday ; 
 Let  us  be  lowly,  though  cheerful  as  May, 
 
 On  this  our  festal  day. 
 Jesus  was  meek,  Him  we  will  seek, 
 
 "With  the  heart,  with  the  voice, 
 
 Our  early,  heartfelt  choice. 
 Chorus.    Let  us  be  happy,  &c. 
 
 4  Let  us  be  holy,  though  we  are  gay. 
 
 On  this  our  holiday ; 
 Let  us  be  prayerful  and  lovely  as  May, 
 
 On  this  our  festal  day. 
 God  reigns  above,  his  throne  is  love. 
 
 Bow  the  heart,  bend  the  knee 
 
 Before  his  majesty. 
 
 Chorus.    Let  us  be  happy,  &c. 
 
 5  While  we  are  happy,  and  while  we  are  gay, 
 
 On  this  our  holiday ; 
 Let  us  remember,  while  yet  we  may. 
 
 The  solemn  judgment-day. 
 0  let  us  strive,  while  yet  we  live, 
 
 With  the  heart,  with  the  voice, 
 
 To  make  a  heavenly  choice. 
 Then  we  '11  be  happy,  where  joys  ne'er  decay, 
 
 Through  an  eternal  day. 
 
64  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 63  From  the  CASKET.— Page  96. 
 
 CAROL,  but  with  gladness. 
 Not  in  songs  of  earth : 
 On  the  Saviour's  birthday 
 Hallowed  be  our  mirth  ; 
 While  a  thousand  blessings 
 Fill  our  hearts  with  glee, 
 Christmas  day  we  '11  keep, 
 The  Feast  of  Charity. 
 
 Carol,  Christians,  carol, 
 
 Carol  joyfully, 
 Carol  the  good  tidings, 
 
 Carol  merrily ; 
 And  pray  a  gladsome  Christmas 
 
 For  all  good  Christian  men ; 
 Carol,  Christians,  carol, 
 
 Christmas  day  again. 
 Carol,  &c. 
 
 2  At  the  merry  table 
 
 Think  of  those  who  've  none, 
 The  orphan  and  the  widow, 
 
 Hungry  and  alone. 
 Bountiful  your  offerings 
 
 To  the  altar  bring. 
 Let  the  poor  and  needy 
 
 Christmas  carols  sing. 
 Carol,  &c. 
 
 3  Listening  angel  music, 
 
 Discord,  sure,  must  cease ; 
 Who  dare  hate  his  brother 
 On  this  day  of  peace  ? 
 
BYMNS  AND    SONGS.  65 
 
 While  the  heavens  are  telling 
 
 To  mankind  good  will, 
 Only  love  and  kindness 
 
 Every  bosom  fill. 
 Carol,  &c. 
 
 [  Let  our  hearts,  responding 
 To  the  seraph  band, 
 Wish  this  morning's  sunshine 
 
 Bright  in  every  land. 
 Word,  and  deed,  and  prayer 
 Speed  the  grateful  sound, 
 Telling  Merry  Christmas ! 
 All  the  world  around. 
 Carol,  &c. 
 
 64  From  the  GOLDEX  SHOWER.  — Page  57. 
 
 01  'M  a  happy  bluebird,  sober,  as  you  see ; 
 For  pure  cold  water  ^s  the  drink  for  me :  — 
 I  take  a  drop  here,  and  another  drop  there, 
 And  make  the  woods  ring  with  my  temperance  air 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 0  don't  defy  it, 
 Better,  better  try  it. 
 Water,  pure  water  from  the  spring  below 
 Better,  better  try  it. 
 Better,  better  try  it. 
 Try  it,  sir  ?  try  it,  sir  ?  do. 
 
 2  There  is  little  Bobby-Linkum  sitting  on  a  tree. 
 He's  singing  a  temperance  song  as  you  see, 
 'T  is  *'  Bobolink,  take  a  drink,  take  a  drink  to-day, 
 And  Mister  Bobolink,  not  a  cent  to  pay ! " 
 Chorus-    0  don't  defy  it,  better  try  it,  &c. 
 6*  E 
 
66  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 3  As  down  among  the  lilies  every  day  I  go, 
 To  take  my  bath  in  the  lake  below, 
 
 If  I  chance  to  meet  a  drunkard  all  so  pale  and  thin, 
 I  say,  "sir,  how  d'ye  do?"  and,  *'sir,  pray  walking' 
 Chorus.    0  don't  defy  it,  better  try  it,  &c. 
 
 4  Come,  rise  up  with  the  songsters  early  in  the  morn, 
 See  the  thirsty  grass  and  the  waving  corn  — 
 How  their  emerald  faces  brighten  in  the  dazzling 
 
 sun 
 While  catching  the  dew-drops  one  by  one. 
 Chorus.     0  don't  defy  it,  better  try  it,  &c. 
 
 5  All  up  above  the  mountains,  all  below  the  sea, 
 Will  with  my  temperance  song  agree  — 
 
 That  for  man  in  his  toil,  or  the  bird  upon  her  nestj 
 Cold  water,  cold  water,  the  purest  and  best. 
 Chorus.    0  don't  defy  it,  better  try  it,  &c 
 
 65  Peom  the  golden  shower.  — Page  60 
 
 THERE'S  a  beautiful  land  where  sweet  flowers 
 ever  bloom, 
 A  land  all  filled  with  odors  of  richest  perfume. 
 When  life's  journey  is  ended,  all  good  children 
 
 there  will  stand 
 With  the  white-robed  saints  in  glory  in  that  beauti- 
 ful land. 
 
 Then  come,  pretty  angels,  on  love's  pinions  come, 
 With  music,  sweet  music  to  welcome  us  home  ; 
 With  your  bright  crowns  of  glory,  and  your  golden 
 
 harps  in  hand, 
 O  welcome  the  children  to  this  beautiful  land.    • 
 
HYMNS   AND    SONGS.  67 
 
 2  In  the  Beautiful  Land,  little  children  ne'er  grow 
 
 old; 
 On  every  little  forehead  is  placed  a  crown  of  gold, 
 A  harp  tuned  by  an  angel,  in  every  little  hand  ; 
 And  they  sing  God's  praise  forever,  in  the  Beauti- 
 ful Land. 
 Chorus.     Then  come,  pretty  angels,  &c. 
 
 3  In  the  Beautiful  Land,  our  dear  Saviour  we  shall 
 
 see, 
 
 We  shall  hear  his  words  of  welcome,  —  "Little 
 children,  come  to  me  ;" 
 
 Then  around  His  throne  in  glory,  with  our  crowns 
 and  harps,  we  '11  stand. 
 
 And  we  '11  praise  the  Lamb  forever  in  that  Beauti- 
 ful Land. 
 Chorus.     Then  come,  pretty  angels,  &c. 
 
 4  But  the  Beautiful  Land  is  not  for  little  ones  alone, 
 There  is  room  enough  for  every  one  around  the 
 
 Father's  throne : 
 
 Then  join  us,  friends  and  parents,  take  the  chil- 
 dren by  the  hand. 
 
 And  we  '11  journey  on  together,  to  the  Beautiful 
 Land. 
 Chorus.     Then  come,  pretty  angels,  &c. 
 
 66  From  KAPPY  VOICES.  — Hymn  110. 
 
 THE  sea  is  wildly  tossing. 
 And  often  clothed  with  gloom, 
 On  which  we  're  swiftly  crossing 
 To  our  eternal  home. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Over  the  sea,  over  the  sea, 
 Gracious  Saviour,  pilot  me ; 
 
67 
 
 SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 Over  the  sea,  over  the  sea, 
 Spirit  kind,  my  guardian  be ; 
 Over  the  sea,  wherever  I  roam. 
 Father  above,  0  bring  me  home 
 Under  the  bright  celestial  dome 
 
 2  We  \e  many  a  foe  to  conquer, 
 
 And  many  a  storm  to  face, 
 Ere  we  in  heav'n  may  anchor, 
 And  sing  redeeming  grace. 
 Chorus.    Over  the  sea,  &c. 
 
 3  Though  nature  in  commotion 
 
 Defy  our  power  and  skill, 
 Our  Jesus  rules  the  ocean, 
 And  bids  the  winds  be  still. 
 Chorus.     Over  the  sea,  &c. 
 
 4  Sail  on  then,  comrades,  boldly. 
 
 And  make  God's  word  your  chart ; 
 Do  every  duty  nobly. 
 With  joyful,  trustful  heart. 
 Chorus.     Over  the  sea,  «S:c. 
 
 5  We'll  float  the  gospel  banner. 
 
 And  guard  it  with  our  life, 
 And  shout  at  last,  *'  Hosanna," 
 Victorious  in  the  strife. 
 Chorus.    Over  the  sea,  &c. 
 
 From  ihe  GOLDEN  CENSOR.  — Page  18.    . 
 
 MY  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair ; 
 We  '11  be  gathered  home  ; 
 Nor  death,  nor  sighing,  visit  there ; 
 .  We  '11  be  gathered  home. 
 
HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  69 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 We  '11  wait  till  Jesus  comes, 
 We  '11  wait  till  Jesus  comes. 
 We'll  wait  till  Jesus  comes. 
 And  we'll  be  gathered  home. 
 
 2  Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine ; 
 
 We  '11  be  gathered  home  ; 
 That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine ; 
 We  '11  be  gathered  home. 
 Chorus.     We  '11  wait,  &c. 
 
 3  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high ; 
 
 We  '11  be  gathered  home  ; 
 Above  the  arched  and  starry  sky; 
 We  '11  be  gathered  home. 
 Chorus.    We  '11  wait,  &c. 
 
 68  Fbom  the  golden  chain.  — Pagk  90. 
 
 I  AM  bound  for  the  land  of  the  living, 
 0  hinder  me  not  on  my  way  ; 
 The  flowers  that  bloom  in  my  pathway 
 Breathe  odors  that  waft  me  right  on  ; 
 The  sunlight  is  bright'ning  before  me 
 
 That  heralds  eternity's  day. 
 They  lure  me  no  longer  to  tarry, 
 
 But  welcome  earth's  time  to  be  gone. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Thens  's  a  happy  home  beyond  this  world  of  care  ; 
 
 A  home  above,  where  all  is  love, 
 And  the  good  shall  all  meet  there"; 
 
 A  home  above,  where  all  is  love, 
 And  the  good  shall  all  meet  there. 
 Shall  all  meet  there,  shall  all  meet  there. 
 
70  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 2  I  am  weaned  from  this  land  of  the  dying ; 
 
 Decay  is  enstamped  everywhere  ; 
 The  joy-rays  of  life  are  remembered 
 
 Like  sleep-thoughts  that  float  thro'  the  brain, 
 Earth's  pleasures  are  seeming  and  fleeting  — 
 
 My  soul  has  grown  weak  with  its  care. 
 The  flesh  and  the  spirit  are  weaving, 
 
 Each  striving  the  mastery  to  gain. 
 Chorus.    There 's  a  happy  home,  &c. 
 
 3  I  am  waiting  the  summons  that  bids  me 
 
 No  longer  a  pilgrim  to  roam, 
 But,  leaving  the  past  in  this  death-land, 
 
 Make  the  land  of  the  living  my  home. 
 The  messenger-angel  stands  waiting, 
 
 The  signal  to  whisper  to  me, 
 That  the  place  is  prepared  for  my  dwelling, 
 
 And  the  Master  is  calling  for  me. 
 Chorus.     There 's  a  happy  home,  &c. 
 
 4  The  land  of  the  living  is  yonder ; 
 
 There  life  to  its  fulness  has  grown ; 
 There  sin,  and  temptation,  and  sorrow. 
 
 And  sickness,  and  death  are  unknown. 
 There  the  songs  of  redemption  are  chanted 
 
 By  a  holy,  harmonious  band ; 
 0,  when  shall  I  leave  this  clay  casket, 
 
 And  fly  to  my  home  in  that  land  ? 
 Chorus.     There 's  a  happy  home,  &c. 
 
 69  From  HAPPY  VOICES.  — Hymn  128. 
 
 NOW  be  the  gospel  banner 
 In  every  land  unfurled. 
 And  be  the  shout  Hosanna 
 Reechoed  thro'  the  world : 
 
70 
 
 HYMNS    AND    SONGS.  71 
 
 '  Till  every  isle  and  nation, 
 Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
 Receive  the  great  salvation, 
 And  join  the  happy  throng. 
 
 2  Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  for  ever, 
 
 0  Jesus,  King  of  kings  ! 
 Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor 
 
 Each  ransomed  captive  sings : 
 The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 
 
 The  deserts  learn  thy  praise, 
 The  hills  and  valleys  greeting. 
 
 The  song  responsive  raise. 
 
 From  the  GOLDEN  SHOWER.  — Page  108. 
 
 I  REMEMBER  a  voice  which  once  guided  my 
 way. 
 When  tossed  on  the  sea,  shrouded  by  fog  I  lay ; 
 'T  was  the  voice  of  a  child,  as  he  stood  on  the  shore, 
 It  sounded  like  music  o'er  the  dark  billows'  roar, 
 It  sounded  like  music  o'er  the  dark  billows'  roar. 
 
 Come  this  way,  father  dear,  steer  straight  for  me, 
 Here  safe  on  the  shore  I  'm  waiting  for  thee. 
 
 2  I  remember  that  voice  as  it  led  our  lone  way, 
 'Midst  rocks  and  thro'  breakers,  and  high  dashing 
 
 spray : 
 How  sweet  to  my  heart  did  it  sound  from  the  shore. 
 As  it  echoed  so  clearly  o'er  the  dark  billows'  roar  : 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Come  this  way,  father  dear,  steer  straight  for  me, 
 Here  safe  on  the  shore  I  am  waiting  for  thee. 
 
72  SABBATH    SCHOOL 
 
 3  I  remember  my  joy  when  I  held  to  my  breast 
 The  form  of  that  dear  one,  and  soothed  it  to  rest ; 
 For  the  tones  of  my  child  whispered  soft  on  my  ear ; 
 I  called  you  father  dear,  and  I  knew  you  would 
 hear. 
 
 Come  this  way,  father  dear,  o'er  the  dark  sea, 
 While  safe  on  the  shore  I  am  waiting  for  thee. 
 
 That  voice  is  now  hushed,  which  then  guided  ray 
 
 way. 
 The  form  I  then  pressed  is  now  mingling  with  clay ; 
 But  the  tones  of  my  child  still  sound  in  my  ear, 
 I  'm  calling  you,  father,  oh  !  can  you  not  hear  ? 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Come  this  way,  father  dear,  steer  straight  for  me, 
 For  on  a  bright  shore  I  am  waiting  for  thee ! 
 
 I  remember  that  voice  in  many  a  lone  hour. 
 It  speaks  to  my  heart  with  fresh  beauty  and  power ; 
 And  still  echoes  far  out  o'er  life's  troubled  waves, 
 And  sounds  from  loved  lips  now  lying  silent  in 
 the  graves. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Come  this  way,  father  dear,  steer  straight  for  me  I 
 Here,  safely  in  heaven  I  am  waiting  for  thee. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  73 
 
 7X  From  TEMPERANCE  CHIMES.— Page  73. 
 
 AAVAKE  !  awake  and  join  our  ranks, 
 With  courage  bold  and  brave  ; 
 Defenders  of  the  Saviour's  cause, 
 Now  let  our  standard  wave. 
 The  mountain  stream,  the  sparkling  rill, 
 Will  arm  with  zeal  and  vigor  still. 
 Our  noble  Christian  band. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Rejoice,  rejoice  we  soon  shall  see 
 Our  people  from  temptation  free. 
 Rejoice  we  shall  be  free. 
 
 2  Be  firm  and  strong  to  meet  the  foe, 
 And  face  him  on  the  field, 
 
 AVe'll  fight  as  once  our  fathers  fought, 
 With  right,  our  sword  and  shield. 
 Then  let  us  keep  our  armor  bright. 
 And  speed  like  heroes  to  the  fight, 
 United  heart  and  hand. 
 
 Cliorus.    Rejoice,  rejoice,  &c. 
 
 3  The'  rallied  forces  oft  may  come 
 Our  army  to  assail. 
 
 We'll  beat  them  back  and  shout  aloud 
 There's  no  such  word  as  fail. 
 Then  let  us  never  be  dismayed ; 
 For  God  our  glorious  cause  will  aid. 
 United  let  us  stand. 
 
 Chorus.     Rejoice,  rejoice,  &c. 
 
 4  A  star  is  rising  o'er  the  hills. 
 Its  dawning  li<iht  we  see, 
 
 And  soon  our  native  clime  shall  hail, 
 The  Christian's  jubilee. 
 0  happy  thought,  we  soon  shall  hear. 
 The  song  of  victory  sweet  and  clear. 
 Ring  proudly  o'er  our  land. 
 
 Chorus.     Rejoice,  rejoice,  &c. 
 
74  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 72  From  HAPPY  VOICES.— Page  67. 
 
 ONCE  was  heard  the  song  of  children 
 By  the  Saviour  when  on  earth, 
 Joyful  in  the  sacred  temple 
 
 Shouts  of  youthful  praise  had  birth, 
 
 And  hosannas, 
 Loud  to  David's  Son  broke  forth. 
 
 2  Palms  of  victory  strown  around  him, 
 
 Garments  spread  beneath  his  feet, 
 Prophet  of  the  Lord  they  crowned  him 
 In  fair  Salem's  crowded  street, 
 
 While  hosannas, 
 From  the  lips  of  children  greet. 
 
 3  Blessed  Saviour,  now  triumphant. 
 
 Glorified  and  throned  on  high  ! 
 Mortal  lays  from  man  or  infant 
 Vain  to  tell  thy  praise  may  try  ; 
 
 But  hosannas, 
 Swell  the  chorus  of  the  sky. 
 
 4  God  o'er  all,  in  heaven  reigning. 
 
 We  this  day  thy  glory  sing  ; 
 Not  with  palms  thy  pathway  strewing, 
 We  would  loftier  tribute  bring  ; 
 
 Glad  hosannas, 
 To  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
 
 73  From  FRESH  LAURELS.— Page  156. 
 
 0  SONGS  of  the  beautiful,  songs  of  the  blest, 
 Thus  breath'd  by  the  East,  on  the  hearts  of  the 
 West ; 
 IIow  your  music  sweeps  o'er  us  like  perfume  from 
 
 flowers. 
 He,  w«t  with  his  blood  in  Gethsemane's  bowers. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS,  75 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 0  sonj];s  of  the  beautiful, 
 Songs  of  the  beautiful, 
 Songs  of  the  beautiful, 
 Songs  of  the  blest. 
 
 0  songs  of  the  beautiful,  songs  of  the  blest, 
 
 By  the  earth-pilgrim  sung  as  he  longs  for  his  rest ; 
 
 How  ye  tell   that    all   sorrows,  all  troubles   shall 
 
 cease, 
 On  the  shore  where  the  Lamb  to  his  loved  ones 
 
 gives  peace. 
 
 Chorus.     0  songs  &c. 
 
 3  0  songs  of  the  beautiful,  songs  of  the  blest. 
 Breathing  hope  to  the  spirit,  and  balm  to  the  blest ; 
 Still  around  us  your  Paradise-music  shall  roll. 
 Still  whisper  of  Christ  to  each  sin  laden  soul ! 
 
 Chorus.     0  songs  &c. 
 
 4  0  songs  of  the  beautiful,  songs  of  the  blest, 
 
 AVe  are  but  earth-pilgrims  here,  longing  for  rest; 
 Dear  fathers,  dear  mothers,  all  households  that  long 
 For  the  smile  of  the  Lord,  and  the  glorified  song ! 
 Chorus.     0  songs  &c. 
 
 5  0  songs  of  the  beautiful,  songs  of  the  blest. 
 
 Thus   breathed   by  the  East,  on  the  hearts  of  the 
 
 West; 
 In  your  sweet  music  swelling  from  Calv.iry^s  sod. 
 We  have  mercy  and  Paradise  promised  by  God  ! 
 Chorus.     0  songs  &c. 
 
 74 
 
 From  CHAPEL  GEMS.— Page  2S. 
 
 WE  are  watching,  we  are  waiting. 
 For  the  bright  prophetic  day ; 
 When  the  shadows,  weary  shadows, 
 From  the  world  shall  roll  away. 
 
76  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 AYe  are  waiting  for  the  morning, 
 When  the  beauteous  day  is  dawning, 
 We  are  waiting  for  the  morning, 
 
 For  the  golden  spires  of  day. 
 Lo  !  He  comes !  see  the  King  draw  near  ; 
 Zion,  shout,  the  Lord  is  here. 
 
 2  We  are  watching,  we  are  waiting, 
 
 For  the  star  that  brings  the  day : 
 When  the  night  of  sin  shall  vanish. 
 And  the  shadows  melt  away. 
 Chorus.     We  are  waiting  &c. 
 
 3  We  are  watching,  we  are  waiting. 
 
 For  the  beauteous  King  of  day  ; 
 For  the  Chiefest  of  ten  thousand. 
 For  the  Light,  the  Truth,  the  Way. 
 Chorus.     We  are  waiting  &c. 
 
 4  We  are  watching,  we  are  waiting. 
 
 For  the  bright  prophetic  day  ; 
 When  the  shadows,  weary  shadows, 
 From  the  world  shall  roll  away. 
 Chorus.     Wc  are  waiting  &c. 
 
 75  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 OF  thy  love  some  gracious  token 
 Grant  us.  Lord,  before  we  go  ; 
 Bless  the  word  which  has  been  spoken, 
 And  thy  saving  grace  bestow. 
 
 2  Give  us  hearts  resolved,  believing  ; 
 Plant  in  us  thy  holy  fear  ; 
 That,  with  joy  thy  word  receiving, 
 We  may  do  as  well  as  hear. 
 
HTMXS  AND   SONGS.  77 
 
 76  From  FRESH  LAURELS.— Page  104. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 WE  praise  the,  we  bless  thee !  Thou,  who  only  art 
 divine; 
 No  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  thine ; 
 Oar  hearts  adoration  for  ever  we  will  gladly  bring 
 To  thee  our  Redeemer,  Creator,  and  King. 
 
 1  To  meet  the  glad  echoes  our  voices  we  raise, 
 And  join  with  our  souls  in  the  anthem  of  praise  ; 
 "VVe  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee !  Thou  who  only  art 
 
 divine, 
 For  no  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  thine. 
 With  angels  in  glory. 
 We  herald  the  story, 
 Glad  tidings  of  joy  and  peace  thro*  our  Saviour  and 
 King. 
 
 Chorus.    We  praise  thee,  &c. 
 
 2  For  mercies  unnumber'd,  for  tenderest  care, 
 For  blessings  thy  children  so  bounteously  share ; 
 We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee  !  Thou  who  only  art 
 
 divine. 
 For  no  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  thine. 
 Now  joyfully  blending, 
 With  rapture  ascending. 
 Our  tribute  of  praise  to  thee,  blessed  Saviour  and 
 King. 
 
 Chorus.    We  praise  thee,  &c. 
 
 S  For  all  the  sweet  promises  faithfully  given, 
 For  all  the  bright  hopes  that  look  forward  to  heaven ; 
 We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee !  Thou  who  only  art 
 
 divine, 
 For  no  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  thine. 
 7* 
 
78  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 Our  hearts  warmly  glowing, 
 With  melody  flowing, 
 All  glory  and  praise  to  thee,  blessed  Saviour  and 
 King. 
 
 Chorus.     We  praise  thee,  &c. 
 
 4  Our  voices  in  chorus  exultingly  rise, 
 To  join  with  the  angels  whose  songs  fill  the  skies  ; 
 We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee  !  Thou,  who  only  art 
 
 divine, 
 For  no  name  is  worthy  such  homage  as  thine. 
 Ye  angels  in  glory, 
 Still  herald  the  story. 
 Sing  praises  for  evermore  to  our  Saviour  and  King. 
 
 Chorus.     We  praise  the,  &c. 
 Hallelujah  I  Hallelujah!  Hallelujah!     Amen. 
 
 77  S.  M. 
 
 H 
 
 OW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
 AVho  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
 Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
 And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 
 
 2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
 
 How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
 '*  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour — King, 
 He  reigns  and  triumphs  here.'' 
 
 3  How  happy  are  our  ears. 
 
 That  hear  this  joyful  sound 
 Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for 
 And  sought,  but  never  found ! 
 
 4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
 
 That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
 Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long. 
 But  died  without  the  sight. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS. 
 
 5  The  watchman  join  their  voice, 
 
 xind  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
 Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
 And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 
 
 6  The  Lord  makes  bear  his  arm, 
 
 Through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
 Let  every  nation  now  behold 
 Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 
 
 JERUSALEM,  the  golden ! 
 With  milk  and  honey  blest, 
 Beneath  thy  contemplation, 
 ,    Sink  heart  and  voice  opprest. 
 I  know  not,  oh  ?  I  know  not 
 
 What  joys  await  us  there  ; 
 What  radiancy  of  glory, 
 What  bliss  beyond  compare. 
 
 2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 
 
 All  jubilant  with  song, 
 And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 
 
 And  all  the  martyred  throng  : 
 There  is  the  throne  of  David, 
 
 And  there,  from  toil  released. 
 The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 
 
 The  song  of  them  that  feast. 
 
 3  And  they,  who  with  their  Leader, 
 
 Have  conquered  in  the  fight ; 
 For  ever,  and  for  ever. 
 
 Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 
 Oh,  land  that  secst  no  sorrow  ! 
 
 Oh,  state  that  fear'st  no  strife  ! 
 Oh,  royal  land  of  flowers  ! 
 
 Oh,  realm  and  home  of  life  ! 
 
80  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 4  Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country  ! 
 
 The  home  of  God's  elect ! 
 Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country, 
 
 That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
 Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 
 
 To  that  dear  land  of  rest : 
 Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 
 
 And  Spirit  ever  blest. 
 
 79  From  CHAPEL  GEMS.— Page  125. 
 
 OH  may  we  Thankful  be, 
 For  the  wondrous  favor, 
 Of  Thy  word.  Blessed  Lord, 
 Maker,  King  and  Saviour. 
 
 80 
 
 From  FRESH  LAURELS.— Page  9. 
 
 BEAUTIFUL  mansions,  home  of  the  blest. 
 Land  where  the  faithful,  ever  shall  rest ; 
 There  is  my  treasure,  there  shall  I  be, 
 Lord  I  am  weary,  Lead  me  to  thee. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Saviour  be  near  me. 
 
 Thy  gentle  voice  can  cheer  me, 
 
 O  Jesus  my  Saviour, 
 
 Lead  me  to  thee. 
 
 2  Here  in  a  desert  cheerless  I  roam. 
 
 Laden  with  sorrow;  far  from  my  home; 
 Clouds  on  my  pathway  darkly  I  see. 
 Lord  I  am  weary,  lead  me  to  thee. 
 
 Chorus.     Saviour  be  near  me,  &c. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  81 
 
 3  Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  comfortless  here, 
 Why  should  I  doubt  thee,  what  do  I  fear ; 
 Light  in  the  distance,  breaking  I  see, 
 Yet  I  am  weary,  lead  me  to  thee. 
 
 Chorus.     Saviour  be  near  me,  &c. 
 
 4  Jesus  I  love  thee,  dwell  in  my  heart, 
 Never,  0  never,  from  me  depart ; 
 Hope  like  a  rainbow,  shining  I  see, 
 Yot  I  am  weary,  lead  me  to  thee. 
 
 Chorus.     Saviour  be  near  me,  &c. 
 
 From  CHAPEL  GEMS.— Page  20. 
 
 NOW  to  the  Lord  on  high. 
 Ye  saints  your  voices  raise  ; 
 Let  little  children  throng  His  courts, 
 And  sing  the  Saviour's  praise. 
 
 2  Here  on  this  holy  day 
 
 Ye  multitudes  repair, 
 And  pour  your  swelling  souls  in  song, 
 Or  lift  the  humble  prayer. 
 
 3  Rejoicing,  or  in  grief. 
 
 Come  sit  and  hear  His  Word ; 
 And  thro'  your  smiles,  or  thro'  your  tears, 
 Look  up  and  see  your  Lord. 
 
 4  His  ear  is  quick  to  hear. 
 
 His  hand  is  open  wide  ; 
 Each  trusting  soul  shall  surely  find, 
 His  every  want  supplied. 
 
82  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 82  From  chapel  GEMS.— Paoe  6. 
 
 HAPPY  hearts  children  bring, 
 Now  to  God  the  offering ; 
 Sing  Hfis  praise,  learn  His  ways 
 On  this  best,  this  best  of  days. 
 God  is  love,  then  let  us  sing 
 Praises  to  our  Saviour  King. 
 
 2  Thankful  hearts  children  bring. 
 As  a  tribute  to  their  King ; 
 God  is  near,  Father  hear. 
 
 And  accept  our  humble  prayer. 
 God  is  love,  and  children  raise, 
 Thankful  hearts  in  songs  of  praise. 
 
 3  Loving  hearts  children  bring, 
 Angels  bear  the  offering, 
 
 To  the  Lamb  blessed  name 
 Angels  catch  the  joyful  strain. 
 God  is  love,  and  angels  join 
 Our  glad  chorus  round  the  throne. 
 
 83  From  SILVER  SPRAT.— Paoe  131. 
 
 ONE  by  one  we  cross  the  river. 
 One  by  one  we're  ferried  o'er ; 
 One  by  one  the  crowns  are  given, 
 
 On  the  bright  and  distant  shore. 
 Youth  and  childhood  oft  are  passing. 
 
 O'er  the  dark  and  rolling  tide. 
 And  the  white-rob'd  angel-boatman 
 
 Is  the  dying  Christian's  guide. 
 And  the  white-rob'd  angel-boatman 
 
 Bears  them  o'er  the  rolling  tide. 
 
 2  One  by  one  we  come  to  Jesus, 
 As  we  heed  his  gentle  voice  ; 
 One  by  one  His  vineyard  enter, 
 There  to  labor  and  rejoice. 
 
hym:ns  and  songs.  83 
 
 One  ]dj  one  sweet  flow'rs  we  gather, 
 In  the  glorious  work  of  love. — 
 
 Garlands  for  the  angel-boatman, 
 To  convey  to  realms  above. 
 
 And  the  white-robed  angel-boatman 
 Bears  them  to  the  realms  of  love. 
 
 3  One  by  one  the  heavy  laden, 
 
 Sink  beneath  the  noontide  sun  ; 
 And  the  aged  pilgrim  welcomes 
 
 Evening  shadows  as  they  come. 
 One  by  one  with  sins  forgiven, 
 
 May  we  stand  upon  the  shore, 
 Waiting  till  the  angel-boatman 
 
 Takes  the  helm  and  guides  us  o'er. 
 And  the  white-rob'd  angel-boatman 
 
 Lands  us  on  the  shining  shore. 
 
 84  From  FRESH  LAURELS.— Page  71. 
 
 BE  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth  ; 
 Oh,  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear  ; 
 Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth, 
 
 With  love  and  devotion  draw  near. 
 Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone. 
 
 Creator  and  Ruler  o'er  all. 
 And  we  are  his  people,  his  sceptre  we  own, 
 His  sheep,  and  we  follow  bis  call. 
 
 2  Oh !  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song ; 
 
 Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim  ; 
 His  praise  in  melodious  accordance  prolong. 
 
 And  bless  his  adorable  name. 
 For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good. 
 
 And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand ; 
 His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
 
 And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 
 
84  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 85  From  SONGS  OF  PRAISE.— Page  7. 
 
 JESUS,  we  thy  Lambs  would  be, 
 Humbly  we  would  follow  Thee, 
 "Waiting  for  the  joyful  day, 
 When  all  care  will  pass  away, 
 When  the  reaping  time  shall  come. 
 And  angels  shout  the  harvest-home. 
 
 2  Now  the  field  with  grain  is  white. 
 Now  the  day  is  dawning  bright, — 
 Brighter  far  the  sky  will  be, 
 AVhen  our  Master  we  shall  see. 
 When  the  reaping  time  shall  come. 
 And  angels  shout  the  harvest-home. 
 
 3  May  we  wait,  and  watch,  and  pray, 
 For  the  coming  of  that  day, 
 AVhen  the  wheat  shall  sifted  be, 
 And  the  chafi"  be  driv'n  from  thee  : 
 When  the  reaping  time  shall  come, 
 And  angels  shout  the  harvest-home. 
 
 86 
 
 Feom  FRESH  LAURELS.— Page  30. 
 
 WE  are  marching  on  with  shield  and  banner  bright ; 
 We  will  work  for  God  and  battle  for  the  right, 
 We  will  praise  his  name,  rejoicing  in  his  might. 
 
 And  we'll  work  till  Jesus  calls. 
 In  the  Sunday-school  our  army  we  prepare. 
 As  we  rally  round  our  blessed  standard  there. 
 And  the  Saviour's  cross  we  early  learn  to  bear, 
 While  we  work  till  Jesus  calls. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Then  awake,  then  awake, 
 
 Happy  song,  happy  sgng, 
 Shout  for  joy,  shout  for  joy, 
 •  As  we  gladly  march  along. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS,  85 
 
 We  are  marching  onward,  singing  as  we  go, 
 To  the  promised  land  where  living  waters  flow  ; 
 Come  and  join  our  ranks  as  pilgrims  here  below, 
 Come  and  work  till  Jesus  calls. 
 
 2  We  are  marching  on,  our  Captain  ever  near, 
 Will  protect  us  still.  His  gentle  voice  we  hear: 
 Let  the  foe  advance,  we'll  never,  never  fear. 
 
 For  we'll  work  till  Jesus  calls. 
 Then  awake,  awake,  our  happy,  happy  song, 
 We  will  shout  for  joy,  and  gladly  march  along  ; 
 In  the  Lord  of  Hosts  let  every  heart  be  strong, 
 
 While  we  work  till  Jesus  calls. 
 
 Chorus.     Then  awake,  &c. 
 
 3  We  are  marching  on  the  straight  and  narrow  way, 
 That  will  lead  to  life  and  everlasting  day. 
 
 To  the  smiling  fields  that  never  will  decay, 
 
 But  we'll  work  till  Jesus  calls. 
 AVe  are  marching  on  and  pressing  toward  the  prize 
 To  a  glorious  crown  beyond  the  glowing  skies, 
 To  the  radiant  fields  where  pleasure  never  dies, 
 
 And  we'll  work  till  Jesus  calls. 
 
 Chorus.     Then  awake,  &c. 
 
 87  L.  M. 
 
 GLORY  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night. 
 For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light; 
 Keep  me,  0  keep  me.  King  of  Kings, 
 Under  Thine  own  Almighty  wings. 
 
 2  Forgive  me  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
 The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
 That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
 I  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 
 
 3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
 The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
 
 8 
 
86  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
 Triumphing  rise  at  the  last  day. 
 
 4  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
 Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
 Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
 Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 
 
 88 
 
 From  CHAPEL  GEMS.— Page 
 
 HITHER  we  come,  as  a  happy  Band, 
 To  sing  sweet  songs  of  a  better  land, 
 The  land  of  peace  and  love  ; 
 Where  Jesus  reigns  as  a  king  alone, 
 And  all  His  children  fondly  own 
 Their  Father,  God  above. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Oh  !  merrily,  merrily,  joyous  and  free, 
 Sing  we  the  song  of  the  true, 
 
 Cheerily,  cheerily,  happy  are  we. 
 Warm  is  our  welcome  to  you. 
 
 Welcome !  welcome ! 
 
 Warm  is  our  welcome  to  you ! 
 
 2  Greeting  we  give  on  this  festive  night, 
 A  happy  lay  of  the  hearts  delight, 
 
 Good  will  on  every  hand; 
 Bright  eyes  are  beaming  amid  the  throng, 
 And  young  hearts  glow  as  they  sing  the  song 
 
 Of  this  our  happy  Band. 
 
 Chorus.     Greeting  we  give  &c, 
 
 3  Gems  have  we  brought  to  delight  the  soul, 
 
 And  flowers  whose  fragrance  shall  e'er  be  whole, 
 
 That  cheer  life's  way  along ; 
 Then  give  your  hearts  and  extend  your  hands, 
 And  let  us  bind  you  in  silken  bands, 
 
 The  bands  of  love  and  song. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  87 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Oh !  joyously,  joyously  sound  we  the  strain, 
 
 For^tis  the  song  of  the  true: 
 Cheerily,  cheerily  give  vre  again, 
 
 Welcome,  thrice  welcome  to  you. 
 Welcome !  welcome  ! 
 
 Welcome,  thrice  welcome  to  you. 
 
 89  From  TEMPERANCE  CHIMES. 
 
 PRAISE  !  give  praise,  and  from  our  hearts  uplift  it. 
 Buoyant  with  joy  and  spirit  winged  with  prayer, 
 Freight  it  with  thanks,  and  let  our  bright  song  drift  it 
 Up  round  the  throne  to  meet  its  welcome  there. 
 In  God  we  trust,  and  like  the  wealth  of  autumn, 
 Countless  his  mercies  gather  round  the  land, 
 Heart  tells  to  heart  our  dear  cause  hath  his  blessing, 
 For  here  have  we  felt  his  wonder  working  hand. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Praise !  then  praise  !  to  him  who  reigns  above  us. 
 Praise !  give  praise !  for  wonders  he  hath  done, 
 Praise  !  give  praise  !  He  gave  us  grace  to  move  us, 
 Praise  for  grace  that  guides  the  work  begun.     # 
 
 2  Praise !  give  praise  !  for  round  our  earth  of  beauty, 
 Children,  so  like  the  pure  ones  up  in  heaven — 
 Children  will  yet  teach  lagging  age  its  duty, 
 Lisping  the  precepts  fathers  should  have  given. 
 Bleak  hearts  will  glow,  and  gloomy  homes  will 
 
 brighten, 
 Sinners  be  saved,  and  life  forget  her  woe, 
 Peace,  robed  in  light,  will  then  come  down  in  glory. 
 And  gives  us  her  smiles,  to  cheer  our  toils  below. 
 Chorus.     Praise  I. then  praise  !  &c. 
 
 3  Praise  !  give  praise !  nor  fear  the  work  before  us, 
 Truth  leads  the  way,  and  onward  is  our  march ; 
 
88  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Faith  fills   our  souls,   and  while   hope   brightens 
 
 o'er  us, 
 Feet  shall  not  weary,  and  lips  shall  not  parch. 
 So  onward  we  march,  then  shoulder  to  shoulder, 
 Hand  grasping  hand,  a  dauntless  band  are  we  ; 
 Sin  shall  be  crushed  as  en  we  tread  to  conquest, 
 And  Jesus  yet  shall  make  the  wide  world  free  ! 
 Chorus.     Praise  I  then  praise  !  &c. 
 
 90  7s.  &  6s. 
 
 TO  Thee,  my  God  and  Saviour ! 
 My  heart  exulting  sings. 
 Rejoicing  in  thy  favor. 
 
 Almighty  King  of  kings  ! 
 I'll  celebrate  thy  glory. 
 
 With  all  thy  saints  above, 
 And  tell  the  wondrous  story, 
 Of  thy  redeeming  love. 
 
 2  Soon  as  the  moon,  with  roses. 
 
 Bedeck  the  dewy  east. 
 And  when  the  sun  reposes 
 •  Upon  the  ocean's  breast, 
 
 My  voice,  in  supplication, 
 
 AVell  pleased  the  Lord  shall  hear ; 
 Oh  !  grant  me  thy  salvation 
 
 And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 
 
 3  By  thee,  through  life  supported, 
 
 ril  pass  the  dangerous  road 
 With  heavenly  host  escorted, 
 
 Up  to  thy  bright  abode  ; 
 Then  cast  my  crown  before  thee. 
 
 And,  all  my  conflicts  o'er, 
 Unceasingly  adore  thee ; 
 
 What  could  an  angel  more. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  89 
 
 91  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 SAVIOUR,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding, 
 AYith  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
 All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 
 
 While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share. 
 
 2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 
 
 Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
 There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing 
 Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 
 
 3  Never  from  thy  pasture  roving. 
 
 Let  them  be  the  Lion's  prey  ; 
 Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving. 
 
 Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way ; 
 
 4  Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal, 
 
 Let  them  find  a  resting  place ; 
 Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
 Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 
 
 92 
 
 HARK  !  ^tis  the  watchman's  cry, 
 Wake,  children  wake ! 
 Jesus  our  Lord  is  nigh. 
 
 Wake,  children  wake ! 
 Sleep  is  for  sons  of  night. 
 
 Children  are  ye  of  light ; 
 Yours  is  the  glory  bright, 
 Wake,  children  wake ! 
 
 2  Call  to  each  working  band, 
 Watch,  children  watch  ! 
 Clear  is  our  Lord's  command, 
 Watch,  children  watch ! 
 8* 
 
90  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Be  ye  as  men  that  wait 
 
 All  at  the  Master's  ^ate  ; 
 E'en  though  he  tarry  late. 
 
 Watch,  children  watch ! 
 
 3  Heed  we  the  steward's  call, 
 
 Work,  children  work  I 
 There's  work  enough  for  all. 
 
 Work,  children  work ! 
 This  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
 
 Fresh  labor  will  afford ; 
 Yours  is  a  sure  reward. 
 
 Work,  children  work! 
 
 4  Hear  we  the  shepherd's  voice, 
 
 Pray,  children  pray ! 
 Would  ye  his  heart  rejoice 
 
 Pray,  children  pray ! 
 Sin  calls  for  constant  fear. 
 
 Long  as  we  struggle  here, 
 We  need  the  Strong  One  near. 
 
 Pray,  children  pray ! 
 
 5  Now  sound  the  final  chord, 
 
 Praise,  children  praise ! 
 Thrice  holy  is  our  Lord, 
 
 Praise,  children  praise ! 
 What  more  befits  our  tongues, 
 
 Leading  the  angePs  songs. 
 While  heaven  the  note  prolongs  ? 
 
 Praise,  children  praise ! 
 
 93  Fkom  the  censor —Page  76. 
 
 WHEN  the  six  day's  work  is  o'er  and  done. 
 And  the  soft  light  shines  of  the  Sabbath  sun, 
 Gladly  then  we  haste  with  merry  feet. 
 To  the  Sunday-school  and  its  calm  retreat. 
 
o 
 
 HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  91 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Oh,  we  love  our  dear  Sunday-school, 
 'Tis  a  happy  place,  ^tis  a  blessed  place ; 
 Loudest  songs,  yes,  loudest  songs  of  joy  we  raise 
 For  our  blessed  Sunday-school. 
 
 Though  our  homes  are  bright,  with  cheerful  heart 
 "We  can  say  good-bye  as  we  gently  part, 
 With  our  parents  dear,  and  haste  away 
 To  the  Sunday-school  where  we  love  to  stay. 
 Chorus.    Oh,  we  love,  &c. 
 
 On  our  heavenly  way,  so  green  and  fair, 
 We  are  kindly  led  by  our  teachers  there, 
 And  we  read  with  them  the  page  of  truth, 
 'Tis  the  light  of  age  and  the  guide  of  youth. 
 Chorus.     Oh,  we  love,  &c. 
 
 Oh,  then  urge  them  in — the  wan,  the  wild. 
 Yes,  the  poor,  the  wayward,  the  erring  child. 
 For  our  doors  are  open  for  one  and  all. 
 There's  a  welcome  for  each  in  our  Sabbath  hall. 
 Chorus.     Oh,  we  love,  &c. 
 
 94 
 
 COME,  children,  now  to  Jesus  sing, 
 Hosanna,  hosanna  in  the  highest; 
 To  him  your  grateful  tribute  bring, 
 Hosanna,  hosanna  in  the  highest : 
 He  came  to  earth  our  souls  to  save. 
 To  ransom  us,  himself  he  gave ; 
 Now  we  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
 Hosanna,  hosannah  in  the  highest. 
 
 2.  He  came  to  earth  a  little  child, 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest ; 
 Obedient,  faithful,  meek  and  mild, 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest. 
 
92  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Come,  children,  learn  his  gracious  ways  ; 
 Come,  celebrate  his  wondrous  grace, 
 Then  you  shall  sing  through  endless  days, 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest. 
 
 3  The  Saviour  loves  to  hear  your  song, 
 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest ; 
 More  sweet  the  praises  of  the  young, 
 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest ; 
 Then  early  choose  the  better  part, 
 From  sinful  ways  at  once  depart ; 
 Come,  sing  to  him  with  all  your  heart, 
 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest. 
 
 4  To  him  let  every  creature  raise 
 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest ; 
 Let  children  join  to  sing  his  praise, 
 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest : 
 For,  though  he  dwelleth  now  above, 
 His  heart  is  still  as  full  of  love, — 
 Oh,  may  that  love  our  spirits  move ! 
 
 Hosanna  in  the  highest. 
 
 95  From  HAPPY  VOICES.— Page  52. 
 
 WE  are  homeward  bound  to  the  land  of  life  and 
 love,   ^ 
 With  a  swelling  sail  we  onward  sweep  ; 
 Tho'  the  rude  wind  blow,  there  is  one  who  rules  above. 
 Who  will  guard  the  weary  sailor  on  the  deep. 
 
 In  the  good  ship  Zion  we  are  tossing  on  the  tide. 
 But  the  wild  dark  tempest  soon  shall  cease ; 
 
 All  the  danger  over,  she  will  safe  at  anchor  ride 
 In  the  port  of  everlasting  peace. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  93 
 
 Though  the  billows  rise,  they  shall  never  overwhelm, 
 Though  the  breakers  roar  upon  the  lee  ; 
 
 'Mid  thestrife  we'll  sing,  for  we've  Jesus  at  the  helm. 
 And  he'll  steer  the  good  ship  Zion  o'er  the  Sea, 
 Chorus.     In  the  good  ship  Zion,  &c. 
 
 3  Tho'  for  ages  past  she  has  ploughed  the  stormy  main. 
 
 She's  the  stout  ship  Zion  as  of  yore ; 
 Safe  'mid  rocks  and  shoals  and  the  fearful  hurricane, 
 She  has   thousands  brought  to  Canaan's  happy 
 shore. 
 
 Chorus.     In  the  good  ship  Zion,  &c. 
 
 4  IIo,  ye  youthful  souls,  there  is  danger  in  your  path, 
 
 By  the  chart  of  folly  you're  mislead  ; 
 There  are  rocks  beneath,  and  above  a  storm  of  wrath. 
 And  the  breakers  of  destruction  are  ahead. 
 Chorus.     In  the  good  ship  Zion,  &c. 
 
 5  We  are  homeward  bound;  wont  you  join  our  happy 
 
 crew? 
 Come  aboard,  poor  sinner,  while  you  may ; 
 To  the  eye  of  faith  there's  the  better  land  in  view; 
 'Tis  the  land  that  shines  with  never  ending  day. 
 Chorus.     In  the  good  ship  Zion,  &c. 
 
 98  Fkom  the  casket.— Page  62. 
 
 "E  leave  the  world  of  care 
 To  greet  one  day  in  seven. 
 To  join  in  praise  and  prayer. 
 
 And  learn  the  way  to  heaven. 
 The  Sabbath  bells  invite  us  all, 
 Faint  emblem  of  God's  holy  call. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Chime  on  sweet  bells, 
 
 Your  cheerful  ring 
 Shall  tune  our  lips 
 
 God's  praise  to  sing. 
 
 W^ 
 
94  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 2  We  leave  our  books  and  play 
 To  read  that  Book  Divine, 
 There  we  are  taught  the  way 
 The  joys  that  ne'er  decline. 
 
 Chorus.    The  Sabbeth  bells,  &c. 
 
 3.  We  leave  our  earthly  home 
 To  seek  that  blest  abode, 
 Where  loved  companions  come 
 To  lift  their  hearts  to  God. 
 
 Chorus.    The  Sabbath  bells,  &c. 
 
 97  From  FRESH  LAURELS.— Page  m. 
 
 JESUS,  the  water  of  life  shall  give. 
 Freely,  freely,  freely, 
 Jesus,  the  water  of  life  will  give 
 Freely  to  those  who  love  him. 
 Come  to  that  fountain,  0  drink  and  live. 
 
 Freely,  freely,  freely, 
 Come  to  that  fountain,  0  drink  and  live, 
 Flowing  for  those  that  love  him. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  come 
 
 Freely,  freely,  freely, 
 And  he  that  is  thirsty  let  him  come 
 
 And  drink  of  the  water  of  life. 
 The  fountain  of  life  is  flowing, 
 
 Flowing,  freely  flowing. 
 The  fountain  of  life  is  flowing. 
 
 Is  flowing  for  you  and  for  me. 
 
 2  Jesus  has  promised  a  home  in  heaven. 
 Freely,  freely,  freely, 
 Jesus  has  promised  a  home  in  heaven, 
 Freely  to  those  that  love  him. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  95 
 
 Treasures  unfading  will  there  be  given, 
 
 Freely,  freely,  freely, 
 Treasures  unfading  will  there  be  given, 
 Freely  to  those  that  love  him. 
 Chorus.     The  Spirit,  &c. 
 
 3.  Jesus  has  promised  a  robe  of  white, 
 
 Freely,  freely,  freely, 
 Jesus  has  promised  a  robe  of  white, 
 
 Freely  to  those  that  love  him ; 
 Kingdoms  of  glory  and  crowns  of  light, 
 
 Freely,  freely,  freely," 
 Kingdoms  of  glory  and  crowns  of  light. 
 Freely  to  those  that  love  him. 
 Chorus.     The  Spirit,  &c. 
 
 4.  Jesus  has  promised  eternal  day. 
 
 Freely,  freely,  freely, 
 JesQs  has  promised  eternal  day. 
 Freely  to  those  that  love  him  ; 
 Pleasure  that  never  shall  pass  away. 
 
 Freely,  freely,  freely. 
 Pleasure  that  never  shall  pass  away. 
 Freely  to  those  that  love  him. 
 Chorus.     The  Spirit,  &c. 
 
 98  From  SILVER  SPRAY.— Page  57. 
 
 RINGING,  sweetly  ringing, 
 The  cheerful  Sabbath  bells, 
 AVe  linger  a  moment  their  call  to  hear. 
 Then  haste  away  to  our  school  so  dear. 
 Over  the  greenwood  joyous  and  free. 
 Singing  with  gladness,  happy  are  we. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 While  over  the  distant  hill, 
 Their  music  is  floating  still. 
 Hear  the  echo,  echo,  echo,  sweet  Sabbath  bells. 
 
96  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 2.  Ringinf^,  sweetly  ringing, 
 Their  silver  chimes  we  love, 
 A  mission  of  peace  to  the  heart  they  bear, 
 A  vrelcome  call  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
 Telling  of  raptures,  telling  of  rest, 
 Mansions  of  glory,  tranquil  and  blest. 
 Chorus.    While  over  the  distant  hill,  &c. 
 
 3  Ringing,  sweetly  ringing, 
 Those  cheerful  Sabbath  bells, 
 0 !  let  us  be  grateful  to  God  above, 
 AVho  crowneth  our  days  with  the  light  of  love, 
 Blessed  Redeemer,  ever  to  thee, 
 Praise  from  thy  children  offered  shall  be. 
 Chorus.    While  over  the  distant  hill,  &c. 
 
 99  From  SONGS  OF  GLADNESS.— Pagb  82. 
 
 0  WELCOME  day  that  greets  us  here  ! 
 We  love  its  cheerful  rule. 
 And  at  this  happy  hour  appear 
 Within  the  Sabbath-school. 
 
 0  the  Sabbath-school ! 
 
 O  the  Sabbath-school ! 
 
 The  blessed  Sabbath-school ! 
 When  we  all  shall  away  to  sing  and  pray, 
 In  the  blessed,  blessed  Sabbath-school. 
 
 2  The  Bible  is  a  fountain  clear 
 
 Of  waters  fresh  and  cool. 
 Reviving  these  from  year  to  year 
 Within  the  Sabbath-school. 
 
 Chorus.    0  the  Sabbath-school !  &c. 
 
 3  God  speed  the  time  when  thirsting  lands 
 
 .  Shall  bear  the  sparkling  pool ; 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  C 
 
 When  heathen  nations,  clasping  hands, 
 Shall  bless  the  Sabbath-school. 
 
 Chorus.     0  the  Sabbath-school !  &c. 
 
 4  Then  all  united  let  us  bow 
 Around  the  Lord's  footstool, 
 And  of  him  ask,  yea,  ask  him  now, 
 To  bless  the  Sabbath-school. 
 
 Chorus.     0  the  Sabbath-school !  &c. 
 
 )  From  FEESH  LAURELS.— Page  S2. 
 
 COME,  join  our  choral  number, 
 Our  merry,  merry  lay, 
 AVhile  pleasure  like  a  fairy 
 
 Now  trips  along  our  way. 
 She  brings  a  festive  garland. 
 
 From  hope's  enchanted  bowers, 
 A  wreath  of  smiling  roses, 
 
 A  wreath  of  smiling  roses, 
 A  wreath  of  smiling  roses, 
 
 Impearled  with  summer  showers. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Singing,  singing  merrily, 
 All  united  joyful,  joyful, 
 Mingle  our  festive  song. 
 
 2  0  happy  golden  moments, 
 
 AVe  hail  them  with  delight, 
 While  every  heart  rejoices. 
 
 And  ev'ry  eye  is  bright ; 
 The  bird  that  wakes  the  greenwood, 
 
 The  breeze  that  fans  the  lea, 
 The  brooklet  in  the  meadow, 
 
 The  brooklet  in  the  meadow. 
 The  brooklet  in  the  meadow, 
 
 Are  not  more  glad  than  we. 
 
 Chorus.     Singing,  singing  merrily,  &c. 
 
98  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 3  Yet  while  our  strains  of  music, 
 
 la  tuneful  echoes  fall, 
 Oh,  let  us  each  remember, 
 
 The  Lord  the  source  of  all ; 
 Who  crowns  with  joy  and  comfort 
 
 Our  youthful  days  below, 
 And  tells  us  of  a  country, 
 
 And  tells  us  of  a  country. 
 And  tells  us  of  a  country. 
 
 Where  purer  blessings  flow. 
 
 Chorus.     Singing,  singing  merrily,  &c. 
 
 101  From  CHAPEL  GEMS.— Page  18. 
 
 SWIFTLY  glides  the  hours  away, 
 Speeding  from  us  day  by  day ; 
 Leaving  ever,  as  they  move. 
 Tokens  of  our  Father's  love, 
 
 2  Toil  and  rest  alike  he  shares. 
 
 Blesses  both  our  joys  and  cares. 
 
 Makes  them  all  His  goodnesss  prove. 
 
 Makes  them  tokens  of  His  love. 
 
 3  If  to-day  our  lives  have  been 
 
 Soil'd  by  thought  or  deed  of  sin ; 
 Lord  from  us  the  guilt  remove. 
 Father,  pardon  in  Thy  love. 
 
 4  In  the  darkness  and  the  light. 
 
 Keep  us  ever  in  Thy  sight ; 
 And  to  Thy  dear  home  above, 
 Father,  guide  us  in  Thy  love. 
 
 102  'From  the  CASKET.— Page  14. 
 
 KEEP  me,  Father,  safely  keep  me. 
 Never  let  my  footsteps  stray  : 
 Lead  me  to  the  fount  eternal, 
 There  my  doubts  and  fears  allay. 
 
EYMJSrS  AND   SONGS,  99 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Keep  me,  Father,  safely  keep  me, 
 From  all  dangers  on  the  "way. 
 
 While  I  tread  the  pathway  rugged, 
 Climb  the  hills  to  lasting  day. 
 
 2  Keep  me.  Father,  safely  keep  me, 
 Till  in  heaven  I  wake  above ! 
 Make  me  pure,  and  good,  and  holy. 
 Spotless  make  me  like  the  dove. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Keep  me.  Father,  safely  keep  me. 
 Till  the  toil  of  life  is  o'er. 
 
 Till  the  angels  home  shall  bear  me 
 Safely  up  on  Jordan's  shore. 
 
 103  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  26. 
 
 GOD  is  love  ;  the  heavens  tell  it 
 Thro'  their  glorious  orbs  of  light, 
 In  that  glad  and  golden  language, 
 Speaking  to  us  day  and  night, 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Their  great  story, 
 
 Their  great  story, 
 God  is  love,  and  God  is  light. 
 
 2  And  the  teeming  earth  rejoices 
 In  that  message  from  above. 
 With  ten  thousand  thousand  voices 
 Telling  back,  from  hill  and  grove, 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Her  glad  story. 
 
 Her  glad  story, 
 God  is  might,  and  God  is  lovo. 
 
100  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 3  Thro^  these  anthems  of  creation, 
 
 Struggling  up  with  gentle  strife, 
 
 Christian  songs  of  Christ's  salvation 
 
 To  the  world,  with  blessings  rife, 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Tell  their  story, 
 
 Tell  their  story, 
 God  is  love,  and  God  is  life. 
 
 4  Up  to  Ilim  let  each  affection 
 
 Duly  rise,  and  round  him  move  ; 
 Our  whole  lives  one  resurrection 
 To  the  life  of  life  above ; 
 i 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Our  glad  story, 
 
 Our  glad  story, 
 God  is  life,  and  God  is  love. 
 
 104  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Paqe  28. 
 
 I  WAS  a  wandering  sheep, 
 I  did  not  love  the  fold  ; 
 1  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
 
 I  would  not  be  controlled. 
 I  was  a  wayward  child, 
 
 I  did  not  love  my  home  ; 
 I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 
 I  loved  afar  to  roam. 
 
 2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep  ; 
 
 The  Father  sought  His  child  ; 
 They  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill. 
 
 O'er  desert,  waste,  and  wild : 
 They  found  me  nigh  to  death. 
 
 Famished,  and  faint,  and  lone; 
 They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 
 
 They  saved  the  wandering  one. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  101 
 
 3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, — 
 
 'Twas  He  that  loved  my  soul, 
 'Twas  lie  that  wash'd  me  in  His  blood, 
 
 'Twas  He  that  made  me  whole. 
 'Twas  He  that  sought  the  lost, 
 
 That  found  the  wandering  sheep, 
 'Twas  He  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 
 
 'Tis  He  that  still  doth  keep. 
 
 4  I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 
 
 I  would  not  be  controlled : 
 But  now  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
 
 I  love,  I  love  His  fold. 
 I  was  a  wayward  child, 
 
 I  once  preferred  to  roam  ; 
 But  now  I  love  my  Father's  voice, 
 
 I  love,  I  love  His  home. 
 
 105  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  85. 
 
 ^^  HTAND  up  for  Jesus !"  well  I  may, 
 yO     For  when  condemned  to  death,  I  lay, 
 A  sin-bound  soul,  He  set  me  free. 
 By  dying  on  the  cross  for  me. 
 
 2  "  Stand  up  for  Jesus  I"  sure  I  ought ; 
 
 His  precious  blcod  my  ransom  wrought ; 
 His  faithful  friend  I  ought  to  be, 
 
 Since  He  has  shown  such  love  for  me. 
 
 3  "  Stand  up  for  Jesus  !"  yes,  I  must. 
 
 My  Lord,  my  life,  my  hope,  my  trust, 
 My  joy,  my  crown,  my  all  is  He, 
 AVho  dying,  conquered  death  for  me. 
 
 4  "Stand  up  for  Jesus  I"  0,  I  will. 
 
 His  love  my  inmost  soul  shall  fill ; 
 For  now,  with  joy,  I  see,  I  see. 
 How  Jesus  once  stood  up  for  me. 
 9* 
 
102  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 106  Fbom  sabbath  songs.— Page  121. 
 
 KNOW  ye  that  better  land, 
 Where  care's  unknown  ? 
 Know  ye  that  blessed  land 
 
 Around  the  throne  ? 
 There,  there  is  happiness, 
 
 There  streams  of  purest  bliss ; 
 There,  there  are  rest  and  peace — 
 There,  there  alone. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Then  let  us  haste  away, 
 
 Speed  o'er  the  world's  dark  wa^', 
 
 Unto  that  land  of  day — 
 That  better  land. 
 
 2  Yes,  yes,  we  know  that  place. 
 
 We  know  it  well ; 
 Eye  hath  not  seen  His  face, 
 
 Tongue  cannot  tell ; 
 There  are  the  angels  iDright, 
 
 There  saints  enrobed  in  white, 
 All,  all,  are  clothed  in  light — 
 
 There,  they  dwell. 
 
 Chorus.    Then  let  us  haste  away,  &c. 
 
 3  Come !  hasten  that  sweet  day, 
 
 Let  time  be  gone ; 
 Come  !  Lord,  make  no  delay, 
 
 On  Thy  white  throne  ; 
 Thy  face  we  wish  to  sec, 
 
 To  dwell  and  reign  with  Thee, 
 And  thine  forever  be — 
 
 Thine,  thine  alone. 
 
 Chorus.    Then  let  us  haste  away,  &c. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  103 
 
 107  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  131. 
 
 CHILDREN'S  voices  high  in  heaven, 
 Make  sweet  music  round  the  throne  ; 
 Them  the  king  of  kings  hath  given 
 
 Glory  lasting  as  his  own. 
 Lord!  it  was  Thy  mercy  free 
 Suffered  them  to  come  to  Thee. 
 
 2  We  would  think  of  them  to-day, 
 
 And  their  everlasting  song  ; 
 We  would  sing  as  blest  as  they, 
 
 In  the  spirit-land,  ere  long  ; 
 Lord !  let  us  Thy  children  be  ; 
 
 Suffer  us  to  come  to  Thee. 
 
 3  Now  to  come,  with  loving  mind. 
 
 Simple  faith,  and  earnest  prayer, 
 Seeking  Thy  dear  cross,  to  find 
 
 Full  and  free  salvation  there. 
 Lamb"  of  God  !  our  Saviour  be ; 
 
 Suffer  us  to  come  to  Thee. 
 
 4  Lord,  we  come  !  be  Thou  our  guide 
 
 Thro'  life's  dark  and  troubled  way  ; 
 And  when  trained  and  sanctified, 
 
 Raise  us  to  the  perfect  day ; 
 Then  in  heaven  Thy  words  shall  be, 
 
 "Suffer  them  to  come  to  Me." 
 
 108  From  NEW  CASKET.— Page  126. 
 
 STRIKE  the  cymbal,  roll  the  tymbal, 
 Let  the  trump  of  triumph  sound  ; 
 Powerful  slinging,  headlong  bringing 
 Proud  Goliah  to  the  ground. 
 From  the  river,  rejecting  quiver, 
 Judah's  hero  takes  the  stone. 
 
104  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Spread  your  banners,  shout  hosannas  I 
 
 Battle  is  the  Lord's  alone. 
 
 See !  advances,  with  songs  and  dances, 
 
 All  the  band  of  Israel's  daughters ; 
 
 Catch  the  sound,  ye  hills  and  waters ; 
 
 Spread  your  banners,  shout  hosannas  1 
 
 Battle  is  the  Lord's  alone. 
 
 God  of  thunder,  rend  asunder, 
 
 All  the  power  Philistia  boasts  ; 
 
 What  are  nations  ?  what  their  stations  ? 
 
 Israel  God  is  Lord  of  hosts. 
 
 What  are  haughty  monarch's  now  ? 
 
 Low  before  Jehovah  bow ! 
 
 Pride  of  princes,  strength  of  kings. 
 
 To  the  dust  Jehovah  brings. 
 
 Praise  him,  praise  him,  exulting  nations  praise, 
 
 Hosanna,  hosanna,  hosanna. 
 
 109  FaoM  THE  CASKET,  No.  2.— Page  36. 
 
 CHILDREN,  there  is  none  like  Jesus, 
 Fond  and  tender,  gentle,  kind, 
 'Mongst  the  friends  on  earth  to  please  us. 
 None  like  Jesus  can  you  find  ; 
 He  calls  you  lambs. 
 He  marks  your  name. 
 And  knows  the  secrets  of  your  mind. 
 
 2  Sweet  the  mother's  fond  caressings, 
 Kind  the  anxious  father's  care ; 
 Sweeter  far  are  Jesus'  blessings. 
 And  he  numbers  every  hair : 
 He  never  sleeps. 
 But  loves  and  keeps 
 His  little  ones  as  jewels  rare. 
 
HYMNS  AND  SONGS.  105 
 
 3  Tend'rest  mother  may  forsake  you, 
 
 Pitying  father  le  unkind  ; 
 Then  it  is  that  Christ  will  take  you, 
 And  to  his  fond  bosom  bind: 
 
 He'll  never  leave 
 
 His  lambs  to  grieve. 
 Forgotten,  helpless,  vreak  and  blind. 
 
 4  When  you  from  his  fold  are  straying. 
 
 To  the  wolfs  or  lion's  den, 
 He  is  to  his  Father  praying — • 
 For  he  loves  you  even  then : 
 Goes  forth  to  see 
 Where  you  may  be, 
 And  yearns  to  bring  you  back  again. 
 
 5  Spake  the  Lord  to  those  around  him, — 
 
 "Heaven's  kingdom  is  of  such;" 
 Men,  not  children,  sold  and  bound  him, 
 Children  lov'd  and  prais'd  him  much ; 
 They  ran  to  meet. 
 To  sing  and  greet. 
 And  gain  the  Son  of  David's  touch. 
 
 G  Ready  thus  for  Christ's  appearing, 
 Lambs  he'll  gather  to  his  rest, 
 And  be  seen  to  heaven,  bearing 
 All  his  children  to  his  breast : 
 No  sin,  nor  blight, 
 Nor  cheerless  night. 
 But  day  eternal — joys  the  best. 
 
 110 
 
 From  the  CASKET.— Page  SI. 
 
 TOSSED  with  rough  winds,  and  faint  with  fear, 
 Above  the  tempest,  soft  and  clear. 
 What  still  small  accents  greet  mine  ear  ? 
 "  Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 
 
106  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 ^Tis  I,  who  led  thy  steps  aright; 
 
 'Tis  I,  who  gave  thy  blind  eyes  sight. 
 'Tis  I ;  thy  Lord,  thy  life,  thy  light: 
 
 ♦"Tis  I;  be  not  afraid." 
 
 2  These  raging  winds,  this  surging  sea, 
 Bear  not  a  breath  of  wrath  to  thee  ; 
 That  storm  has  all  been  spent  on  me  ; 
 
 'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 
 
 Chorus.    ^Tis  I ;  who  led,  &c. 
 
 3  Mine  eyes  are  watching  by  thy  bed. 
 Mine  arras  are  underneath  thy  head, 
 My  blessings  are  around  thee  shed : 
 
 'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 
 
 Chorus.    •'Tis  I ;  who  led,  &c. 
 
 4  When  on  the  other  side  thy  feet 
 
 Shall  rest  'mid  thousand  welcomes  sweet, 
 One  well-known  voice  thine  ear  will  greet ; 
 'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 
 
 Chorus.    'Tis  I ;  who  led,  &c. 
 
 5  From  out  the  dazzling  majesty, 
 Gently  he'll  lay  his  hand  on  thee. 
 Whispering,  "Beloved,  lov'st  thou  me? 
 
 'Tis  I :  be  not  afraid." 
 
 Chorus.    'Tis  I ;  who  led,  &c. 
 
 Ill  From  SONGS  OP  PKAISE.— Page  144. 
 
 JESUS,  we  love  to  meet, 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 We  worship  round  thy  seat. 
 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 
HYMNS  AND  SONGS,  107 
 
 Thou  tender,  heavenly  Friend  ! 
 To  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
 O'er  our  young  spirits  bend, 
 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 
 2.  We  dare  not  trifle  now, 
 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 In  silent  awe  we  bow, 
 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 Check  every  wandering  thought, 
 And  let  us  all  be  taught, 
 To  serve  thee  as  we  ought, 
 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 
 3.  We  listen  to  Thy  word. 
 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 Bless  all  that  we  have  heard, 
 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 Go  with  us  when  we  part, 
 And  to  each  youthful  heart, 
 Thy  saving  grace  impart. 
 
 On  this  Thy  day. 
 
 112  8s.  7s. 
 
 HERE  we  come  with  cheerful  voices, 
 Loud  to  sing  our  Saviour's  praise, 
 Every  youthful  heart  rejoices, 
 
 While  to  Him  our  song  we  raise, 
 Heavenly  mansions  bright  are  shining, 
 
 With  His  glory  and  His  love  ; 
 Children  in  His  arms  are  clinging, 
 For  of  such  is  heaven  above. 
 
 2.  Waving  palms  are  cast  before  Him, 
 Garlands  bright  perfume  the  air ; 
 Thousands  now  in  love  adore  Him, 
 As  Ho  comes  triumphant  there. 
 
108  SABBATU  SCHOOL 
 
 **  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory/' 
 Swells  again  the  joyful  strain  ; 
 
 "  Blessed  is  the  King/'  whose  story 
 Fills  the  heavens,  and  earth  and  main. 
 
 3.  Let  us  then,  with  cheerful  voices. 
 
 Glad  the  cheerful  theme  prolong  ; 
 Echo  back  till  heaven  rejoices, 
 
 Praise  in  never-ending  song  ; 
 Loving  Him  above  all  other 
 
 Friends  whom  dearly  now  we  love  ; 
 Son  of  God,  our  Elder  Brother, 
 
 Saviour,  King,  Ho  reigns  above  ! 
 
 113 
 
 DEAR  friends,  with  joy  we  meet  you  here, 
 On  this  our  festive  day. 
 To  bless  God  for  the  Sunday-scbool: 
 0  join  our  simple  lay. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 The  Sunday-School,  the  Sunday-school, 
 God  bless  the  Sunday-school. 
 
 2.  'Tis  there  we  learn  how  Jesus  died, 
 
 To  save  our  ruined  race ; 
 How  he  was  mocked  and  crucified. 
 That  we  might  share  his  grace. 
 Chorus.     The  Sunday-school,  &c. 
 
 3.  While  teachers  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
 
 His  Spirit  to  impart, 
 0  may  the  lessons  taught  us  there 
 Be  graven  on  each  heart. 
 
 Chorus.     The  Sunday-school,  &c. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  109 
 
 When  spring  with  verdure  clothes  the  scene, 
 
 AVhea  summer  breezes  blow, 
 'Mid  winter's  snows  and  tempests  keen, 
 To  Sunday-school  we'll  go. 
 
 Chorus.     The  Sunday-school,  &c. 
 
 From  SABBATH  SONGS  — Paqk  4. 
 
 WHEN  children  join  in  singing 
 The  mighty  Saviour's  praise, 
 It  is  on  earth  beginning 
 
 The  endless  song  to  raise. 
 And  when  they  join  in  praying 
 To  Him  who  heareth  prayer, 
 They  then  are  Christ  obeying, 
 Who  makes  a  child  His  care. 
 
 2  When  children  join  in  learning 
 
 The  way  that  leads  above. 
 It  is  a  step  returning 
 
 Unto  the  God  of  love. 
 And  when  their  hearts  are  beating 
 
 With  penitence  within, 
 It  is  the  first  retreating 
 
 From  ways  of  death  and  sin. 
 
 3  When  children  meet  in  heaven, 
 
 That  holy,  happy  place, 
 They'll  sing  of  sins  forgiven, 
 
 Through  God's  abounding  grace. 
 They'll  sing  the  wondrous  story, 
 
 Of  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
 And  evermore  in  glory, 
 
 Will  reign  with  Him  above. 
 
 10 
 
110  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
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 115  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Paqk  5. 
 
 |UK  joyous  songs  of  praise, 
 To  Thee,  0  God,  we  raise, 
 0  God  of  love ! 
 
 Thy  truth  we  make  our  choice, 
 In  Thee  our  hearts  rejoice, 
 
 Hear  Thou  Thy  children's  voice, 
 In  heaven  above. 
 
 2  The  Saviour's  love  we  sing, 
 
 And  to  Thy  altar  bring 
 Our  humble  prayer ; 
 
 Make  us  all  pure  within. 
 Forgive  our  every  sin. 
 
 And  keep  us  ever  in 
 Thy  holy  care. 
 
 3  Our  Father,  wilt  Thou  take 
 
 Our  hearts  for  Jesus'  sake. 
 And  make  them  Thine  ! 
 
 0  keep  us  in  Thy  care ; 
 Protect  from  every  snare, 
 And  hear  our  earnest  prayer 
 *  For  grace  divine. 
 
 4  This  world  is  fair  and  bright, 
 
 But  there's  a  world  of  light 
 Beyond  the  sky ; 
 
 There  we  would  ever  dwell. 
 There  Thy  rich  mercies  tell, 
 
 AVhile  sounding  anthems  swell 
 In  harmony. 
 
 116  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  8. 
 
 ONWARD,  Christian  soldiers, 
 Marching  as  to  war, 
 AVith  the  Cross  of  Jesus 
 Going  on  before ; 
 
HYMJSrS  AND   SONGS.  Ill 
 
 Christ,  the  Royal  Master, 
 
 Leads  against  the  foe ; 
 Forward  into  battle, 
 
 See,  his  banners  go. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Onward,  Christian  soldiers, 
 
 Marching  as  to  war, 
 With  the  Cross  of  Jesus 
 
 Going  on  before. 
 
 2  Like  a  mighty  army, 
 
 Moves  the  Church  of  God ; 
 Brothers,  we  are  treading 
 
 Where  the  saints  have  trod  ; 
 We  are  not  divided. 
 
 All  one  body  we. 
 One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 
 
 One  in  charity. 
 Chorus.  Onward,  Christian  soldiers,  &c. 
 
 3  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 
 
 Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
 But  the  Church  of  Jesus 
 
 Constant  will  remain ; 
 Gates  of  hell  can  never 
 
 'Gainst  that  Church  prevail ; 
 We  have  Christ's  own  promise. 
 
 Which  can  never  fail. 
 Chorus.  Onward,  Christian  soldiers,  &c. 
 
 4  Onward,  then,  ye  people. 
 
 Join  our  happy  throng. 
 Blend  with  ours  your  voices. 
 
 In  the  triumph  song. 
 Glory,  praise,  and  honor. 
 
 Men  and  angels  sing, 
 Thro'  the  countless  ages 
 
 Unto  Christ  the  King. 
 Chorus.  Onward,  Christian  soldiers,  &c. 
 
112  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 117  From  SABBATH  SONGS.—Pagb  64. 
 
 MY  Saviour  sits  on  Heaven's  throne, 
 And  calls  me  now  to  be  his  own : 
 He  hears  each  prayer,  He  sees  each  tear, 
 
 He  softly  whispers  in  my  ear, 
 "  Come  unto  Me,  my  child." 
 
 2  He  asks  the  Father  for  His  sake 
 
 To  hear  each  little  prayer  I  make ; 
 And  from  the  Father  comes  to  me, 
 
 A  loving  answer  full  and  free, 
 "  Come  unto  Me,  my  child.'' 
 
 3  The  blessed  Jesus  wants  my  love. 
 
 And  wants  me  in  His  home  above, — 
 That  Heavenly  home  so  pure  and  bright, 
 
 Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  light. 
 To  be  His  loving  child. 
 
 4  And  0,  if  Jesus  wants  my  love, 
 
 And  wants  me  in  His  home  above. 
 Do  Heavenly  Father,  for  His  sake. 
 
 Forgive  my  sins,  my  heart  now  take, 
 And  call  me  now  Thy  child. 
 
 118  From  SABBATH  SONGS.—Paqe  71. 
 
 THOU  Guardian  of  our  youthful  days, 
 To  Thee  our  prayers  ascend ; 
 To  Thee  we'll  tune  our  songs  of  praise, 
 Thou  art  *'  The  Children's  Friend." 
 
 2  From  Thee  our  daily  mercies  flow, 
 On  Thee  our  lives  depend ; 
 Lord,  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  woe. 
 Be  Thou  "  The  Children's  Friend." 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  113 
 
 3  Teach  us  to  prize  Thy  Holy  Word, 
 
 To  all  Thy  truths  attend  ; 
 Thus  shall  we  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
 And  love  "  The  Children's  Friend." 
 
 4  Lord,  draw  our  youthful  hearts  to  Thee ; 
 
 From  every  ill  defend  ; 
 Help  us  in  early  life  to  flee 
 To  Thee,  "  The  Children's  Friend." 
 
 5  Oh  !  may  we  taste  of  Jesus'  love ; 
 
 To  Him  our  souls  commend ; 
 For  Jesus  left  the  realms  above. 
 To  be  •*  The  Children's  Friend." 
 
 From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  45. 
 
 I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus, 
 The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ; 
 He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 
 
 From  the  accursed  load : 
 I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 
 
 To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
 "White  is  His  blood  most  precious, 
 Till  not  a  stain  remains. 
 
 2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus  ; 
 
 All  fullness  dwells  in  Him  ; 
 He  healeth  my  diseases. 
 
 He  doth  my  soul  redeem : 
 I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 
 
 My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 
 He  from  them  all  releases, 
 
 He  all  my  sorrow  shares. 
 
 3  I  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus, 
 
 This  weary  soul  of  mine ; 
 His  right-hand  me  embraces, 
 I  on  His  breast  recline : 
 10* 
 
114  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 I  love  the  name  of  Jesus, 
 Immanuel,  Christ,  the  Lord ; 
 
 Like  fragrance  on  the  breezes. 
 His  name  abroad  is  poured. 
 
 4  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 
 
 Meek,  lowly,  loving,  mild ; 
 I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 
 The  Father's  holy  Child ; 
 
 1  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 
 Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
 
 To  sing  with  saints  His  praises, 
 And  learn  the  angel's  song. 
 
 120  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  5Q. 
 
 LORD,  I  would  come  to  Thee, 
 A  sinner  all  defiled  ; 
 Oh,  take  the  stain  of  guilt  away, 
 And  own  me  as  Thy  child. 
 
 2  I  cannot  live  in  sin. 
 
 And  feel  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
 Thy  blood  can  make  my  spirit  clean, 
 And  write  my  name  above. 
 
 3  Among  Thy  little  flock, 
 
 I  need  the  Shepherd's  care  ; 
 Pour  waters  from  the  smitten  Rock, 
 And  pastures  green  prepare, 
 
 4  Blest  Shepherd,  I  am  Thine  ; 
 
 Still  keep  me  in  Thy  fear ; 
 Now  fill  my  heart  with  grace  divine  ; 
 Bring  Thy  salvation  near. 
 
 121  From  GOLDEN  SHOWER.— Page  68. 
 
 WORK  for  the  night  is  coming, 
 .    Work  through  the  morning  hours  f 
 "Work  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 
 Work  'mid  springing  flowers  ; 
 
122 
 
 HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  115 
 
 "Work  -when  the  day  grows  brighter, 
 
 Work  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 
 Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
 
 When  man's  work  is  done. 
 
 2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
 
 AVork  through  the  sunny  noon  ; 
 Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 
 
 Kest  comes  sure  and  soon ; 
 Give  every  flying  minute 
 
 Something  to  keep  in  store  ; 
 Work,  for  the  night  is  coming,' 
 
 When  man  works  no  more. 
 
 3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming. 
 
 Under  the  sunset  skies  ; 
 While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 
 
 Work,  for  daylight  flies  ; 
 Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 
 
 Fadeth  to  shine  no  more  ; 
 Work  while  the  night  is  darkening. 
 
 When  man's  work  is  o'er. 
 
 FaoM  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  142. 
 
 CRY  aloud,  cry  aloud,  spare  not, 
 Lift  up  thy  voice  like  a  trumpet, 
 Show  the  people  their  transgressions,  and  the  house  of 
 Jacob  their  sins. 
 Say  woe  to  them  that  tarry  long  at  wine  till  wine 
 inflame  them, 
 For  the  drunkard  shall  come  to  poverty. 
 
 123  FaoM  BRIGHT  JEWELS.— Paor  9. 
 
 IN  the  furrows  of  thy  life, 
 Scatter  seed,  Scatter  seed  ! 
 Small  may  be  thy  spirit  field. 
 
116  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 But  a  goodly  crop  'twill  yield : 
 Sow  the  kindly  word  and  deed. 
 Scatter,  scatter  seed ! 
 
 2  Up !  the  morning  flies  away, 
 
 Scatter  seed ! 
 Hand  of  thine  must  never  tire, 
 Heart  must  keep  its  pure  desire : 
 While  thy  brothers  faint  and  bleed. 
 
 Scatter  seed ! 
 
 3  Tho'  thy  works  should  seem  to  fail. 
 
 Scatter  seed ! 
 Some  may  fall  on  stony  ground  ; 
 Flower  and  blade  are  often  found 
 In  the  clefts  we  little  heed. 
 
 Scatter  seed ! 
 
 4  Spring-time  always  dawns  for  thee ; 
 
 Scatter  seed ! 
 Ope  thy  spirit's  golden  store, 
 Stretch  thy  furrows  more  and  more, 
 God  will  give  to  thee  thy  meed. 
 
 Scatter  seed! 
 
 124  6, 4. 
 
 NEARER,  my  God,  to  thee, 
 Nearer  to  thee  ! 
 E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 
 
 That  raiseth  me. 
 Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
 Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
 Nearer  to  thee. 
 
 2  Though  a  lone  wanderer, 
 The  sun  gone  down, 
 Darkness  be  over  me. 
 Pillowed  on  stone, 
 Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
 Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
 
HYMNS  AKD   SONGS,  117 
 
 3  There  let  the  way  appear 
 
 Steps  up  to  heav'n, — 
 All  that  thou  sendest  me 
 
 In  mercy  giv'n, — 
 Angels  to  beckon  me 
 Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
 
 4  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 
 
 Bright  with  thy  praise, 
 Out  of  my  stony  griefs 
 
 Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
 So  by  my  woes  to  be 
 Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
 
 5  Or,  if  on  joyful  wing 
 
 Cleaving  the  sky. 
 Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 
 
 Upward  I  fly. 
 Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
 Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 
 
 From  BRIGHT  JEWELS.— Page  68. 
 
 SOUND  the  battle  cry  ! 
 See  !  the  foe  is  nigh  ; 
 Raise  the  standard  high 
 For  the  iord  ; 
 Gird  your  armor  on, 
 Stand  firm  every  one  ; 
 Best  your  cause  upon 
 His  holy  word. 
 
 Rouse  then,  soldiers !  rally  round  the  banner ! 
 
 Ready,  steady,  pass  the  word  along ; 
 Onward,  forward,  shout  aloud  Hosannah  ! 
 
 Christ  is  Captain  of  the  mighty  throng. 
 
118  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 2  Strong  to  meet  the  foe, 
 Marching  on  we  go, 
 While  our  cause  -we  know 
 
 Must  prevail ; 
 Shield  and  banner  bright 
 Gleaming  in  the  light ; 
 Battling  for  the  right 
 
 We  ne'er  can  fail. 
 Chorus,    Rouse  then,  soldiers  !  &c. 
 
 3  Oh !  thou  God  of  all, 
 Hear  us  when  we  call ; 
 Help  us  one  and  all 
 
 By  thy  grace ; 
 When  the  battle's  done, 
 And  the  vict'ry  won. 
 May  we  wear  the  crown 
 
 Before  thy  face. 
 Chorus.    Rouse  then,  soldiers !  &c. 
 
 126  From  BRIGHT  JEWELS.— Page  125. 
 
 LO  !  the  Sabbath  morning  breaking,  breaking, 
 Fills  the  heart  with  music,  joy  and  gladness 
 Strains  of  pure  devotion  waking,  waking, 
 Let  us  join  the  chorus  of  praise  to  God. 
 
 While  the  cheerful  bells  are  ringing,  ringing, 
 Chiming  out  their  welcome  loud  and  clear. 
 
 Throngs  of  happy  children  singing,  singing, 
 Gather  in  the  home  they  prize  so  dear. 
 
 2  Gentle,  loving  Saviour,  bending,  bending 
 
 From  a  throne  of  mercy,  grant  thy  blessing. 
 While  our  grateful  voices  blending,  blending. 
 Swell  the  happy  chorus  of  praise  to  Thee.] 
 Chorus,    While  cheerful  bells,  &c. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  119 
 
 3  Where  the  golden  harps  are  ringing,  ringing, 
 In  the  sunny  vales  of  Eden  fair ; 
 Where  the  pure  in  heart  are  singing,  singing, 
 Jesus,  may  we  dwell  forever  there. 
 Chorus.    While  the  cheerful  bells,  &c. 
 
 127  From  GOLDEN  SHOWER.— Page  105. 
 
 FRAIL  is  my  bark  and  stormy  is  the  ocean. 
 How  can  I  hope  to  stem  the  rushing  tide  ; 
 How  can  I  face  the  billows  wild  commotion ; 
 Dangers  are  threatening  me  on  every  side. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 With  Jesus  at  the  helm,  I  shall  journey  safely 
 
 over, 
 Though  the  storm  is  raging  and  the  billows 
 
 foam ; 
 And  find  a  refuge  from  the  storm»when  Ileav'n 
 
 is  my  home. 
 
 2  Though  weak  my  faith,  there's  One  whose  love  un- 
 
 failing. 
 Will  cast  a  brightness  over  sight  so  dim  ; 
 His  strength  for  all  my  frailties  still  availing, 
 Will  make  me  feel  the  love  I  owe  to  Him. 
 Chorus.    With  Jesus  at  the  helm,  &c. 
 
 3  Hushed  are  my  fears,  and  in  his  love  confiding, 
 
 0  let  me  lean  my  head  upon  his  breast ; 
 At  His  command  the  troubled  waves  subsiding, 
 Will  safely  bear  me  home  with  Him  to  rest. 
 Chorus.    With  Jesus  at  the  helm,  &c, 
 
 4  Frail  is  my  bark,  but  Jesus  is  beside  me, 
 
 E'en  through  the  night  I  see  his  glorious  form, 
 With  Him  to  cheer,  to  strengthen  and  to  guide  me, 
 My  soul  will  calmly  brave  the  darkest  storm. 
 Chorus.    With  Jesus  at  the  helm,  &c. 
 
120  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 128  From  GOLDEN  SHOWER.— Page  73. 
 
 JESUS  is  our  morning  star, 
 Brightly  beaming  from  afar ; 
 He  is  sent  to  guide  our  way, 
 
 From  the  darkness  to  the  day ; 
 And  His  dying  love  alone. 
 Can  for  all  our  sins  atone. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 The  bright  and  morning  star, 
 The  bright  and  morning  star, 
 
 Jesus  is  the  morning  star. 
 The  bright  and  morning  star. 
 
 2  Jesus  is  our  morning  star 
 
 Tho'  in  sorrow's  night  we  are ; 
 Tho'  the  clouds  around  our  way 
 
 Give  no  token  of  the  day : 
 Still  the  dawning  hour  draws  near ; 
 
 Rise,  and  cast  aside  each  fear. 
 Chorus.     The  bright,  &c. 
 
 3  Jesus  is  our  morning  star 
 
 AVhen  our  prison  we  unbar, 
 When  we  break  the  chains  of  sin, 
 
 And  the  pure  light  ushers  in  ; 
 Trust  not  earth's  delusive  ray. 
 
 He  alone  foretells  the  day. 
 Chorus.    The  bright,  &c. 
 
 129  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 PRAISE  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator ! 
 Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  : 
 Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
 Join  the  universal  song. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  121 
 
 2  Father,  Source  of  all  compassion, 
 
 Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  thine: 
 Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation ! 
 Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 
 
 3  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 
 For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
 
 Sound  his  praise  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 
 Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 
 
 4  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him. 
 
 Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise  ; 
 
 There,  enraptured,  fall  before  hira, 
 
 Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
 
 130  7s. 
 
 PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise. 
 For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ; 
 Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy! 
 Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 
 
 2  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
 Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land; 
 
 All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
 From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores  ; 
 
 3  Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
 Grateful  vows,  and  solemn  praise : 
 And  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
 Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 
 
 131  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 PRAISE  the  Lord,  when  blushing  morning 
 Wakes  the  blossoms  fresh  with  dew, 
 Praise  him  when  revived  creation 
 Beams  with  beauties  fair  and  new. 
 11 
 
122  SABBATH'  SCHOOL 
 
 2  Praise  the  Lord,  when  early  breezes 
 
 Come  so  fragrant  from  the  flowers, 
 
 Praise,  thou  willow,  by  the  brook-side, 
 
 Praise,  ye  birds,  among  the  bowers. 
 
 3  Praise  the  Lord,  and  may  his  blessing 
 
 Guide  us  in  the  way  of  truth, 
 Keep  our  feet  from  paths  of  error, 
 Make  us  holy  in  our  youth. 
 
 132  7s. 
 
 HEAVENLY  Father,  sovereign  Lord, 
 Be  thy  glorious  name  adored  ! 
 Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
 Hail,  celestial  Goodness,  hail ! 
 
 2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
 Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear  ; 
 Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring. 
 When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 
 
 3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay. 
 Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way, 
 Till  we  come  to  dwell  with  thee, 
 Till  we  all  thy  glory  see. 
 
 133  6s.  &  4s. 
 
 COME,  thou  almighty  King, 
 Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
 Help  us  to  praise  ! 
 Father  all  glorious. 
 O'er  all  victorious, 
 Come,  and  reign  over  us. 
 Ancient  cf  Days  I 
 
 2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  descend ;  ~ 
 From  all  our  foes  defend, 
 Nor  let  us  fall : 
 
HYMNS  AXD   SOXGS.  123 
 
 Let  thine  almighty  aid 
 Our  sure  defense  be  made, 
 Our  souls  on  thee  be  stayed  : 
 Lord,  hear  our  call ! 
 
 134  C.  P.  M. 
 
 BEGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay  ; 
 Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 
 And  praise  th'  Almighty's  name  : 
 Lo !  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
 In  one  melodious  concert  rise. 
 To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 
 
 2  Ye  angels,  catch  the  thrilling  sound, 
 While  all  th'  adoring  throngs  around 
 
 His  boundless  mercy  sing : 
 Let  every  listening  saint  above 
 Wake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love. 
 
 And  touch  the  sweetest  string. 
 
 3  Let  every  element  rejoice  ; 
 
 Ye  thunders,  burst  with  awful  voice 
 
 To  him  who  bids  you  roll : 
 His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
 Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air. 
 
 And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 
 
 4  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  swayed. 
 Let  man,  in  God's  own  image  made. 
 
 His  breath  in  praise  employ : 
 Spread  wide  his  Maker's  name  around, 
 While  heaven's  broad  arch  rings  back  the  sound, 
 
 The  song  of  holy  joy  ! 
 
 135  6s.  &  4s. 
 
 GLAD  hearts  to  thee  we  bring, 
 With  joy  thy  name  we  sing. 
 Father  above ! 
 
124  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Creation  praises  thee, 
 On  all  around  we  see 
 Tokens  of  love. 
 
 2  Giver  of  all  our  powers  ! 
 Now,  in  life's  morning  hours. 
 
 May  they  be  thine  ! 
 Pure  and  from  error  free, 
 An  offerin^r  worthy  thee, 
 Father  Divine ! 
 
 136  L.  M. 
 
 SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
 To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
 To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light. 
 And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 
 
 2  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
 And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
 Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine ! 
 How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 
 
 3  When  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
 All  I  desired  or  wished  below, 
 
 And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
 In  an  eternal  world  of  joy  ? 
 
 137  S.  M. 
 
 COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
 And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
 Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
 The  universal  King. 
 
 2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
 He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
 The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
 And  all  the  solid  ground. 
 
HYMNS  AND    SONGS.  125 
 
 3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 
 Come,  bow  before  the  Lord : 
 We  are  his  work  and  not  our  own  ; 
 He  formed  us  by  his  word. 
 
 138  L.  M. 
 
 AAYAKE,  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring 
 To  him  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing : 
 Praise  Ilim,  who  has  all  praise  above,  . 
 The  Source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 
 
 2  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
 Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold ; 
 Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine. 
 
 To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 
 
 3  But  in  redemption,  oh,  what  grace  ! 
 
 Its  wonders,  oh,  what  thought  can  trace  ! 
 Here  wisdom  shines  forever  bright : 
 (        Praise  Him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 
 
 139  H.  M. 
 
 THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 
 His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
 The  garments  he  assumes 
 Are  light  and  majesty: 
 His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright, 
 No  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 
 
 2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
 
 Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe  ; 
 His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
 To  guard  his  holy  law  ; 
 And  where  his  love  resolves  to  bless. 
 His  truth  confirms  and  seals  the  grace. 
 11* 
 
126  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 3  And  can  this  mighty  King 
 Of  glory  condescend  ? 
 And  will  he  write  his  name, 
 "  My  Father  and  my  Friend  ?" 
 
 1  love  his  name  ;  I  love  his  word  : 
 
 Join,  all  my  powers,  and  praise  the  Lord  ! 
 
 140  10s. 
 
 ABIDE  with  me  !  fast  falls  the  eventide, 
 The  darkness  deepens  ;  Lord,  with  me  abide  I 
 AVhen  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee. 
 Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me  I 
 
 2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day  ; 
 Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away  ; 
 Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see ; 
 
 0  thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me  ! 
 
 3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour  ; 
 
 What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power  ? 
 Who  like  thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
 Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  oh,  abide  with  me  ! 
 
 141  S.  M. 
 
 STILL  with  thee,  0  my  God, 
 I  would  desire  to  be ; 
 By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
 I  would  be  still  with  thee. 
 
 2  With  thee,  when  dawn  comes  in, 
 
 And  calls  me  back  to  care ; 
 Each  day  returning  to  begin 
 With  thee,  my  God,  in  prayer. 
 
 3  With  thee,  when  day  is  done, 
 
 And  evening  calms  the  mind  : 
 The  setting  as  the  rising  sun 
 AVith  thee  my  heart  would  find : 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  127 
 
 4  With  thee,  in  thee,  by  faith 
 Abiding  I  would  be ; 
 By  day,  by  night,  in  life,  in  death, 
 I  would  be  still  with  thee. 
 
 142  C.  M. 
 
 SHINE  on  our  souls  eternal  God, 
 With  rays  of  beauty  shine  ; 
 0  let  thy  favor  crown  our  days. 
 And  all  their  round  be  thine. 
 
 2  With  thee  let  every  week  begin. 
 
 Wit  a  thee  each  day  be  spent, 
 For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  employed, 
 Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 
 
 3  Thus  cheer  us  through  this  desert  road, 
 
 Till  all  our  labors  cease  ; 
 And  heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 
 
 143  7s. 
 
 FOR  a  season  called  to  part. 
 Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
 To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
 Of  our  ever  present  Friend. 
 
 2  Jesus  hear  our  humble  prayer; 
 
 Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep  ! 
 Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
 All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 
 
 3  Then  if  thou  thy  help  afford,  ^ 
 
 Joyful  songs  to  thee  shall  rise, 
 And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
 Who  regards  our  humble  cries. 
 
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 144  L.  M. 
 
 FATHER,  once  more  let  grateful  praise, 
 And  humble  prayer  to  thee  ascend  ; 
 Thou  Guide  and  Guardian  of  our  ways, 
 Our  early  and  our  only  Friend. 
 
 2  Since  every  day  and  hour  that's  gone 
 
 Has  been  with  mercy  richly  crowned, 
 Mercy,  we  know,  shall  still  flow  on, 
 FoiCver  sure,  as  time  rolls  round. 
 
 3  Hear,  then,  the  parting  prayers  we  pour, 
 
 And  bind  our  hearts  in  love  alone  ; 
 And  if  we  meet  on  earth  no  more, 
 May  we  at  last  surround  thy  throne. 
 
 145  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 HEAVENLY  Father !  grant  thy  blessing 
 On  the  instructions  of  this  day : 
 That  our  hearts,  thy  fear  possessing. 
 May  from  sin  be  turned  away. 
 
 2  AVe  are  told  thy  power  can  reach  us 
 
 Whatsoever  place  we're  in ; 
 And  the  Holy  Scriptures  teach  us 
 Thou  wilt  surely  punish  sin. 
 
 3  "VVe  have  wandered,  0  forgive  us  ! 
 
 We  have  wished  from  truth  to  rove  ; 
 Turn,  0  turn  us,  and  receive  us, 
 And  incline  our  hearts  to  love. 
 
 4  We  have  learned  that  Christ  the  Saviour 
 
 Lived  to  teach  us  what  is  good  ; 
 Died  to  gain  for  us  thy  favour, 
 And  redeem  us  by  his  blood. 
 
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 5  For  his  sake,  0  God,  forgive  us  ! 
 Guide  us  to  that  happy  home, 
 Where  the  Saviour  -will  receive  us, 
 And  where  sin  can  never  come. 
 
 146  L.  M. 
 
 THUS  far  v^^e're  spared  again  to  meet 
 Before  Jehovah's  mercy-seat ; 
 To  seek  his  face,  to  praise  and  pray, 
 And  hail  another  Sabbath-day. 
 
 2  Let  every  tongue  its  silence  break. 
 Let  every  tongue  his  goodness  speak, 
 Who  deigns  his  glory  to  display 
 On  each  returning  Sabbath-day. 
 
 147  L.  M. 
 
 FOR  this  sweet  hour,  0  God  above, 
 Accept  our  thanks,  our  highest  love; 
 Here  may  the  dew  of  grace  descend. 
 From  Thee  our  Father,  Saviour,  Friend. 
 
 2  Accept  our  thanks,  0  gracious  Lord, 
 For  every  promise  in  thy  word  ; 
 And  may  thy  truth  divinely  blest, 
 Sink  deep  in  every  youthful  breast. 
 
 3  0  grant  our  teachers  all  may  be 
 Inspired  with  zeal,  and  taught  of  thee  ; 
 That  by  their  kind  instruction  given, 
 Our  souls  may  find  the  gate  of  heaven. 
 
 4  0  guard  us.  Lord,  from  day  to  day. 
 In  all  we  do  and  all  we  say  ; 
 
 From  evil  thoughts  our  hearts  defend, 
 And  guide  us  to  our  journey's  end. 
 
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 148  6s.  &  4s. 
 
 lOD  of  the  morning  ray, 
 God  of  the  rising  day, 
 
 Glorious  in  power ! 
 In  thee  we  live  and  move. 
 And  thus  we  daily  prove 
 Thy  condescending  love 
 
 Each  passing  hour. 
 
 2  God  of  our  feeble  race, 
 God  of  redeeming  grace, 
 
 Spirit  all-blest ! 
 Our  own  eternal  Friend, 
 Thy  guardian  influence  lend. 
 From  every  snare  defend — 
 
 In  thee  we  rest. 
 
 149  C.  M. 
 
 |NCE  more  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
 Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
 Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
 To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 
 
 2  ^Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 
 
 My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
 My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame. 
 And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 
 
 3  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
 
 While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
 Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline. 
 And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 
 
 150  L.  M. 
 
 jOD  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 
 The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
 And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 
 
 To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 
 
 0' 
 
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HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  131 
 
 2  Oh,  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfill 
 
 Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ; 
 With  ready  mind  and  active  will 
 
 March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 
 
 3  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide. 
 
 And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
 All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 
 
 Are  faint  and  cold,  compared  with  this. 
 
 151  7s. 
 
 NOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone; 
 Now  the  morning  light  is  come ; 
 Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day! 
 Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 
 
 2  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
 Banish  doubt,  and  clear  our  sight ; 
 Iti  thy  service.  Lord,  to-day. 
 
 May  we  stand,  and  watch  and  pray. 
 
 3  When  our  work  of  life  is  past. 
 Oh,  receive  us  then  at  last ; 
 Night  and  sin  will  be  no  more. 
 When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 
 
 152  C.  M. 
 
 LORD  !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
 My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
 To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
 To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 
 
 2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 
 The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 
 Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
 Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 
 
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 3  Oh,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
 In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
 Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
 And  plain  before  my  face. 
 
 153  7s. 
 
 SUPPLIANT,  lo,  thy  children  bend, 
 Father,  for  thy  blessing  now  ; 
 Thou  canst  teach  us,  guide,  defend ; 
 We  are  weak,  almighty  thou . 
 
 2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts, 
 
 Be  the  taught  and  teachers  blessed  ; 
 In  our  lives  and  in  our  hearts, 
 Father,  be  thy  laws  impressed. 
 
 3  Pour  into  each  longing  mind 
 
 Light  and  pardon  from  above, 
 Charity  for  all  our  kind. 
 
 Trusting  faith,  and  holy  love. 
 
 154  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 GRACIOUS  God,  our  Heavenly  Father ! 
 Meet  and  bless  our  school,  we  pray ; 
 As  in  humble  trust  we  gather. 
 
 Teachers,  scholars,  here  to-day. 
 Every  joy  and  every  blessing 
 
 From  thy  bounteous  hand  we  own ; 
 May  thy  love,  our  souls  possessing, 
 Draw  us  nearer  to  thy  throne. 
 
 2  Weak,  imperfect,  tempted,  erring, 
 
 From  thy  precepts,  Lord,  we  stray  ; 
 Let  thy  spirit,  from  our  wandering. 
 
 Bring  us  back  to  virtue's  way. 
 Humble,  penitent,  confiding. 
 
 May  we  rest  our  hope  in  thee ; 
 In  thy  favor.  Lord,  abiding, 
 
 In  thy  peace  and  purity. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  133 
 
 5  L.  M. 
 
 ASSEMBLED  in  our  school  once  more, 
 0  Lord,  thy  blessing  we  implore  ; 
 We  meet  to  read,  and  sing,  and  pray. 
 Be  with  us,  then,  through  this  thy  day, 
 
 2  Our  fervent  prayer  to  thee  ascends, 
 For  parents,  teachers,  foes  and  friends. 
 And  when  we  in  thy  house  appear. 
 Help  us  to  worship  in  thy  fear. 
 
 3  When  we  on  earth  shall  meet  no  more. 
 May  we  above  to  glory  soar ; 
 
 And  praise  thee  in  more  lofty  strains. 
 Where  one  eternal  Sabbath  reigns. 
 
 5  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
 Sion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
 He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken. 
 Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
 On  the  rock  of  ages  founded, 
 
 What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
 With  Salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
 Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 
 
 2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
 Springing  from  eternal  love. 
 Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
 
 And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 
 Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 
 
 Ever  flows  their  thirst  to  assuage  ; 
 Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
 Never  fails  from  age  to  age  ? 
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134  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 
 
 See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
 For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
 
 Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near  : 
 Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 
 
 Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day ; 
 Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna. 
 
 Which  he  gives  them,  vs'hen  they  pray. 
 
 157  L.  M. 
 
 JESUS  shall  reign  v\rhere'er  the  sun 
 Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
 His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore 
 Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 
 
 2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
 And  endless  praises  crovrn  his  head : 
 His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
 With  every  morning  sacrifice. 
 
 3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
 Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
 And  infnat  voices  shall  proclaim 
 Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 
 
 4  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
 Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
 Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
 And  earth  repeat  the  loud  amen. 
 
 158  7s.  &  6s. 
 
 'HEN  shall  the  voice  of  singing 
 Flow  joyfully  along? 
 When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 
 With  one  triumphant  song, 
 Proclaim  the  contest  ended. 
 
 And  Him  who  once  was  slain 
 Again  to  earth  descended 
 In  righteousness  to  reign  ! 
 
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 2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 
 
 The  sacred  shout  shall  fly  ; 
 And  shady  vales  and  fountains 
 
 Shall  echo  the  reply  ; 
 High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 
 
 Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
 All  hallelujah  swelling. 
 
 In  one  eternal  sound  ! 
 
 P.  M. 
 
 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  ; 
 lleturn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 
 
 2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
 
 The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
 Redemption  by  his  blood 
 
 Through  all  the  lands  proclaim : 
 The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
 lleturn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 
 
 3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 
 
 The  heritage  above, 
 Shall  have  it  back  un bought, 
 
 The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  ; 
 The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
 Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 
 
 4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
 
 The  news  of  pardoning  grace; 
 Ye  happy  souls  draw  near. 
 
 Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 
 The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
 Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 
 
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 160  7s. 
 
 HASTEN,  Lord,  the  glorious  time 
 When  beneath  Messiah's  sway. 
 Every  nation,  every  clime, 
 Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 
 
 2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 
 
 Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore 
 Satan  and  his  host  o'erthrown. 
 Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 
 
 3  Then  shall  war  and  tumults  cease, 
 
 Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain  ; 
 Righteousness,  and  joy  and  peace, 
 Undisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 
 
 4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord, 
 
 Ever  praise  his  glorious  name; 
 All  his  mighty  acts  record. 
 All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 
 
 161 
 
 MY  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
 And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
 Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly. 
 These  hours  of  toil  and  danger ; 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 For  oh,  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 
 Our  friends  are  passing  over. 
 
 And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
 We  may  almost  discover. 
 
 We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 
 Our  distant  home  discerning ; 
 
 Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
 Let  every  lamp  be  burning. 
 Chorus.    For  oh,  &c. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  137 
 
 3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 
 
 We  need  not  cease  our  singing  ; 
 That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 
 When  angel  harps  are  ringing. 
 Choncs.     For  oh,  &c. 
 
 4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 
 
 Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever  , 
 Our  Kings  says,  "  Come,"  and  there's  our  home, 
 For  ever,  oh,  for  ever  ! 
 Chorus.     For  oh,  &c. 
 
 162  L.  M. 
 
 JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
 A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee? 
 Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise. 
 Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days ! 
 
 2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
 Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
 He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
 O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 
 
 3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
 Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  ; 
 'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he. 
 Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 
 
 4  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  that  dear  friend 
 On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
 No,  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame. 
 That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 
 
 5  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !     Yes  I  may. 
 When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
 No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
 No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 
 
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 6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting;  vain — 
 Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  : 
 A'nd  0  may  this  my  glory  be, 
 That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 
 
 163  "Come  to  Jesus." 
 
 COME  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 
 Come  to  Jesus,  just  now  ; 
 Just  now  come  to  Jesus, 
 Come  to  Jesus,  just  now. 
 
 Ho  will  save  you,  just  now. 
 He  is  able,  just  now. 
 He  is  willing,  just  now. 
 He'll  receive  you,  just  now. 
 He'll  forgive  you,  just  now. 
 He'll  renew  you,  just  now. 
 Don't  reject  him,  just  now. 
 Only  trust  him,  just  now. 
 Hallelujah,  Amen. 
 
 164  L.  M 
 
 BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door, 
 He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before; 
 Has  waited  long — is  waiting  still ; 
 You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 
 
 2  0  lovely  attitude,  he  stands 
 
 With  melting  heart,  and  bleeding  hands, 
 O  matchless  kindness,  and  he  shows 
 This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes  ! 
 
 3  But  will  he  prove  a  Friend  indeed  ! 
 He  will — the  very  Friend  you  need  ; 
 The  friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  He, 
 With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  139 
 
 4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine; 
 Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
 That  soul-destroying  monster  sin, 
 And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 
 
 5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn ; 
 His  feet  departed  ne'er  return  ; 
 Admit  him,  or  the  hour  's  at  hand, 
 You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 
 
 165  C.  M. 
 
 COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
 With  all  Thy  quick'ning  powers, 
 Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
 In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 
 
 2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
 
 Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ; 
 Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
 To  reach  eternal  joys. 
 
 3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs. 
 
 In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
 Ilosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
 And  our  devotion  dies. 
 
 4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 
 
 At  this  poor  dying  rate, 
 Our  love  so  fiiint,  so  cold  to  Thee, 
 And  Thine  to  us  so  great? 
 
 5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
 
 With  all  Thy  quick'ning  powers. 
 Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love 
 And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 
 
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 166  8,  7,  4. 
 
 COME,  yc  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 
 Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
 Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you. 
 Full  of  pity,  love  and  power : 
 
 He  is  able. 
 He  is  willing ;  doubt  no  more. 
 
 2  Ho !  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 
 
 God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
 True  belief  and  true  repentance. 
 Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh, 
 
 Without  money, 
 Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 
 
 3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger. 
 
 Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
 All  the  fitness  he  requireth. 
 Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 
 
 This  he  gives  you  ; 
 ^Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 
 
 4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden. 
 
 Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall ; 
 If  you  tarry  till  you're  better. 
 You  will  never  come  at  all. 
 
 Not  the  righteous, 
 Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 
 
 167  7S,   DOUBLE. 
 
 SINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
 God  your  Maker  asks  you  why ; 
 God  who  did  your  being  give, 
 Made  you  with  himself  to  live, 
 He  the  fatal  cause  demands. 
 Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands ; 
 Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
 Will  yc  cross  his  love  and  die? 
 
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 2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
 God  your  Saviour  asks  you  why  ; 
 He  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
 Died  himself  that  ye  might  live, 
 Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain, 
 Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
 Why,  ye  rebel  sinners,  why 
 Will  ye  slight  his  grace  and  die  ? 
 
 3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
 God  the  Spirit  asks  you  why  ; 
 Many  a  time  with  you  he  strove, 
 Wooed  you  to  embrace  his  love  ; 
 Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
 Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
 Why  will  ye  for  ever  die, 
 
 0  ye  guilty  sinners,  why  ? 
 
 168  1  Thess.  iv.  14.  L.  M. 
 
 ASLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
 From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep ; 
 A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
 Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 
 
 2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  how  sweet 
 To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet  1 
 With  holy  confidence  to  sing 
 
 That  death  hath  lost  its  venomed  sting. 
 
 3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 
 Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
 'No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
 Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 
 
 4  Asleep  in  Jesus!  oh,  for  me 
 May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ! 
 Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
 
 And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 
 
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 169  The  Life  Above.  S.  M. 
 
 OH,  where  shall  rest  be  found — 
 Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
 'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
 Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 
 
 2  The  world  can  never  give 
 
 The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
 'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
 Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 
 
 3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
 
 There  is  a  life  above, 
 Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years ; 
 And  all  that  life  is  love. 
 
 170  The  Joyful  Meeting.  C.  M. 
 
 HOW  pleasant  thus  to  dwell  below, 
 In  fellowship  of  love  ; 
 And  though  we  part,  ^tis  bliss  to  know 
 The  good  shall  meet  above. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 0  !  that  will  be  joyful,  joyful,  joyful, 
 
 0  !  that  will  be  joyful, 
 
 To  meet  to  part  no  more, 
 
 To  meet  to  part  no  more, 
 
 On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 
 
 And  sing  the  everlasting  song. 
 
 With  those  who've  gone  before. 
 
 2  Yes,  happy  thought !  when  we  are  free 
 From  earthly  grief  and  pain, 
 In  heaven  we  shall  each  other  see. 
 And  never  part  again. 
 
 Chorus.    0 !  that  will  be,  &c. 
 
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 3  The  children  who  have  loved  the  Lord 
 
 Shall  hail  their  teachers  there ; 
 And  teachers  gain  the  rich  reward 
 Of  all  their  toil  and  care. 
 
 Chorus.     0  !  that  will  be,  &c. 
 
 4  Then  let  us  each,  in  strength  divine, 
 
 Still  walk  in  wisdom's  ways  : 
 That  we,  with  those  we  love,  may  join 
 In  never-ending  praise. 
 
 Chorus.     0  I  that  will  be,  &c. 
 
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 171  1  Peter  v.  7.  S.  M. 
 
 OW  gentle  God's  commands ! 
 How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
 Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
 And  trust  his  constant  care. 
 
 2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 
 
 His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
 That  Hand  which  bears  creation  up, 
 Shall  guard  his  children  well. 
 
 3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 
 
 Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
 Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
 And  sweet  refreshment  find. 
 
 4  His  goodness  stands  approved. 
 
 Unchanged  from  day  to  day: 
 I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
 And  bear  a  song  away. 
 
 172  GrOD  OUR  Benefactor.  S.  M. 
 
 MY  Maker  and  my  King ! 
 To  thee  my  all  I  owe ; 
 Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
 Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 
 
144  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 2  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 
 
 On  thee  alone  I  live ; 
 My  God !  thy  benefits  demand 
 More  praise  than  I  can  give. 
 
 3  Lord,  what  can  I  impart. 
 
 When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
 Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart ; 
 The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  ! 
 
 4  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 
 
 And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
 Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew 
 And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 
 
 173  Remembrance  op  Divine  Mercies.  C.  M. 
 
 WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 
 My  rising  soul  surveys, 
 Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
 In  wonder,  love,  and  praise ! 
 
 2  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 
 
 My  daily  thanks  employ ; 
 Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
 That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 
 
 3  Through  every  period  of  my  life 
 
 Thy  goodness  Til  pursue  ; 
 And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
 The  glorious  theme  renew. 
 
 174  Just  as  I  am. 
 
 JUST  as  I  am — without  one  plea. 
 But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
 And  that  thou  bidst  me  come  to  thee, 
 .  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 
 
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 2  Just  as  I  am — and  waiting  not 
 To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
 
 To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
 0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 
 
 3  Just  as  I  am — though  tossed  about 
 With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
 Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 
 
 0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 
 
 4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind, 
 Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind. 
 Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 
 
 0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 
 
 5  Just  as  I  am,  thou  wilt  receive 
 
 Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
 Because  thy  promise,  I  believe, 
 0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 
 
 6  Just  as  I  am,  thy  love,  unknown. 
 Has  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
 Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
 
 0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 
 
 ;  L.  M. 
 
 OH  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 
 On  Thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God  I 
 Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice. 
 And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
 
 2  Oh,  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
 To  him  who  merits  all  my  love ; 
 Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  His  house. 
 
 While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 
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146  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 3  ^Tis  done,  the  great  transaction  ^s  done, 
 
 I  am  my  Lord's,  and  He  is  mine: 
 He  drcAT  me,  and  I  followed  on. 
 
 Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
 
 4  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
 
 That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear; 
 Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow. 
 
 And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 
 
 176  Love  Divine.  8s.  &  7s.  D. 
 
 LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling — 
 Joy  of  heaven  !  to  earth  come  down  ! 
 Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 
 
 All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown : 
 Jesus  !  thou  art  all  compassion. 
 
 Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
 Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
 Enter  every  trembling  heart. 
 
 2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  thy  loving  Sprit 
 
 Into  every  troubled  breast ! 
 Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 
 
 Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest : 
 Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 
 
 Let  us  all  thy  life  receive  ! 
 Speedily  return,  and  never, 
 
 Never  more  thy  temples  leave  ! 
 
 3  Finish  then  thy  new  creation. 
 
 Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be : 
 Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 
 
 Perfectly  secured  by  thee  ! 
 Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 
 
 Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place  ; 
 Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
 
 Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  147 
 
 '  Coronation.  C.  M. 
 
 ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 
 Let  angels  prostrate  fall, 
 Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
 And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
 
 Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 
 Hail  Him,  who  saves  you  by  His  grace. 
 And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 3  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
 
 The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
 Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
 And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe. 
 
 On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
 To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
 And  crown  Him  Lord  of  aU. 
 
 5  Oh  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 
 
 We  at  His  feet  may  fall ; 
 We'll  join  the  cverlastiug  song, 
 And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 I  C.  M. 
 
 WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 
 To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
 I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
 And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 
 
 9 
 
 Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
 And  hellish  darts  be  hurled. 
 
 Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
 And  face  a  frowning  world. 
 
148  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluj^e  come, 
 
 And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
 May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
 My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 
 
 4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
 
 In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
 And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
 Across  my  peaceful  breast. 
 
 179  7,  8,  D. 
 
 JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
 All  to  leave  and  follow  thee  ; 
 Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken. 
 
 Thou  from  hence  my  All  shall  be; 
 Let  the  world  neglect  and  leave  me ; 
 
 They  have  left  my  Saviour  too ; 
 
 Human  hopes  have  oft  deceived  me; 
 
 Thou  art  faithful,  thou  art  true. 
 
 2  Perish,  earthly  fame  and  treasure, 
 
 Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain ; 
 In  thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure; 
 
 With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain : 
 0  His  not  in  grief  to  harm  me. 
 
 While  thy  bleeding  love  I  see ; 
 O  His  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
 
 When  that  love  is  hid  from  me. 
 
 180  L.  M. 
 
 WITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  around. 
 Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea 
 Yet,  'mid  the  gljom,  I  hear  a  sound, 
 A  heavenly  whisper,  "  Come  to  me  I" 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  149 
 
 2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest, 
 
 It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee  ; 
 Oh  !  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 
 How  sweet  the  bidding,  "Come  to  me!'* 
 
 3  Oh  voice  of  mercy !  voice  of  love ! 
 
 In  conflict,  grief  and  agony, 
 Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above ! 
 And  gently  whispers,  "  Come  to  me  I" 
 
 4  I  come  ;  all  else  must  fail  and  die, 
 
 Earth  hath  no  resting-place  for  me  ; 
 To  Christ  I  lift  my  weeping  eye, 
 Thou  art  my  hope;  I  come  to  Thee. 
 
 181  Giving  the  Heart.         8s.  &  7s. 
 
 TAKE  my  heart,  0  Father,  take  it ! 
 Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own ; 
 Let  thy  Spirit  melt  and  break  it — 
 This  proud  heart  of  sin  and  stone. 
 
 2  Father,  make  it  pure  and  lowly. 
 
 Fond  of  peace,  and  far  from  strife ; 
 Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
 Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 
 
 3  Ever  let  thy  grace  surround  it ; 
 
 Strengthen  it  with  power  divine. 
 Till  thy  cords  of  love  hath  bound  it, 
 Make  it  to  be  wholly  thine. 
 
 182  Resignation.  C.  M. 
 
 MY  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name ! 
 Oh,  may  I  call  thee  mine? 
 May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
 A  portion  so  divine  ? 
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150  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 2  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies 
 
 I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
 For  thou  art  good,  and  just,  and  wise: 
 Oh,  bend  my  will  to  thine ! 
 
 3  Whatever  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 
 
 Oh,  give  me  strength  to  bear ! 
 And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
 And  trust  his  tender  care. 
 
 183  Seeking  Peace.  L.  M.  61. 
 
 0  FATHER  !  lift  our  souls  above 
 Till  we  find  rest  in  thy  dear  love ; 
 And  still  that  peace  divine  impart 
 Which  sanctifies  the  inmost  heart, 
 And  makes  each  morn  and  setting  sun 
 But  bring  us  nearer  to  thy  throne. 
 
 2  May  we  our  daily  duties  meet. 
 Tread  sin  each  day  beneath  our  feet. 
 
 And  win  that  strength  which  doth  thy  will. 
 And  seeth  thee,  and  so  is  still ; 
 And,  fixed  on  thy  sustaining  arm. 
 Find  daily  food  and  know  no  harm. 
 
 3  Help  us  with  man  in  peace  to  live, 
 Our  brother's  wrong  in  love  forgive. 
 And  day  and  night  the  tempter  flee 
 Through  strength  which  comes  alone  from  thee  ! 
 Thus  will  our  spirits  find  their  rest 
 
 In  thy  deep  peace  forever  blest. 
 
 184  Luke  xxiii.  42.  C.  M 
 
 OTHOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
 I  lift  my  soul  to  thee ; 
 In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
 0  Lord,  remember  me ! 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  151 
 
 2  "When  on  my  achinoj,  burdened  heart 
 
 My  sins  lie  heavily, 
 Thy  pardon  p;rant,  new  peace  impart ; 
 Thus,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 
 
 3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 
 
 And  ills  I  can  not  flee, 
 Oh,  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day — 
 Dear  Lord,  remember  me  ! 
 
 4  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 
 
 I  wait  thy  just  decree  ; 
 Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath  : 
 Now,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 
 
 185  Prater  tor  Contentment.       C.  M. 
 
 FATHER !  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
 Thy  sovereign  hand  denies. 
 Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace. 
 Let  this  petition  rise : 
 
 2  "Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 
 
 From  every  murmur  free  ; 
 The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
 And  make  me  live  to  thee. 
 
 3  **  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 
 
 My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
 Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
 And  crown  my  journey's  end/' 
 
 186  -Isaiah  xlv.  22.  6s.  &  4s. 
 
 MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
 Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 
 Saviour  Divine ! 
 Now  hear  me  while  I  pray  ; 
 
152  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 Take  all  my  guilt  away ; 
 Oh,  let  me,  from  this  day, 
 Be  wholly  thine ! 
 
 2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
 Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 
 
 My  zeal  inspire ! 
 As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
 Oh,  may  my  love  to  thee 
 Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be — 
 
 A  living  fire ! 
 
 3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
 And  griefs  around  me  spread, 
 
 Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
 Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
 Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
 Nor  let  me  ever  stray 
 
 From  thee  aside. 
 
 4  When  end^ife's  transient  dream, 
 When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 
 
 Shall  o'er  me  roll. 
 Blest  Saviour  !  then,  in  love, 
 Eear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
 Oh,  bear  me  safe  above — 
 
 A  ransomed  soul ! 
 
 187  1  Peter  ii.  7.  C.  P.  M. 
 
 |H,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
 Oh,  could  1  sound  the  glories  forth, 
 
 Which  in  my  Saviour  shine  ! 
 I'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
 And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
 
 In  notes  almost  divine. 
 
 2  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears  . 
 And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 
 Exalted  on  his  throne ; 
 
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 In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
 I  would  to  everlasting  days 
 Make  all  his  glories  known. 
 
 3  Well — the  delightful  day  will  come, 
 When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home. 
 
 And  I  shall  see  his  face : 
 Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
 A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 
 
 Triumphant  in  his  grace. 
 
 188  Praise  to  the  Saviour.     7s.  &  6s. 
 
 \0  thee,  0  blessed  Saviour, 
 My  heart  exulting  sings, 
 Kejoicing  in  thy  favor. 
 
 Almighty  King  of  kings  ! 
 I'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 
 
 With  all  thy  saints  above, 
 And  tell  the  joyful  story 
 
 Of  thy  redeeming  love. 
 
 Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 
 
 Bedecks  the  dewy  east. 
 And  when  the  sun  reposes 
 
 Upon  the  ocean's  breast, 
 My  voice,  in  supplication. 
 
 Well-pleased  the  Lord  shall  hear : 
 Oh  !  grant  me  thy  salvation. 
 
 And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 
 
 By  thee,  through  life  supported, 
 
 I'll  pass  the  dangerous  road. 
 With  heavenly  hosts  escorted. 
 
 Up  to  thy  bright  abode  ; 
 Then  cast  my  crown  before  thee, 
 
 And,  all  my  conflicts  o'er, 
 Unceasingly  adore  thee: 
 
 What  could  an  angel  more  ? 
 
154  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 189  Redeeming  Love.  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 SAVIOUR,  source  of  every  blessing, 
 Tane  my  heart  to  grateful  lays  ; 
 Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
 Call  for  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 
 
 2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure, 
 
 Sung  by  raptured  saints  above  ; 
 Fill  my  soul  vs^ith  sacred  pleasure, 
 While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 
 
 3  By  thy  hand  restored,  defended, 
 
 Safe  through  life,  thus  far,  I'm  come ; 
 Safe,  0  Lord,  when  life  is  ended, 
 Bring  me  to  my  heavenly  home. 
 
 190  S.  M. 
 
 COME,  Holy  Spirit,  come. 
 Let  Thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 
 Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  minds, 
 And  open  Thou  our  eyes. 
 
 2  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 
 
 Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
 And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
 Of  never-dying  love. 
 
 3  Convince  us  of  our  sin. 
 
 Then  lead  to  Jesus*  blood  ; 
 And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
 The  gracious  love  of  God. 
 
 4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 
 
 To  sanctify  the  soul, 
 To  pour  fresh  life  on  every  part, 
 And  new  create  the  whole. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  155 
 
 Dwell,  therefore,  in  our  hearts, 
 
 Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
 Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love 
 
 The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 
 
 191  S.  M. 
 
 NOW  is  th^  accepted  time, 
 Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
 0  sinners !  come,  without  delay, 
 And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 
 
 2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
 
 The  Saviour  calls  to-day  ; 
 To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late  ; 
 Then  why  should  you  delay. 
 
 3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time. 
 
 The  Gospel  bids  you  come  ; 
 
 And  every  promise  in  his  word, 
 
 Declares  there  yet  is  room. 
 
 4  Lord !  draw  reluctant  souls. 
 
 And  melt  them  by  thy  love  ; 
 Then  will  the  angels  speed  their  way, 
 To  bear  the  news  above. 
 
 192  Christ  a  Eefuge  7s.  D. 
 
 JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
 Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
 While  the  waters  near  me  roll. 
 
 While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
 Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour,  hide, 
 Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
 Safe  into  the  haven  guide: 
 Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 
 
156  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 
 
 Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee : 
 Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone ; 
 
 Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
 All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 
 
 All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
 Cover  my  defenseless  head 
 
 With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 
 
 193  Isaiah  xl.  11.  8s.  7s.  &  4s. 
 
 SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
 Much  we  need  thy  tender  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 ! 
 Let  us  early  turn  to  thee. 
 
 3  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor  ; 
 
 Early  let  us  learn  thy  will ; 
 Do  thou,  Lord,  our  only  Saviour, 
 With  thy  love  our  bosoms  fill : 
 
 Blessed  Jesus ! 
 Thou  hast  loved  us, — love  us  still ' 
 
 194  2  Cor.  i.  22.  78. 
 
 GRACIOUS  Spirit,  Love  divine ! 
 Let  thy  li^ht  within  me  shine ; 
 All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
 Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 
 
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 2  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart, 
 Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
 Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
 Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 
 
 3  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray. 
 Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
 Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
 Keep  me.  Lord,  forever  thine. 
 
 195  Prayer  for  Guidance.  L.  M. 
 
 COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
 With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
 Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide. 
 O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 
 
 2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display. 
 
 And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way  ; 
 Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart. 
 That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 
 
 3  Lead  us  to  holiness — the  road 
 
 Which  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  ; 
 Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way. 
 Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 
 
 4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest. 
 To  be  with  him  forever  blest ; 
 
 Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share- 
 Fullness  of  joy  forever  there  ! 
 
 196  Home  in  Heaven.  6s.  &  4s. 
 
 I'M  but  a  stranger  here. 
 Heaven  is  my  home ; 
 Earth  is  a  desert  drear. 
 Heaven  is  my  home: 
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158  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Danger  and  sorrow  stand, 
 Round  me  on  every  hand, 
 Heaven  is  my  fatherland — 
 Heaven  is  my  home. 
 
 2  What  though  the  tempests  rage, 
 
 Heaven  is  my  home ; 
 Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 
 
 Heaven  is  my  home : 
 Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast 
 Soon  will  be  overpast ; 
 I  shall  reach  home  at  last — 
 
 Heaven  is  my  home. 
 
 197  Cant.  v.  10-16.  C.  M. 
 
 MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
 Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  ; 
 His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
 His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 
 
 2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 
 
 Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
 Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
 That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 
 
 3  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 
 
 And  all  the  joys  I  have ; 
 He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
 He  saves  me  from  the  grave. 
 
 4  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 
 
 Such  proofs  of  love  divine. 
 Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
 Lord  •  they  should  all  be  thine. 
 
 198  Loving  Kindness.  L.  M, 
 
 AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
 And  sing  the  great  Kedeeraer's  praise ; 
 lie  justly  claims  a  song  from  me: 
 liis  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  free  I 
 
0 
 
 HYMNS  AA^D   SONGS.  159 
 
 2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
 
 Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all ; 
 He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate ; 
 His  loving-kindness,  oh  how  great ! 
 
 3  "When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
 Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
 He  near  my  soul  hath  always  stood : 
 His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  good ! 
 
 4  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale  ; 
 Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail : 
 Oh,  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
 His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death  ! 
 
 199  Proverbs  xviii.  24.  8s.  &  7s. 
 
 iNE  there  is,  above  all  others, 
 
 AVell  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 
 His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's. 
 Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
 
 2  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 
 
 Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 
 Now  above  all  glory  raised, 
 He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
 
 3  Oh  !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 
 
 Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love : 
 We,  alas !  forget  too  often 
 
 What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 
 
 200  Rev.  v.  12.  Gs.  &  4s. 
 
 GLORY  to  God  on  high ! 
 Let  heaven  and  earth  reply, 
 "  Praise  ye  his  name  I'' 
 His  love  and  grace  adore, 
 AVho  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 
 Sing  loud  forevermore, 
 "  Worthy  the  Lamb  r 
 
160  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 2  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
 Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless: 
 
 Praise  ye  his  name  ! 
 In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
 And  make  a  joyful  noise. 
 Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 
 
 "Worthy  the  Lamb!'' 
 
 3  Soon  must  we  change  our  place, 
 Yet  we  will  never  cease 
 
 Praising  his  name : 
 To  him  our  songs  we  bring  ; 
 Hail  him  our  glorious  King; 
 And  through  all  ages  sing, 
 
 "  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 
 
 201  Riches  op  Grace.  7s. 
 
 JOYFUL  be  the  hours  to-day ; 
 Joyful  let  the  seasons  be ; 
 Let  us  sing,  for  well  we  may : 
 Jesus  !  we  will  sing  of  thee. 
 
 2  Joyful  are  we  now  to  own, 
 
 Eapture  thrills  us  as  we  trace 
 All  the  deeds  thy  love  hath  done, 
 All  the  riches  of  thy  grace. 
 
 3  'Tis  thy  grace  alone  can  save ; 
 
 Every  blessing  comes  from  thee — 
 All  we  have,  and  hope  to  have. 
 All  we  are,  and  hope  to  be. 
 
 202  "  Elect,  Precious."  "    C.  M. 
 
 JESUS  !  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 
 'Tis  music  to  mine  ear: 
 Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
 That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS,  101 
 
 2  All  that  my  loftiest  powers  can  wish, 
 
 In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
 Not  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
 Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 
 
 3  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 
 
 And  sheds  its  fragrance  there — 
 The  noblest  balm  of  all  my  wounds, 
 The  cordial  of  my  care. 
 
 3  L.  M. 
 
 I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives , 
 What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives. 
 He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
 He  lives,  my  ever-living  head. 
 
 2  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
 He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above, 
 He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed. 
 He  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 
 
 o  He  lives  to  grant  me  rich  supply. 
 He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eye. 
 He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
 He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 
 
 4  He  lives  to  silence  all  my  fears, 
 He  lives  to  wipe  away  my  tears. 
 He  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
 He  lives,  all  blessings  to  impart. 
 
 5  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name  ! 
 He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same ; 
 
 0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
 
 1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives ! 
 
 14* 
 
162  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 204  Responsibility.  S.  M, 
 
 A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
 A  God  to  glorify  ; 
 A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
 And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 
 
 2  To  serve  the  present  age. 
 My  calling  to  fullfil ; 
 
 0  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
 To  do  my  Master's  will. 
 
 3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care. 
 As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
 
 And  0  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
 A  strict  account  to  give. 
 
 4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray. 
 And  on  thyself  rely. 
 
 Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
 I  shall  for  ever  die. 
 
 205  The  Surrender.  8,  7,  4. 
 
 WELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer, 
 Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine : 
 Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 
 
 Every  power  and  thought  be  thine  : 
 
 Thine  entirely, 
 Through  eternal  ages  thine. 
 
 2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion. 
 Earth  and  hell  will  disappear  ; 
 Or  in  vain  attempt  possession. 
 When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near, 
 
 Shout,  0  Zion ! 
 Shout,  ye  saints,  the  Lord  is  here  I 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  163 
 
 206  7,  6  lines. 
 
 FAITHFUL  Shepherd,  meek  and  mild, 
 To  thy  pasture  lead  a  child, 
 Where  the  tender  verdure  grows. 
 Where  the  peaceful  streamlet  flows, 
 AVhere  thy  flock,  from  danger  free, 
 Hear  thy  voice,  and  follow  thee. 
 
 2  There,  beneath  thy  watchful  eye, 
 They  are  safe,  though  danger's  nigh ; 
 There,  enfolded  in  thy  arms. 
 
 They  can  smile  at  rude  alarms ; 
 Though  a  host  their  way  oppose, 
 Thou  wilt  save  them  from  their  foes. 
 
 3  When  the  vale  of  grief  they  tread. 
 Thou  dost  mark  the  tears  they  shed ; 
 By  their  side  in  pity  stand. 
 
 Dry  the  tear  with  tender  hand ; 
 Gently  quell  the  rising  fear. 
 Make  it  sweet  to  suffer  there. 
 
 4  Faithful  Shepherd,  meek  and  mild, 
 To  thy  pastures  lead  a  child  ; 
 Weak  and  helpless,  Lord,  I  am. 
 Gather  in  a  wandering  lamb  ; 
 Lest  from  thee  I  further  stray, 
 Take  me  to  thy  fold,  I  pray. 
 
 207  7s. 
 
 TO  Thy  temple,  I  repair ; 
 Lord,  I  love  to  worship  there : 
 AVhile  Thy  glorious  praise  is  sung. 
 Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue. 
 
 9 
 
 While  the  prayers  of  saints  ascend, 
 God  of  Love,  to  mine  attend : 
 
164  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Hear  me,  for  Thy  Spirit  pleads 
 Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 
 
 3  While  I  hearken  to  Thy  Law, 
 Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe, 
 Till  Thy  Gospel  bring  to  me  - 
 Life  and  immortality. 
 
 208  7s. 
 
 SONGS  of  Praise  the  Angels  sang ; 
 Heav'n  with  Hallelujahs  rang, 
 When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
 When  He  spake  and  it  was  done. 
 
 2  Songs  of  Praise  awoke  the  morn, 
 When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born  ; 
 Songs  of  Praise  arose  when  He 
 Captive  led  captivity. 
 
 3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away : 
 Songs  of  Praise  shall  crown  that  day ; 
 God  will  make  new  Heavens  and  earth, 
 Songs  of  Praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 
 
 4  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
 Still  in  songs  of  Praise  rejoice  ; 
 Learning  here  by  faith  and  love. 
 Songs  of  Praise  to  sing  above. 
 
 5  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
 Songs  of  Praise  shall  conquer  death ; 
 Then,  amidst  eternal  joy. 
 
 Songs  of  Praise  their  powers  employ, 
 
 209  From  CHAPEL  GEMS. 
 
 WHEN  the  morn  is  bright  and  fair. 
 When  sweet  songsters  charm  the  air, 
 I  will  lift  my  heart  in  pray'r, 
 I  will  seek  my  Father  ; 
 
HYMNS  AXD   SONGS.  165 
 
 Lest  my  feet  should  go  astray 
 From  His  pure  and  perfect  way  ; 
 Lest  I  grieve  Him  as  I  may, 
 I  will  seek  my  Father. 
 
 2  In  the  solitude  apart, 
 
 In  the  wilderness  or  mart, 
 I  will  lift  my  heart  in  pray'r, 
 
 I  will  seek  my  Father  ; 
 In  the  darkness  as  the  day, 
 He  shall  be  my  Guide  and  Stay; 
 I  will  lean  on  Him  alway — 
 
 I  will  seek  my  Father. 
 
 3  When  the  evening  sun  is  red, 
 When  each  blossom  droops  its  head, 
 Kneeling  low  beside  my  bed, 
 
 I  will  seek  my  Father  ; 
 That  I  slumber  in  His  care, 
 Shielded  from  each  harmful  snare  ; 
 And  for  life  or  death  prepare  ; 
 
 I  will  seek  my  Father. 
 
 210  A  Hymn  of  Peace. 
 
 ANGEL  of  Peace,  thou  hast  wandered  too  long ! 
 Spread  thy  white  wings  to  the  sunshine  of  love ! 
 Come  while  our  voices  are  blended  in  song — 
 Fly  to  our  ark  like  the  storm-beaten  dove  ! 
 Fly  to  our  ark  on  the  wings  of  the  dove, — 
 
 Speed  o'er  the  far-sounding  billows  of  song. 
 
 Crowned  with  thine  olive-leaf  garland  of  love, — 
 
 Angel  of  Peace,  thou  hast  waited  too  long ! 
 
 2  Brothers  we  meet,  on  this  altar  of  thine 
 
 Mingling  the  gifts  we  have  gathered  for  thee. 
 Sweet  with  the  odors  of  myrtle  and  pine. 
 Breeze  of  the  prairie  and  breath  of  the  sea, — 
 
166  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 Meadow  and  mountain  and  forest  and  sea  1 
 
 Sweet  is  the  frao^rance  of  myrtle  and  pine, 
 Sweeter  the  incense  we  oifer  to  thee, 
 
 Brothers  once  more  round  this  altar  of  thine ! 
 
 3  Anjiels  of  Bethlehem,  answer  the  strain  ! 
 
 Hark  !  a  new-birth  song  is  filling  the  sky ! — 
 Loud  as  the  storm-wind  that  tumbles  the  main 
 
 Bid  the  full  breath  of  the  organ  reply, — 
 Let  the  loud  tempest  of  voices  reply, — 
 
 Roll  its  long  surge  like  the  earth-shaking  main  ! 
 Swell  the  vast  song  till  it  mounts  to  the  sky  ! — 
 
 Angels  of  Bethlehem,  echo  the  strain  ! 
 
 211  Irr.  M. 
 
 THERE  is  a  happy  land. 
 Far,  far  away. 
 Where  saints  in  glory  stand, 
 
 Bright,  bright  as  day  ; 
 Oh,  how  they  sweetly  sing. 
 Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King, 
 Loud  let  his  praises  ring, 
 Praise,  praise  for  aye. 
 
 2  Come  to  that  happy  land. 
 
 Come,  come  away  ; 
 Why  will  ye  doubting  stand. 
 
 Why  still  delay  ? 
 Oh,  we  shall  happy  be. 
 When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
 Lord,  we  shall  live  with  Thee, 
 
 Blest,  blest  for  aye. 
 
 3  Bright  in  that  happy  land, 
 
 Beams  every  eye ; 
 Kept  by  a  Father's  hand. 
 Love  cannot  die. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  167 
 
 Oh  then  to  glory  run, 
 Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won  ; 
 And  bright  above  the  sun, 
 We  reign  for  aye. 
 
 Luke  xviii.  1.  S.  M. 
 
 JESUS,  who  knows  full  well, 
 The  heart  of  every  saint. 
 Invites  us  all  our  grief  to  tell. 
 To  pray  and  never  faint. 
 
 2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear — 
 
 We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
 Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 
 And  pray,  and  pray  again. 
 
 3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 
 
 His  chosen  when  they  cry  ; 
 Yes,  though  he  may  awhile  forbear, 
 He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 
 
 4  Then  earnest  let  us  cry. 
 
 And  never  faint  in  prayer, 
 He  sees,  he  hears,  and,  from  on  high. 
 Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 
 
 Matt.  vii.  7.  7s. 
 
 COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
 Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer  ; 
 He  himself  invites  you  near, 
 Bids  thee  ask  him,  waits  to  hear. 
 
 2  Lord  !  I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 
 Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
 There  thy  sovereign  right  maintain, 
 And,  without  a  rival,  reign. 
 
168  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 3  "While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
 Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 
 
 Be  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
 Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 
 
 4  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
 Every  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
 Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
 
 Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 
 
 214  The  Heavenly  Race.  C.  M. 
 
 AWAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
 And  press  with  vigor  on : 
 A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
 A  bright,  immortal  crown. 
 
 2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
 Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
 Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
 And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
 
 3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
 
 That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
 'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
 To  thine  aspiring  eye. 
 
 4  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee,  ' 
 
 Have  I  my  race  begun  ; 
 And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
 I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 
 
 215  Isaiah  xl.  28-31.  L.  M, 
 
 AWAKE,  our  souls  !  away,  our  fears, 
 Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
 Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
 And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on  ! 
 
EYMNS  AND    SONGS.  1G9 
 
 2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
 
 And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
 But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 
 
 Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 
 
 3  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring. 
 
 Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply ; 
 
 While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
 
 Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 
 
 4  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air 
 
 We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
 
 On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly. 
 
 Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road  ! 
 
 216  "  Come  unto  Me.''  C.  M.  D. 
 
 I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
 "  Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 
 Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 
 
 Thy  head  upon  my  breast ." 
 I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 
 
 Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad  ; 
 I  found  in  him  ^  resting-place. 
 And  he  has  made  me  glad. 
 
 2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
 
 "  Behold,  I  freely  give 
 The  living  water !  thirsty  one, 
 
 Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live." 
 I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 
 
 Of  that  live-giving  stream  : 
 My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 
 
 And  now  I  live  in  him. 
 
 3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
 
 "I  am  this  dark  world's  light: 
 Look  unto  me  ;  thy  morn  shall  rise, 
 And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 
 15 
 
170  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 1  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 
 In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
 
 And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk 
 Till  all  my  journey's  done. 
 
 217  ''  Watch  and  Pray.''  S.  M. 
 
 MY  soul !  be  on  thy  guard  ; 
 Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
 The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard       ^ 
 To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 
 
 2  Oh,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray  I 
 
 The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er  ; 
 Renew  it  boldly  every  day. 
 And  help  divine  implore. 
 
 3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won. 
 
 Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down ; 
 Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
 Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 
 
 4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
 
 Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God! 
 He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
 Up  to  his  blest  abode. 
 
 218 
 
 THERE'S  a  cry  from  Macedonia — Come  and  help 
 us; 
 
 The  light  of  the  gospel  bring,  0  come  ! 
 
 Let  us  hear  the  joyful  tidings  of  salvation, 
 
 We  thirst  for  the  living  spring. 
 
 0  ye  heralds  of  the  cross,  be  up  and  doing, 
 
 Remember  the  great  command,  Away ! 
 
 Go  ye  forth  and  preach  the  word  to  every  creature, 
 
 Proclaim  it  in  every  land. 
 
 They  shall  gather  from  the  East, 
 They  shall  gather  from  the  West, 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  171 
 
 With  the  patriarchs  of  old, 
 And  the  ransomed  shall  return 
 To  the  kingdoms  of  the  blest 
 With  their  harps  and  crowns  of  gold. 
 
 2  0  how  beautiful  their  feet  upon  the  mountains 
 
 The  tidings  of  peace  who  bring,    Who  bring 
 
 To  the  nations  of  the  earth  who  sit  in  darkness, 
 
 And  tell  them  of  Zion's  king ; 
 
 Then,  ye  heralds  of  the  cross,  be  up  and  doing, 
 
 Go  work  in  your  Master's  field.  Away ! 
 
 Sound  the  trumpet,  sound  the  trumpet  of  salvation, 
 
 The  Lord  is  your  strength  and  shield. 
 
 Let  the  distant  isles  be  glad. 
 
 Let  them  hail  the  Saviour's  birth, 
 
 And  the  news  of  pardon  free. 
 
 Till  the  knowledge  of  the  truth 
 
 Shall  extend  to  all  the  earth, 
 
 As  the  water  o'er  the  sea. 
 
 There's  a  cry  from  Macedonia,  &c. 
 
 3  Ye  have  listed  in  the  array  of  the  faithful — 
 Like  heroes  the  battle  fight,  Away  ! 
 
 There  are  foes  on  every  hand  that  will  assail  you. 
 
 Then  gird  on  your  armor  bright ; 
 
 With  the  banner  of  the  cross  unfurled  before  you, 
 
 The  sword  of  the  Spirit  wield,  Away ! 
 
 Ye  shall  conquer  through  his  mercy  who  hath  loved 
 you. 
 
 The  Lord  is  your  strength  and  shield. 
 Ye  are  marching  to  the  land 
 AVhere  the  saints  in  glory  stand. 
 And  the  just  for  joy  shall  sing. 
 Ye  by  faith  may  ]3ring  it  nigh ; 
 Ye  shall  reach  it  by  and  by, 
 And  your  shouts  of  triumph  ring, 
 There's  a  cry  from  Macedonia,  &c. 
 
172  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 219  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  22. 
 
 OWHAT  can  little  hands  do 
 To  please  the  King  of  Heaven  ? 
 The  little  hands  some  work  may  try, 
 
 To  help  the  poor  in  misery : 
 Such  grace  to  mine  be  given ! 
 
 2  0  what  can  little  lips  do 
 
 To  please  the  King  of  Heaven  ? 
 The  little  lips  can  praise  and  pray, 
 
 And  gentle  words  of  kindness  say : 
 Such  grace  to  mine  be  given  ! 
 
 3  0  what  can  little  eyes  do 
 
 To  please  the  King  of  Heaven  ? 
 The  little  eyes  can  upward  look, 
 
 Can  learn  to  read  God's  holy  book  : 
 Such  grace  to  mine  be  given  ! 
 
 4  0  what  can  little  hearts  do 
 
 To  please  the  King  of  Heaven  ? 
 The  hearts,  if  God  His  Spirit  send, 
 
 Can  love  and  trust  their  Saviour,  Friend : 
 Such  grace  to  mine  be  given ! 
 
 5  Though  small  is  all  we  can  do 
 
 To  please  the  King  of  Heaven ; 
 Let  hearts,  and  hands,  and  lips  unite 
 
 To  serve  the  Saviour  with  delight ; 
 Such  grace  to  mine  be  given  ! 
 
 220  The  Burden  of  Sin.  L.  M. 
 
 OTHAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 
 0  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
 At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down  I 
 To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  173 
 
 2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  ; 
 
 Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
 Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
 And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 
 
 3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  imbred  sin, 
 
 And  fully  set  my  spirit  free ; 
 
 1  cannot  rest,  till  pure  within, 
 Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 
 
 4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 
 
 Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove  ; 
 Thy  cross  was  stained  with  hallowed  blood, 
 That  I  might  taste  thy  dying  love. 
 
 5  I  would — but  thou  must  give  the  power, 
 
 My  heart  from  every  sin  release  ; 
 Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
 And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 
 
 221  The  Pilgrim's  Song.        S.  M.  D. 
 
 A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
 A  few  more  seasons  come  ; 
 And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest, 
 
 Asleep  within  the  tomb : 
 Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 
 
 My  soul  for  that  great  day ; 
 Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
 And  take  my  sins  away. 
 
 2  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 
 
 On  this  wild,  rocky  shore ; 
 And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
 
 And  surges  swell  no  more : 
 Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 
 
 My  soul  for  that  calm  day ; 
 Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood. 
 
 And  take  my  sins  away ! 
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174  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 3  A  few  more  struggles  here, 
 
 A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
 A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
 
 And  we  shall  weep  no  more  : 
 Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 
 
 My  soul  for  that  blessed  day; 
 Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
 
 And  take  my  sins  away  ! 
 
 222  8,  7,  4. 
 
 LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
 Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace, 
 Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing. 
 Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 
 
 0  refresh  us. 
 Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 
 
 2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration. 
 
 For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
 May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
 In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ; 
 
 May  thy  presence 
 With  us  evermore  be  found. 
 
 3  So,  whenever  the  signal's  given, 
 
 Us  from  earth  to  call  away ; 
 Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven. 
 Glad  to  leave  our  cumbrous  clay. 
 
 May  we  ready. 
 Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 
 
 223  7, 6. 
 
 FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains. 
 From  India's  coral  strand. 
 Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
 Roll  down  their  golden  sand, 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  175 
 
 From  many  an  ancient  river, 
 
 From  many  a  palmy  plain 
 They  call  us  to  deliver 
 
 Their  land  from  error's  chain. 
 
 2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 
 
 Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
 Though  every  prospect  pleases, 
 
 And  only  man  is  vile ; 
 In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 
 
 The  gifts  of  God  are  strown, 
 The  heathen,  in  their  blindness. 
 
 Bow  down  to  wood  and  stone. 
 
 3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted, 
 
 With  wisdom  from  on  high. 
 Shall  we,  to  men  benighted, 
 
 The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
 Salvation,  0  salvation ! 
 
 The  joyful  sound  proclaim. 
 Till  earth's  remotest  nation 
 
 Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 
 
 224  New  Year.  L.  M. 
 
 GREAT  God !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
 By  which  supported  still  we  stand ; 
 The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
 That  mercy  crowns  it  till  it  close. 
 
 2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad,  • 
 Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
 
 By  his  incessant  bounty  fed. 
 By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 
 
 3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  : 
 The  future,  all  to  us  unknown. 
 
 We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
 And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 
 
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 4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 
 Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
 Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
 Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 
 
 225  New  Year.  C.  M. 
 
 lUR  Father  !  through  the  coming  year 
 
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 We  know  not  what  shall  be  ; 
 But  we  would  leave  without  a  fear 
 Its  ordering  all  to  thee. 
 
 It  may  be  we  shall  toil  in  vain 
 
 For  what  the  world  holds  fair  ; 
 And  all  the  good  we  thought  to  gain, 
 
 Deceive  aud  prove  but  care. 
 But  calmly.  Lord,  on  thee  we  rest ; 
 
 No  fears  our  trust  shall  move  ; 
 Thou  knowest  what  for  each  is  best, 
 
 And  thou  art  Perfect  Love. 
 
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 226  New  Year.  7s.  D. 
 
 HILE  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
 Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
 Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
 
 Nevermore  to  meet  us  here : 
 Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 
 
 They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
 We  a  little  longer  wait ; 
 
 But  how  little  none  can  know. 
 
 2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 
 
 Speedily  the  mark  to  find; 
 As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
 
 Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind — 
 Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
 
 Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
 Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 
 
 All  below  is  but  a  dream. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  177 
 
 Brevity  op  Life.  7s.  &  6s« 
 
 TIME  is  winglnp;  us  away 
 To  our  eternal  home ; 
 Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 
 
 A  journey  to  the  tomb: 
 Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 
 
 Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms, 
 All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 
 Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 
 
 Time  is  winging  us  away 
 
 To  our  eternal  home  ; 
 Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 
 
 A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
 Bat  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 
 
 Health  and  beauty  soon  above. 
 Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 
 
 Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 
 
 Our  Country.  6s.  &  4s. 
 
 GOD  bless  our  native  land  ! 
 Firm  may  she  ever  stand, 
 Through  storm  and  night ; 
 When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
 Ruler  of  winds  and  wave. 
 Do  thou  our  country  save 
 By  thy  great  might. 
 
 2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
 To  God  above  the  skies, 
 
 On  him  we  wait ; 
 Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
 Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
 To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 
 
 God  save  the  State  ! 
 
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 229  National  Hymn. 
 Y  country,  'tis  of  thee, 
 
 Sweet  land  of  liberty, 
 
 Of  thee  I  sing ; 
 Land  -where  my  fathers  died, 
 Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
 From  ev'ry  mountain  side, 
 
 Let  freedom  ring. 
 
 2  My  native  country  !  thee, 
 Land  of  the  noble  free, 
 
 Thy  name  I  love  ; 
 I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
 Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  ; 
 My  heart  with  rapture  thrills, 
 
 Like  that  above. 
 
 3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
 And  ring  from  all  the  trees 
 
 Sweet  freedom's  song : 
 Let  mortal  tongues  awake, 
 Let  all  that  breathe  partake, 
 Let  rocks  their  silence  break. 
 
 The  sound  prolong. 
 
 4  Our  father's  God,  to  thee, 
 Author  of  liberty. 
 
 To  thee  we  sing: 
 Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
 With  freedom's  holy  light; 
 Protect  us  by  thy  might, 
 
 Great  God,  our  King. 
 
 230  C.  M. 
 
 THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood. 
 Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins, 
 And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood 
 Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 
 
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 2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
 
 That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
 And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
 Wash  all  my  sins  away. 
 
 3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  Thy  precious  blood 
 
 Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
 Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
 Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 
 
 4  E'er  since  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream, 
 
 Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
 Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
 And  shall  be  till  I  die. 
 
 5  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
 
 I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save, 
 "When  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue 
 Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 
 
 231  C.  M. 
 
 ALAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
 And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
 "Would  He  devote  that  sacred  head 
 For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 
 
 2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 
 
 He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
 Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
 And  love  beyond  degree  ! 
 
 3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide 
 
 And  shut  his  glories  in  ; 
 When  Christ,  the  mighty  Saviour  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  my  eyes  to  tears. 
 
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 5  But  tears  of  j];rief  can  ne'er  repay 
 The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
 Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
 'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 
 
 232  C.  M. 
 
 HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
 In  a  believer's  ear ! 
 It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
 And  drives  away  his  fear. 
 
 2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
 
 And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
 ^Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
 And  to  the  weary  rest. 
 
 3  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
 
 And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
 But  when  I  see  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
 I'll  praise  Thee  as  I  ought. 
 
 4  Till  then  I  would  Thy  love  proclaim 
 
 With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
 And  may  the  music  of  Thy  name 
 Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 
 
 233  C.  M. 
 
 COME,  humble  sinner,  in  -whose  breast, 
 A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
 Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
 And  make  this  last  resolve : 
 
 2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
 High  as  a  mountain  rose  ; 
 I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
 -  Whatever  may  oppose. 
 
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 3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 
 
 And  there  my  pjuilt  confess  ; 
 
 I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone 
 
 Without  his  sovereign  grace. 
 
 4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 
 
 "Whose  sceptre  pardon  give  ; 
 Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
 And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 
 
 5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea. 
 
 Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
 But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray 
 And  perish  only  there. 
 
 6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
 
 I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
 For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
 I  must  for  ever  die.'' 
 
 1  7s. 
 
 DEPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
 Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
 Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear, 
 Me,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare  ? 
 
 2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace. 
 Long  provoked  him  to  his  face, 
 Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls 
 Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 
 
 3  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands. 
 Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands : 
 God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel, 
 
 Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 
 
 4  Lord,  incline  me  to  repent. 
 Let  me  now  my  fall  lament, 
 Deeply  my  revolt  deplore, 
 Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 
 
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182  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 235  C.  M. 
 
 COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
 AVith  angels  round  the  throne ; 
 Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
 But  all  their  joys  are  one. 
 
 2  "Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 
 
 *•  To  be  exalted  thus,'' 
 "Worthy  the  Lamb/'  our  lips  reply, 
 "  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 
 
 3  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky. 
 
 And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
 Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high. 
 And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 
 
 4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one. 
 
 To  bless  the  sacred  name 
 Of  Him  who  sits  upon  the  throne. 
 And  to  adore  the  lamb. 
 
 236  C.  M. 
 
 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 
 
 AVe  pour  our  ardent  prayers : 
 Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
 Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 
 
 3  We  share  our  mutual  woes. 
 
 Our  mutual  burdens  bear, 
 And  often  for  each  other  flows 
 The  sympathizing  tear. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  183 
 
 4  When  we  asunder  part, 
 It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
 But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
 And  hope  to  meet  again. 
 
 6  This  glorious  hope  revives 
 Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
 While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
 And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
 
 J  Resignation.  C.  M.  D. 
 
 WHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power  ! 
 Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled ; 
 And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
 
 With  better  hopes  be  filled  ! 
 Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed  ; 
 
 To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
 Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
 That  mercy  I  adore. 
 
 2  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
 
 Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
 Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
 
 Because  conferred  by  thee. 
 In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 
 
 In  every  pain  I  bear. 
 My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise. 
 
 Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 
 
 3  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 
 
 Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
 Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
 
 My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
 My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 
 
 The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
 My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; 
 
 That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 
 
184  SABBATE  SCHOOL 
 
 238  Eejoicing  in  Hope.  S.  M. 
 
 GOME,  we  who  love  the  Lord, 
 And  let  our  joys  be  known ; 
 Join  in  a  song  of  sweet  accord. 
 And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
 
 2  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 
 
 A  thousand  sacred  sweets 
 Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
 Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 
 
 3  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
 
 And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
 We're  marching  through  Immanuers  ground 
 To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 
 
 239  The  Voice  op  Jesus.  7s. 
 
 COME,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
 Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice; 
 
 1  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
 Weary  wanderer,  hither  come. 
 
 2  Hither  come  !  for  here  is  found 
 Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound ; 
 Peace  that  ever  shall  endure. 
 Best  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 
 
 240  C.  M. 
 
 01  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
 !     A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ; 
 A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
 That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 
 
 2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
 
 When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
 Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
 Of  Jesus  and  his  word? 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS,  185 
 
 3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed, 
 
 How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
 But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
 The  world  can  never  fill. 
 
 4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 
 
 Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
 I  hate  the  sin  that  made  thee  mourn, 
 And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 
 
 5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
 
 Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
 Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne. 
 And  worship  only  thee. 
 
 CM. 
 
 AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
 A  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
 And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
 Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 
 
 2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 
 
 On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ; 
 "While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
 And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 
 
 3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 
 
 Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
 Is  this  dark  world  a  friend  to  grace. 
 To  help  me  on  to  God? 
 
 4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 
 
 Increase  my  courage.  Lord  ; 
 ril  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
 Supported  by  thy  word. 
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 242  Prayer  for  Guidance.  8s.  7s.  &  4s. 
 
 GUIDE  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 
 Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
 
 1  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty ; 
 Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  ; 
 
 Bread  of  heaven, 
 Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 
 
 2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain 
 
 Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 
 Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
 
 Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  ; 
 
 Strong  Deliverer, 
 Be  thou  still  my  Strength  and  Shield. 
 
 3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
 
 Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
 Death  of  death  !  and  hell's  destruction  ! 
 Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side ; 
 
 Songs  of  praises 
 I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 
 
 243  John  xvii.  9.  7s. 
 
 THINE  forever  !  God  of  Love, 
 Hear  us  from  thy  throne  above ! 
 Thine  forever  may  we  be. 
 Here  and  in  eternity  !  | 
 
 2  Thine  forever !  oh,  how  blest 
 They  who  find  in  thee  their  rest ! 
 Saviour,  Guardian,  heavenly  Friend, 
 Oh,  defend  us  to  the  end ! 
 
 3  Thine  forever  !  Saviour,  keep 
 These  thy  frail  and  trembling  sheep  j 
 Safe  alone  beneath  thy  care. 
 
 Let  us  all  thy  goodness  share. 
 
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 SYMNS  AND   SONGS.  187 
 
 4  Thine  forever  !  thou  our  Guide : 
 All  our  wants  by  thee  supplied — • 
 All  our  sins  by  thee  forgiven — 
 Lead  us,  Lord,  from  earth  to  heaven  ! 
 
 244  Rock  of  Ages.  7s. 
 
 1 OCK  of  Ages  !  cleft  for  me, 
 Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ; 
 Let  the  vrater  and  the  blood, 
 From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
 Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
 Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 
 
 2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
 Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
 This  for  sin  could  not  atone. 
 Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone ; 
 In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
 Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 
 
 3  "While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
 When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
 AVhen  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown. 
 And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne. 
 Rock  of  Ages  !  cleft  for  me, 
 
 Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ! 
 
 245  L.  M. 
 
 To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
 And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
 Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given. 
 By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 
 
 246  C.  M. 
 
 Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
 
 And  Spirit  be  adored. 
 Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known 
 
 Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 
 
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 247  S.  M. 
 
 Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
 And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
 Worship  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
 And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 
 
 248  L.  M. 
 
 Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
 Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
 Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host. 
 Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 
 
 249  8,  7. 
 
 MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
 And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
 With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour. 
 Rest  upon  us  from  above  ; 
 
 2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
 
 With  each  other  and  the  Lord ; 
 
 And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
 
 Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 
 
 250  Parting  Hymn.  L.  M. 
 
 COME,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
 Join  every  voice  and  every  heart ; 
 One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise ; 
 One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 
 
 2  Teachers  !  we  here  may  meet  no  more, 
 But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore ; 
 And  there,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
 Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  189 
 
 251 
 
 COME,  ye  children  and  hearken  unto  me  ;  I  will 
 teach  you  the  fear  of  the  Lord. 
 
 Keep  thy  tongue  from  all  evil  and  thy  lips,  that 
 they  speak  no  guile. 
 
 Glory  he  to  the  Father  and  to  the  Son  and  to  the 
 Holy  Ghost ;  as  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and 
 ever  shall  be,  world  without  end.     Amen. 
 
 The  eyes  of  the  Lord  are  over  the  righteous,  and  his 
 ears  are  open  unto  their  prayers. 
 
 The  countenance  of  the  Lord  is  against  them  that 
 do  evil ;  to  root  out  the  remembrance  of  them  from  the 
 earth. 
 
 Glory  be  to  the  Father,  &c. 
 
 252  From  CANTUS  ECCLESIA. 
 
 GLORY  be  to  God  on  high,  and  on  earth  peace,  and 
 goodwill  towards  men. 
 
 We  praise  Thee,  we  bless  Thee,  we  worship  Thee, 
 we  glorify  Thee,  we  give  thanks  to  Thee  for  Thy  great 
 glory. 
 
 0  Lord  God,  heavenly  King,  God  the  Father  Al- 
 mighty. 
 
 0  Lord,  the  only  begotten  Son  Jesus  Christ ;  0  Lord 
 God,  Lamb  of  God,  Son  of  the  Father. 
 
 That  takest  away  the  sins  of  the  world,  have  mercy 
 upon  us. 
 
 Thou  that  takest  away  away  the  sins  of  the  world, 
 have  mercy  upon  us. 
 
 Thou  that  takest  away  the  sins  of  the  world,  receive 
 our  prayer. 
 
 Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  God  the  Father, 
 have  mercy  upon  us. 
 
 For  Thou  only  art  holy  ;  Thou  only  art  the  Lord  ; 
 
 Thou  only  0  Christ !  with  the  Holy  Ghost,  art  most 
 high  in  the  glory  of  God  the  Father.     Amen. 
 
190  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 253  From  HAPPY  VOICES. 
 
 OUR  Father,  which  art  in  heaven,  hallowed  he  thy 
 name  : 
 
 Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  on  earth,  as  it 
 is  in  heaven : 
 
 Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread  ;  and  forgive  us  our 
 trespasses,  as  we  forgive  them  that  trespass  against 
 us  ; 
 
 And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  deliver  us  from 
 evil. 
 
 For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the 
 glory,  forever.     Amen. 
 
 254  From  SABBATH  SONGS.— Page  56. 
 
 THRO'  the  pleasures  of  the  day,  when  I  read  and 
 when  I  pray,  let  me  ever  keep  in  view,  God  is 
 seeing  all  I  do. 
 
 AVhen  the  sun  withdraws  his  light,  and  I  go  to  rest 
 at  night,  let  me  never  lay  my  head,  down  to  rest  upon 
 my  bed, 
 
 Till  I  lift  my  heart  in  prayer,  for  my  heavenly 
 Father's  care,  praying  Him  to  kindly  make  me  His 
 child,  for  Jesus'  sake. 
 
 255  Psalm  xxiii. 
 
 THE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd ;  I  shall  not  want. 
 He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures  ;  He 
 leadeth  me  beside  the  still  waters. 
 
 He  restoreth  my  soul:  He  leadeth  me  in  the  paths 
 of  righteousness  for  His  name's  sake. 
 
 Yea,  tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  valley  of  the  shadow  of 
 death,  I  will  fear  no  evil :  for  Thou  art  with  me  ;  and 
 Thy  rod  and  Thy  staflf  they  comfort  me. 
 
 Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the  presence 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS,  191 
 
 of  mine  enemies  ;  Thou  anointest  my  head  -with  oil ; 
 my  cup  runneth  over. 
 
 Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me  all  the 
 days  of  my  life :  And  I  will  dwell  in  the  house  of  the 
 Lord  forever.    Amen. 
 
 256  Benedioite  Omnia  Opera  Domini. 
 
 01  all  ye  works  of  the  Lord,  bless  ye  the  Lord, 
 i  Praise  him,  and  magnify  him  for  ever. 
 
 0  !  ye  angels  of  the  Lord,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 0 !  all  ye  powers  of  the  Lord,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 O !  ye  sun  and  moon,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 0  !  ye  stars  of  heaven,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 O !  ye  winter  and  summer,  bless  ye  Lord,  &c. 
 0 !  ye  showers  of  dew,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 0  !  ye  light  and  darkness,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 0  !  let  the  earth,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 0 !  ye  mountains  and  hills,  bless  ye  the  L©rd,  &c. 
 0  !  ye  seas  and  flood,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 0 !  ye  children  of  men,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 0  !  ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  bless  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 
 Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son, 
 
 And  to  the  Holy  Ghost. 
 As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  ever  shall  be, 
 World  without  end.    Amen. 
 
 257  Yenite  Exultemus  Domino. 
 
 OH,  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord : 
 Let  us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  strength  of  our  sal- 
 tion. 
 Let  us  come  before  his  presence  with  thanksgiving, 
 
 And  show  ourselves  glad  in  him  with  psalms. 
 For  the  Lord  is  a  great  God ; 
 
 And  a  great  King  above  all  gods. 
 In  his  hand  are  all  the  corners  of  the  earth  ; 
 And  the  strength  of  the  hills  is  his  also. 
 
192  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 The  sea  is  his,  and  he  made  it ; 
 
 And  his  hands  prepared  the  dry  land. 
 Oh,  come,  let  us  worship  and  fall  down, 
 
 And  kneel  before  the  Lord  our  Maker. 
 For  he  is  the  Lord  our  God  ; 
 
 And  we  are  the  people  of  his  pasture,  and  the  sheep 
 of  his  hand. 
 Oh,  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness; 
 
 Let  the  whole  earth  stand  in  awe  of  him. 
 For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  judge  the  earth  ; 
 
 And  with  righteousness  to  judge  the  world,  and  the 
 people  with  his  truth. 
 
 258  Psalm  cxxii. 
 
 I  WAS  glad  when  they  said  unto  me,  We  will  go  into 
 house  of  the  Lord. 
 
 Our  feet  shall  stand  in  thy  gates,  0  Jerusalem. 
 
 Jerusalem  is  built  as  a  city  that  is  at  unity  in  itself. 
 
 For  thither  the  tribes  go  up,  even  the  tribes  of  the 
 Lord,  to  testify  unto  Israel,  to  give  thanks  unto  the 
 name  of  the  Lord. 
 
 For  there  is  the  seat  of  judgment ;  even  the  seat  of 
 the  house  of  David. 
 
 0  pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem ;  they  shall  pros- 
 per that  love  thee. 
 
 Peace  be  within  thy  walls,  and  plenteousness  within 
 thy  palaces. 
 
 For  my  brethren  and  companions'  sakes  I  will  wish 
 thee  prosperity. 
 
 Yea,  because  of  the  house  of  the  Lord  our  God,  I 
 will  seek  to  do  thee  good. 
 
 Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son,  and  to  the 
 Holy  Ghost ;  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and 
 ever  shall  be,  world  without  end.     Amen. 
 
STMNS   AND   SONGS.  193 
 
 259  Benedic  Anima  Mea. 
 
 PRAISE  the  Lord,  0  my  soul : 
 And  all  that  is  within  me  praise  his  holy  name. 
 Praise  the  Lord,  0  my  soul ; 
 
 And  forget  not  all  his  benefits. 
 Who  forgiveth  all  thy  sin  ; 
 
 And  healeth  all  thine  infirmities. 
 Who  saveth  thy  life  from  destruction, 
 
 And  crowneth  thee  with  mercy  and  loving-kindness. 
 Oh,  praise  the  Lord,  ye  angels  of  his,  ye  that  excel  in 
 strength : 
 Ye  that  fulfill  his  commandment,  and  hearken  unto 
 the  voice  of  his  word. 
 Oh,  praise  the  Lord,  all  ye  hosts  ; 
 
 Ye  servants  of  his  that  do  his  pleasure. 
 Oh,  speak  good  of  the  Lord,  all  ye  works  of  his,  in  all 
 places  of  his  dominion  ; 
 Praise  thou  the  Lord,  0  my  soul. 
 
 260  Psalm  ciii. 
 
 THE  Lord  is  merciful  and  gracious. 
 Slow  to  anger,  and  abundant  in  mercy. 
 He  will  not  always  chide  ; 
 
 Neither  will  he  keep  his  anger  forever. 
 He  hath  not  dealt  with  us  after  our  sins. 
 
 Nor  rewarded  us  according  to  our  iniquities. 
 For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above  the  earth. 
 
 So  great  is  his  mercy  toward  them  that  fear  him. 
 As  far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west. 
 
 So  far  hath  he  removed  our  transgressions  from  us. 
 Like  as  a  father  pitieth  his  children, 
 
 So  the  Lord  pitieth  them  that  fear  him. 
 For  he  knoweth  our  frame  ; 
 
 He  remembereth  that  we  are  dust, 
 
 17 
 
194  SABBATH  SCHOOL 
 
 261  Psalm  cxxi. 
 
 I  WILL  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills, 
 From  whence  cometh  my  help. 
 My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord, 
 
 Which  made  heaven  and  earth. 
 He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  be  moved : 
 
 He  that  keepeth  thee  will  not  slumber. 
 Behold  he  that  keepeth  Israel 
 
 Shall  not  slumber  nor  sleep. 
 The  Lord  is  thy  keeper ; 
 
 The  Lord  is  thy  shade  upon  thy  right  hand. 
 The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day, 
 
 Nor  the  moon  by  night. 
 The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil ; 
 
 lie  shall  preserve  thy  soul. 
 The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out,  and  thy  com- 
 ing in, 
 
 From  this  time  forth,  and  even  forevermore. 
 
 262  Cantate  Domino. 
 
 OSING  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song  ;  for  he  hath  done 
 marvellous  things. 
 
 With  his  own  right  hand,  and  with  his  holy  arm,  hath 
 he  gotten  himself  the  victory. 
 
 The  Lord  declared  his  salvation  ;  his  righteousness 
 hath  he  openly  showed  in  the  sight  of  the  heathen. 
 
 He  hath  remembered  his  mercy  and  truth  toward 
 the  house  of  Israel ;  and  all  the  ends  of  the  world  have 
 seen  the  salvation  of  our  God. 
 
 Show  yourselves  joyful  unto  the  Lord,  all  ye  lands  ; 
 sing,  rejoice,  and  give  thanks. 
 
 Praise  the  Lord  upon  the  harp ;  sing  to  the  harp 
 with  a  psalm  of  thanksgiving. 
 
 With  trumpets  also,  and  shawms,  0  show  yourselves 
 joyful  before  the  Lord  the  King. 
 
HYMNS  AND   SONGS.  195 
 
 Let  the  sea  make  a  noise,  and  all  that  therein  is  ; 
 the  round  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein. 
 
 Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands,  and  let  the  hills  be 
 joyful  together  before  the  Lord  ;  for  he  cometh  to  judge 
 the  earth. 
 
 "With  righteousness  shall  he  judge  the  world,  and 
 the  people  with  equity. 
 
 263  Jubilate  Deo. 
 
 OBE  joyful  in  the  Lord,  all  ye  lands:  serve  the  Lord 
 with  gladness,  and  come  before  his  presence  with 
 a  song. 
 
 Be  ye  sure  that  the  Lord  he  is  God  ;  it  is  he  that 
 hath  made  us,  and  not  we  ourselves ;  we  are  his  peo- 
 ple, and  the  sheep  of  his  pasture. 
 
 0  go  your  way  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving;  and 
 into  his  courts  with  praise  :  be  thankful  unto  him,  and 
 speak  good  of  his  name. 
 
 For  the  Lord  is  gracious  ;  his  mercy  is  everlasting  ; 
 and  his  truth  endureth  from  generation  to  generation. 
 
 264  Deus  Mtsereatur. 
 
 GOD  be  merciful  unto  us,  and  bless  us,  and  show  us 
 the  light  of  his  countenance,  and  be  merciful 
 unto  us  ; 
 
 That  thy  way  may  be  known  upon  earth,  thy  saving 
 health  among  all  nations. 
 
 Let  the  people  praise  thee,  0  God:  yea,  let  all  the 
 people  praise  thee. 
 
 O  let  the  nations  rejoice  and  be  glad ;  for  thou  shalt 
 judge  the  folk  righteously,  and  govern  the  nations 
 upon  earth. 
 
 Let  the  people  praise  thee,  0  God;  yea,  let  all  the 
 people  praise  thee. 
 
196  SABBATH   SCHOOL 
 
 Then  shall  the  earth  bring  forth  her  increase  ;  and 
 God,  even  our  own  God,  shall  give  us  his  blessing. 
 
 God  shall  bless  us ;  and  all  the  ends  of  the  world 
 shall  fear  him. 
 
 265  BoNUM  EST  CoNriTERi.    Psalm  xcii. 
 
 IT  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  and 
 to  sing  praises  unto  thy  Name,  0  Most  Highest ; 
 To  tell  of  thy  loving  kindness  early  in  the  morning, 
 and  of  thy  truth  in  the  night  season  : 
 
 Upon  an  instrument  of  ten  strings,  and  upon  the 
 lute ;  upon  a  loud  instrument,  and  upon  the  harp. 
 
 For  thou,  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad  through  thy 
 works ;  and  I  will  rejoice  in  giving  praise  for  the 
 operations  of  thy  hands. 
 
 266  Thy  Will  be  Done. 
 
 ^'  T^HY  will  be  done  !"  In  devious  ways  the  hurry- 
 i   ing  stream  of  life  may  run ;  „ 
 
 "Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall  say,  "  Thy  will  be 
 done. 
 
 "  Thy  will  be  done  V  If  o'er  us  shine  a  gladd'ning 
 and  a  prosperous  sun, 
 
 This  prayer  will  make  it  more  divine :  "  Thy  will 
 be  done.'' 
 
 "  Thy  will  be  done  I''  Though  shrouded  o'er  our 
 path  with  gloom, 
 
 One  comfort — one  is  ours, — to  breathe  while  we 
 adore,  *'  Thy  will  be  done.'' 
 
INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 A  beautiful  land  by  failli  I  see 23 
 
 Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the  eventide 140 
 
 A  charge  to  keep  I  have 204 
 
 A  few  more  years  shall  roll 221 
 
 Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 231 
 
 All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 177 
 
 Am  la  soldier  of  the  cross 241 
 
 Angel  of  peace  thou  hast  wandered  too  long 210 
 
 Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep 16S 
 
 Assembled  in  our  school  once  more 155 
 
 Awake  !  awake  and  join  our  ranks 71 
 
 Awake  my  soul  to  joyful  lays 198 
 
 Awake  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 214 
 
 Awake  my  tongue,  thy  tribute  bring 13S 
 
 Awake  our  seals,  away  our  fears 215 
 
 Away  to  the  woods,  away 61 
 
 Beautiful  mansions,  home  of  the  blest SO 
 
 Begin  my  soul  th'  exalted  lay 134 
 
 Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 164 
 
 Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth 84 
 
 Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 236 
 
 Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 159 
 
 Carol,  but  with  gladness 63 
 
 Chide  mildly  the  erring 39 
 
 Children  on  life's  battle-field 22 
 
 Cbildreu's  voices  high  in  heaven 107 
 
 Children  there  is  none  like  Jesus 109 
 
 Come  boys,  come  girls,  won't  you  volunteer 32 
 
 Come,  children,  now  to  Jesus  sing 94 
 
 Come  christian  brethren  ere  we  part 250 
 
 Come,  come,  sing  to  the  Saviour ^  1 
 
 Come  gracious  spirit  heavenly  dove 1 95 
 
 Come  Holy  Spirit,  come * 19:) 
 
 Come  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove 165 
 
198  INDEX. 
 
 HYMN. 
 
 Come  humble  sinner  in  whose  breast 233 
 
 Come  join  our  choral  number 100 
 
 Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 23.^ 
 
 Come  mj  soul  thy  suit  prepare 213 
 
 Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice 239 
 
 Come  sound  his  praise  abroad 137 
 
 Come  thou  almighty  king 133 
 
 Come  to  Jesus 163 
 
 Come  we  who  love  the  Lord 23H 
 
 Come  where  the  wild  flowers  grow 37 
 
 Come  ye  children  and  hearken  unto  me,  (Chant) 251 
 
 Come  ye  sinners  poor  and  wretched 166 
 
 Cry  aloud,  cry  aloud 122 
 
 Dear  friends,  with  joy  we  meet  you  here 113 
 
 Depth  of  mercy  can  there  be 234 
 
 Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy *, 50 
 
 Fading,  still  fading 48 
 
 Faintly  flow,  thou  falling  river 18 
 
 Faithful  shepherd,  meek  and  mild 206 
 
 Far  out  upon  the  prairie 36 
 
 Father,  ouce  more  let  grateful  praise 144 
 
 Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 185 
 
 For  a  season  called  to  part 143 
 
 For  this  sweet  hour,  0  God  abovp. 147 
 
 Frail  is  my  bark,  and  stormy  is  the  ocean 127 
 
 From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 223 
 
 Glad  hearts  to  thee  we  bring 135 
 
 Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 156 
 
 Glory  be  to  God  on  high,  (Chant) 2.52 
 
 Glory  to  God  on  high 200 
 
 Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 87 
 
 God  be  merciful  unto  us,  (Chant)... ^64 
 
 God  bless  our  native  land 228 
 
 God  is  love,  the  heavens  tell  it 103 
 
 God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 1.^0 
 
 God  of  the  morning  ray 148 
 
 Gracious  God  our  heavenly  father 154 
 
 Gracious  spirit,  love  divine 194 
 
 Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 224 
 
 Guide  me,  O  thou  Great  Jehovah 242 
 
 Happily  we  have  met  around  our  king 13 
 
 Happy  hearts  children  bring 82 
 
 Hark,  'tis  the  watchman's  cry 92 
 
 Hasten  Lord  the  glorious  time 160 
 
 Heavenly  father  grant  thy  blessing 145 
 
 Heavenly  father,  sovereign  Lord 132 
 
 He  is  risen,  he  is  not  here t* ^^ 
 
INDEX.  199 
 
 HTMN. 
 
 Here  we  come  with  cheerful  voices 112 
 
 Hither  we  corneas  a  happy  band 88 
 
 Home,  dear  home,  we  never  can  forget....... 31 
 
 Hosannah  to  the  Son  of  David 24 
 
 How  beauteous  are  their  feet 77 
 
 How  gentle  Ood  commands 171 
 
 How  pleasant  thus  to  dwell  below 170 
 
 How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 232 
 
 Hushed  be  my  murmurings S7 
 
 I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  the  living ., 68 
 
 If  I  were  a  sunbeam 53 
 
 If  I  were  a  voice,  a  persuasive  voice 28 
 
 If  you  cannot  on  the  ocean 20 
 
 I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 216 
 
 I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 203 
 
 I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus 119 
 
 I'm  but  a  stranger  here 196 
 
 In  the  furrows  of  thy  life 123 
 
 I  remember  a  voice 70 
 
 It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks,  (Chant) 265 
 
 It  is  well! 27 
 
 I  want  to  join  the  ransom'd 47 
 
 I  was  a  wandering  sheep 104 
 
 I  was  glad  when  they  said  unto  me,  (Chant) 258 
 
 I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills,  (Chant) 261 
 
 Jerusalem  forever  bright 35 
 
 Jerusalem  the  golden 78 
 
 Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 162 
 
 Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 202 
 
 Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 179 
 
 Jesus  is  our  dearest  friend 59 
 
 Jesus  is  our  morning  star 128 
 
 Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 192 
 
 Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 157 
 
 Jesus  the  water  of  life  shall  give 97 
 
 Jesus  we  love  to  meet Ill 
 
 Jesus,  we  thy  lambs  would  be 85 
 
 Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 212 
 
 Joyful  be  the  hours  to-day 201 
 
 Just  as  I  am — without  one  plea 174 
 
 Keep  me,  Father,  safely  keep  me ' 102 
 
 Know  ye  that  better  land 106 
 
 Land  of  our  Fathers,  whereso'er  we  roam 60 
 
 Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son 246 
 
 Let  to-morrow  take  care  of  to-morrow 58 
 
 Let  us  be  joyful  and  smiling  as  May 62 
 
 Let  us  with  a  j  oy f ul  mind 8 
 
200  INDEX, 
 
 HYMW. 
 
 List,  the  Sabbath  bells  so  merrily  ringing 04 
 
 Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 222 
 
 Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessings 49 
 
 Lord,  in  the  morning  thoa  shalt  hear 152 
 
 Lord  I  would  come  to  thee 120 
 
 Lo!  the  Sabbath  morning  breaking 126 
 
 Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 176 
 
 Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 197 
 
 Man  the  life-boat 30 
 
 May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour 240 
 
 My  country  'tis  of  thee 229 
 
 My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 161 
 
 My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 186 
 
 My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  names 182 
 
 My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 67 
 
 My  maker  and  my  king 172 
 
 My  Saviour  sits  on  Heaven's  throne 117 
 
 Mysoul,beon  thy  guard 217 
 
 Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 124 
 
 Nothing  but  leaves ;  the  Spirit  it  grieves 14 
 
 Now  be  the  gospel  banner 69 
 
 Now  is  the  accepted  time 191 
 
 Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 151 
 
 Now  to  the  Lord  on  high 81 
 
 O!  all  ye  works  of  the  Lord,  (Chant) 256 
 
 O!  be  joyful  in  the  Lord,  (Chant) 263 
 
 O  'er  the  flowing  river 11 
 
 O!  father  lift  our  souls  above 183 
 
 Oft  as  I  rove  in  thoughtless  mood 12 
 
 Of  thy  love  some  gracious  tokea 75 
 
 Oh,  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord,  (Chant) 257 
 
 Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchleess  worth 187 
 
 Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 240 
 
 Oh,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 175 
 
 Oh,  may  we  thankful  be 79 
 
 Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  found • 169 
 
 0,  I'm  a  happy  blue-bird 64 
 
 Once  more  my  soul  the  rising  day 149 
 
 Once  was  heard  the  song  of  children 72 
 
 One  by  one,  we  cross  the  river S3 
 
 One  there  is  above  all  others 199 
 
 Onward,  Christian  soldiers 116 
 
 O !  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song,  (Chant) 262 
 
 0!  songs  of  the  beautiful 73 
 
 0  !  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 220 
 
 O  !  thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 184 
 
 Our  beautiful  flag,  0,  now  we  see 38 
 
 Our  Father,  through  the  coming  year 225 
 
INDEX.  201 
 
 HTMW. 
 
 Our  Father,  which  art  in  heaven,  (Chant) 253 
 
 Our  joyous  songs  of  praise 115 
 
 O!  we  are  volunteers 61 
 
 O!  welcome  day  that  greets  us  here 99 
 
 O  !  Avhat  beauties  adorn 65 
 
 O!  what  can  little  hands  do 219 
 
 Peacefully  lay  her  down  to  rest 40 
 
 Please  to  watch  us,  blessed  Saviour ]7 
 
 Praise  !  give  praise,  and  from  our  hearts  uplift  it 89 
 
 Praise  God  !  from  whom  all  blessings  flow , 24S 
 
 Praise  the  Lord  !  O  my  soul,  (Cham) 259 
 
 Praise  the  Lord,  when  blushing  morning 131 
 
 Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 130 
 
 Praise  to  thee  thou  great  Creator 129 
 
 Kinging,  sweetly  ringing 9S 
 
 Kock  of  Ages  !  cleft  for  me 244 
 
 Kound  the  throne  in  glory 7 
 
 Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us 193 
 
 Saviour  listen  to  our  prayer 5 
 
 Saviour!  source  of  every  blessing 1S9 
 
 Saviour!  who  thy  flock  art  feeding Hi 
 
 Shall  hymns  of  grateful  love 25 
 
 Shall  we  gather  at  the  river 34 
 
 Shine  on  our  souls  eternal  God 142 
 
 Shout  the  glad  tidings 3 
 
 Sinners  turn  !  why  will  ye  die 167 
 
 Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 208 
 
 Souud  the  battlfe-cry 125 
 
 Stand  up  for  Jesus !  well  I  may 105 
 
 Still  with  thee!  U  !  my  God 141 
 
 Strains  of  music  often  greet  me 52 
 
 Strike  the  cymbal lOS 
 
 Sweet  is  the  song  of  heaven 16 
 
 Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  king 136 
 
 Swiftly  glide  the  hours  away 101 
 
 Suppliant  lo  thy  children  bend 153 
 
 Take  my  heart,  0  Father,  take  it 181 
 
 The  life-boat,  how  bra  vely  she  rides 4 
 
 The  Lord  is  merciful  and  gracious,  (Chant) 260 
 
 The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  (Chant) 255 
 
 The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 139 
 
 There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 230 
 
 There  is  a  happy  land 211 
 
 There  is  a  world  of  beauty 33 
 
 There  is  beauty  all  around 9 
 
 There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth 2 
 
 There's  a  beautiful  land  where  sweet  flowers  bloom 65 
 
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202  INDEX. 
 
 HTMJT. 
 
 There's  a  cry  from  Macedonia 218 
 
 There's  a  song  the  angels  sing 42 
 
 The  sea  is  -wildly  tossing 66 
 
 The  Sunday-school,  with  joy  so  full 21 
 
 The  valleys  and  the  mountains 6 
 
 Thine  forever,  God  of  love 213 
 
 This  life  is  a  battle  'gainst  Satan  and  sin 15 
 
 Thou  guardian  of  our  youthful  days 118 
 
 Through  the  pleasures  of  the  day,  (Chant). 2.')4 
 
 Thy  will  be  done,  (Chant) 26H 
 
 Thus  far  we're  spared  again  to  meet 146 
 
 Time  is  winging  us  away 227 
 
 ToGodthe  Father,  God  the  Son 245 
 
 Tossed  with  rough  winds,  and  faint  with  fear 110 
 
 To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour 90 
 
 To  thee,  0  blessed  Saviour 1S8 
 
 To  thy  temple  T  repair 207 
 
 Traveller,  whither  art  thou  going 56 
 
 We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour 43 
 
 We  are  homeward  bound,  to  the  land 95 
 
 We  ai-e  marching  on  with  shield S(J 
 
 We  are  now  in  youth's  bright  morning 19 
 
 We  are  waiting  by  the  river 45 
 
 We  are  watching,  we  are  waiting 74 
 
 We  gather,  dear  Jesus  to  bring 23 
 
 We  have  come  rejoicing 1 
 
 Welcome,  dear  Redeemer 205 
 
 We  leave  the  world  of  care 96 
 
 We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee 76 
 
 What  are  those  soul  reviving  strains 41 
 
 When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God 173 
 
 When  children  join  in  singing 114 
 
 When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 178 
 
 When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 158 
 
 When  the  morn  is  bright 209 
 
 When  the  Sabbath  bell  is  ringing 26 
 
 When  the  six  days' work  is  o'er  and  done 93 
 
 While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 226 
 
 While  Thee  I  seek,  possessing  power 237 
 
 Who  shall  sing,  if  not  the  children 46 
 
 With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around ISO 
 
 Work  for  the  night  is  coming 121 
 
 Te  angela  round  the  throne 247 
 
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